Counting the Days

 

Counting the Days

The fierce wind

Like the wrath of the Anemoi

Tears through the place

In powerful surges

Disrupting the dirt and dust

And the stagnant memories

Of yesteryear—

The unknown forces

Acting within us,

Awakened by those without us,

Send us scurrying

Into our dark holes of hibernation

Where unbeknownst to us

We maintain and nourish

The agony and misery of humanity—

Yet, we may once again find that spark,

That candle light, dim yet vibrant

Which will guide us into the rays of sun,

Shining down on a land and ocean

Of boundless Life,

Illuminating a sky of vast potential

And ethereal inspiration

Moving the entire earth

To glow and dance,

To breathe and pulse

On the endless day

Of days we need not count.

MS22

Wintry Symbols

Icey Winter Ornament - MS 2021

 

Wintry Symbols

The textured note,

How minute in scale,

To dissect and split

And measure the woven waves—

Yet breathing life,

The ears receive

Pristine chimes

And enchanted tunes—

The wintry symbols,

So clear in form

(The star, the wreath, the bell)

Put mind at ease

And light the heart

With warmth amidst the frost—

From macrocosmic cut-outs

To natural forms in paper,

The shapes bring forth

Their light and truth

Pointing thus to

A loving world,

A timeless

Single

Note.

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(The following are some parts I cut out of the revision but feel they have some potency yet):

The unchanging Forms

With multitudinous reflections

In paper, in plastic, in gold

Do embody the unspeakable truths—

On these wintry days

When warmth we seek,

A bell, a cane, a ball, a flake—

May bring a song, a lucid tune

To light our hearts aflame.

Non-Local Movement No.8

 

Non-Local Movement No.8

The Non-Local Movement series refers to the idea of a timeless field ungraspable by time-bound cognition. The notion of "instantaneous action at a distance" is related to this.

The busy thoughts
Like criss-crossing highways
Seen from above
Course through my mind
Consuming power
And unceasing—

The Notion arises,
The quenching brook
Trickles through
Consciousness
And gently
Washes away
All confusion.

MS21

This, the 8th of the series embodies contrasting motion, in both material and space. The formless shape, only visible through the embracing wood form may move attention away from thoughts and into the spacious realm of timeless quietude.

Free Write and Poem

 

Appearance of Being No.2

 

Free write for this quiet, rainy, serene Thursday morning in Guildford, Surrey, BC, Canada, North America, America, "West" (sarcasm), Earth, Systema Solaris, Milky Way (named from its appearance from the earth's point of view).

Our own planet continues to mystify.

How much more the galaxy!

Yet a partial name from an internal perspective (as we are part of the milky way) it is. A simple and poetic description of such a majestically moving body which we can never Know—not through observable data (or even hyperlogical induction) that is. Heresay has me believe there have been and maybe are some who can access direct Knowledge of "heavenly" ("archaic" use) bodies. Is it true or a myth?, yet how much Truth do "myths" (ancient) carry? I say "boundless" amounts packed into symbols. This is why archetypal symbols found in various cultures are so "delectable".

Now, what is behind this curtain of "life". I use "life" in a presumptive way to refer to a "common" way of perceiving. I am inclined to accept the outlook from the centre, the me, to be like naming the milky way based on its appearance from a specific interior view point. This is clearly limited, fragmented and partial at best, totally false at worst.

Behind the curtain,

The metaphorical curtain,

Woven with fibres of fear—

Flashing in and out of existence

The curtain, not real

But a mode,

A description of a mode,

A mode so deceptive,

So stimulating to the core—

This spherical curtain

Within which I abide,

Nature's virtual reality,

The Cosmic Joke.

MS21

The poem is structured as if getting glimpses (like a shutter opening and closing) of a pulsating and continuous thematic object (the curtain) beyond. This enables brevity if not abrupt omission, and multidirectional approach (cubist, if you will). Did you notice the last line of the poem reflects the last line of the preceeding text?

An anecdote and a poem

 

Parallel Forces No.6

An anecdote and a poem:

For some reason, all the people I interacted with in my community today seemed to be shining internally. Can you believe it? I didn't get a "nasty attitude" from anyone! I will mention one of them: the place I ordered curry for lunch. The rice was truly beautiful. There was an essence to it—the artful way it was made echoed centuries of cultural evolution. I know I cannot make rice like that at home, I just don't have that kind of cultural knowledge and memory in me. It's like the cook was not playing the role of the cook but had the beauty of the craft flowing through his being. After eating the palak paneer, I was invigorated. The freshness and quality of the ingredients are not the only factors at work here. Anyway, the vitality which I came in contact with today oxygenated my internal flame and inspired the following poem.

Anything and everything—

The pristine clarity of Love—

Moments are moving,

Time factors not—

The crystalline World

Asks not for a thing—

The silence prevails

Underneath the act.

MS21

A Short Dialectic on Art

 

A Short Dialectic on Art

 

In order to improve something, something has to change; like when humanity learned that the earth is not flat. At that time, our understanding of the solar system improved. So improving our understanding of nature must involve a change—either new knowledge or remembering forgotten knowledge. What I'd like to share here is something that I think fits into the second category.

The question is: What is art?

 

A: Art is action done properly. This includes riding a bike.

 

Q: No, I won't accept this. Painting an artful picture requires something extra.

 

A: False. That which you think is extra is actually ordinary. When someone does anything with a sense of beauty and order, they are using the same faculty as a painter. The difference is a superficial one. The painter has knowledge and skill with colour, form, composition, etc. and the biker has riding skills. If one has skills in playing baseball, they can play it beautifully. Every action has the potential to be artful.

 

Q: So, why is this important?

 

A: Because we have been taught to believe that art is something different from everyday activities and therefore fail to understand the beauty of just being alive. The greed of modern society has blinded us from this ancient understanding of art. In order to become richer, we have crossed the moral line and sacrificed the beauty (art) in products, work, business, services, etc.

The Absurdity of War and The Human Problem

 

The Absurdity of War and The Human Problem:

Any rational pair of human beings will not resort to physical violence when finding themselves in a conflict. They will find a resolution even if it is parting of ways—agreeing to disagree so to speak. There is respect and love behind the disagreement. Why should international relations be any different? Why is killing other human beings acceptable? It is not. If we are going to be a coherent species and to also respect mother earth, we will have to start seeing each other as family—every single person whether they are mad or sane. The sane ones must treat the mad ones like lost children (through respectful guidance).

I have recognized my egoism (thought-based reality commonly thought to be sane but actually insane) which has the lower self, the "me" or "ego" as a center around which this false reality is formed. This is the common way of existence for the vast majority of people. My objective then is to be liberated from this psychological structure which is the cause of mistaken activity in this world. We cannot change others by trying to force our ideas upon them, but by changing ourselves fundamentally (structurally, not content-wise) we have already changed the world as a whole (since we are part of the world and our effect on others is seen to take immediate effect). This is the only way humanity will realize a new way of living never before known on a global scale. We are all basically mistaken until we are free from egoism.

The work of J. Krishnamurti clearly explains my point. Most people will find excuses not to listen to it though. This is the egoic structure at work. I guess when Plato and others stated that only the initiated could begin study, they were referring to this problem of "resistance".

 

Where am I speaking from? Am I just repeating words I've heard or speaking theoretically? No. I have, through many, many hours, days and years finally started to dismantle the structure (this is just the beginning). In so-doing, there is direct and immediate validation which does not change back. This permanent eradication is the sign that it is the actual structure of the psyche that has been targeted and not just a concept (which would be superficial). The validation consists of great mental clarity which effects the ability to breath fully and consequently effects the health of the entire body. My explanation for these workings is that our egoic structure is a giant obstruction, comparable to a body frozen by fear, which prevents the free flowing of energy. The more energy flows, the more liberated we are. Yoga stretching works based on the same premise but begins with targeting muscle tension and density. The egoic mind may respond to this type of activity with a surge of force but once that is also recognized and disarmed, the positive progress (which is a negative process or negation when spoken of in a physical sense) becomes once again apparent and on we go deconstructing the system further. Oh, it's beautiful. Love with capital L.