The Old Records!

1. His birth ID was 13121985. He again came to this register which had entries between the years 1985 to 1994.

2. There was the library and the field where adepts disport. And yet it was not available to him for 33 years.

3. The day he joined the library in the year 2018, May: there were two more people in the assembly. Other than the librarian, it was one doctor who had a grey beard. He seemed very amicable in demeanor. He later told that he was born in the campus. He also told about Osho visiting the premise: a date on which there was an entry in the book which had a collection of his memorable letters.

4. The first entry has his name. He was a regular visitor and the librarian made his first entry after nine years. Shri Krishna Vaasudev Rao Daate also had a diary which he left here. It has its pages eaten up by fungus. The fifth of December has an entry with nine members. Certain Anand Tiwari, Shri Gopal Pateria and Dinesh Mishra stand out because : recent events highlighted those surnames. I saw a young boy on a bike. He has played Cricket with me but I hadn’t seen him for many days. His surname is same. After the fifth of December there are no entries until 14th of December. The gap had a birth identity created for me only a few kilometers away from that premise.

5. Nine entries on the fifth of December. Ninth month as the beginning of the entry register. On 17th of September: creation of a future prime minister. Eighth entry is by the doctorate in Chemistry who was not only born in the complex as per his own testimony but also visits the premise and reads newspapers with the librarian who joined him nine years afterwards. This might all seem like a make believe for it proves nothing as such but I was supposed to discover these records and keep them safe.

6. One practical inference is: with the advent of mobile phones and internet, the membership of library reduced further. Now only indwellers visit the library. He was, perhaps the only person who was not a theater artist and worked inside library premise since 2018. His involvement in the year 2019 was minimal. This entire campus has mysterious phenomenon but the library hall was royal court and it has plenty of space. It has ethereal record of hundreds of years of discussions. It did serve as a hall of gnosis for him for more than two and half years, though he had to struggle hard to continue working on cleanliness and maintenance of records. He looks forward to completing the second iteration of recording the titles and cleansing the drawers. Yesterday he came across the carcass of a dead lizard and today he saw a lizard who had regrown its tail.

A Decent Meal Needs A Huge Vocabulary!

1. I had a decent meal. I needed to wash clothes and utensils but I feel like not doing it because, first: I don’t have detergent. Second: to cleanse utensils means subjecting myself to voices which I might not like after having achieved this rare mind isolation. All miracles happen when you’re hungry, thirsty, scared and susceptible.

2. The peace. I called her to open the door. I had a nice time in evening at stadium. I played vocabulary jam on vocabulary.com and free rice quiz. I walked and ran a bit. Though sometimes it seems cumbersome to carry all this gear to the playground: I do remind myself that I have walked gearless, sat naked, walked naked and fearless and laughed at myself, zucchini, at the world at large. I have not known any mind isolation spoken of in Buddhist scriptures except through using earphones to suppress surrounding sounds. If listening to the inner sounds does result in achievements: I still fall short of achieving a sound proof hall of gnosis where I may sit indefinitely without life force getting sucked out of this body. A place where I am not purturbed by any sounds for as long as I want to. A place where I need not pay anything to stay comfortably for eons and eons. Since I am demanding it from the logos: it’s not from Jeevanmukta status. It’s from the adept status who has seen time loops and transcendence. Who has witnessed dance of death. I am demanding it because it has neither been fulfilled nor is it going to get fulfilled, rendering null all the tall claims made by all who came in that tradition. Since I have seen time and great time: the argument that it will take time is invalid.

3. Surangama sutra is invalid.

4. Yadgatva na nivartante tad dhaam parmam mam is invalid because the great time overpowers the Vaasudev in every scheme.

5. Liberation and bondage are both imaginary yet I wait for a transcendence where I am completely free from their ideas.

6. Lucid dreaming with such a huge amount of structures and work is neither lucid nor dreaming.

Ogham!

1. I played a five overs match on “Real Cricket.” There was a call from Sagar Aggrawal specifying why PAN card couldn’t be made despite three months of wait. I had one made in 2008 in Bhopal via agents. It was easier than as I had a sponsor and some prospects. This time around I applied for making reparations once I had some money to spare. Now I realize : it will be a long time before I have enough money to open a bank account to be able to do online transactions. Perhaps they are new to the business. I made eight visits to a private office where I had specified my requirements in the very first meeting:

2. I lost my PAN card six years ago when I had given it to my younger sibling because I was wearing a lungi. He said he had dropped it. Now I need new card. If someone uses it: penalty should be imposed on those. If ethical responsibility is to be called: it’s the sibling’s responsibility.

3. If I had a few thousands rupees : I would have got the application processed within a day or a week. Since I have had no income in the last eight years and barely supported my sustenance: there arises no question of filing for income tax returns.

4. Office office and Musaddi Laal. It was a private office and I thought they were swift in the service. They only kept changing the terms of assurance. Clearly because: I had no resources. This is what happens to common man. I am not saying that it would have been different if I would have gone to another agent. I will wait for more income and then try opening a bank account. Then PAN card and other cards. This is the best I have played Cricket.

5. They couldn’t produce what they said they would. They had lack of experience in this domain.

6. I had to write more in the notebook of my student. She can barely write or read English because she belongs to an underprivileged community. She has had no formal education in English subject in the last seven plus years of education. I wrote her introduction questions in cursive handwriting: the result: she asked me to write again in block letters. Foster kids pre school or play school. I asked those kids: if none of the kids had mothers and fathers? They had no clue about my talk.

7. On the days i feed myself well the demons start burning. As a rule: if you feel good, someone has to feel bad.

United Nations World Food Programme Free Rice Help Alleviate The Hunger in the World!

I just raised 48000 grains of rice on Freerice! For every answer you get right, 5 grains go to the UN World Food Programme. Play it here: https://freerice.com/apps

1. I sweeped the room which was pending since long. I cleaned the handkerchief. I am practicing forced exhalation. At once I used to do it ten thousand times everyday. I need to get back into shape. The match I played today: I couldn’t score enough runs for my team.

2. Today, one of my students went to stadium with me. He can do six pull ups whereas I can only do about three. He still owes me twenty rupees which would be paid tomorrow when our books get clear and we begin a fresh month of learning English Grammar and Vocabulary for which I would be paid by the third of November. I need to be frugal to survive. There are many things which need to be bought but I barely have the budget to feed myself bread and milk everyday. I wonder how many people have even less than me.

3. I could rest well in the last few days. Binaural beats played a role in it. I fed myself well to get balance back. Gandhi’s last meal was richer than my average meals. This is a reflection on how minimalism is not for people living below poverty line. It’s for people who are well known or have millions in bank account as well as passports for every country in the world. I barely move around the city practicing minimalism in the last eight years. I was held captive since last thirty five years. And what freedom do I find after waking up?

4. Many magic shows and circus shows. Now I know how complex karmic webs are woven by authors. I am not bored because it’s an infinite adventure. A never-ending journey. An everlasting class. The bad news is: all help, magic and miracles are available when you’re delirious, feverish, have barely anything to eat or feed yourself. When you walk too long or run too long. When you beg or bend too low before others repeatedly for the same things they also need.

5. It was a pleasant Sunday. I have a smartphone which was gained when I had lost desire for it. With a delay of ten months. Revealing all karmic webs : individual, family, friends, neighborhood, architecture, municipal, logoi etc. I saw laotzu. One of my students needed it as well. Now all three of them have. The new batch has students who are too young to use a smartphone. I need to postpone all my requirements until I get my money back. Then I may buy some clothes, tennis balls, data recharge and other essential things.

500 Posts!

1. Thanks WordPress, followers and those who were associated with this blog or its author or related causes once.

2. The last few posts were either record of my routines or for raising rice grains via Free Rice, which is a United Nations World Food Programme initiative. Since I knew them for more than eight years : I trusted them to devote my time for charitable causes.

3. It’s third WordPress blog. I also had a joint venture which survived without much activity. It taught me couple of things. This one is culmination of all my learning. Returning to basics and being as original as possible.

4. I hope I learn more when I reach 1000 posts mark as I don’t see it possible to move onto a new blog. There has been a series of revelation in the last few months regarding functioning of tribes and sacrifices. I still don’t understand many things. It would take practice. Time is an eternity.

5. Tohu verse which was due: freericesspooloopahachurevuuellipsisalacritzygoteneteemeeteetotalleructationoisomesugameteverlastinglingumshoeulogyrationsnowfallthingsulcustardyaddlepatedramatisticklertolawsnowinnrsinchenrezigzagzigguratuftiffinnishindigoannamesakeyayaveracitympanumbattuesdayosemiteacupuckeredragonfalonesomeowlowliferallyingyanglersibyllineidoleyennoblingastrickrakenophobeliskylineidempotentateeleeryearlyrealtorporocityinnuendocilemmingsingularitykey

6. I saw a guy who had an uncanny resemblance to a face I once knew. Deja Vu. I asked him where he lived and I did remember having taught him Grammar or English but he refused it. His name is Jayas Parmar. Maybe he forgot it. Alvin John. Prosopagnosia.

A void!

1. I watched a few videos.

2. I had a bath and food was delicious.

3. An old student is back. He paid the dues. He’s the finest among those being tutored at present. He wanted us to also cover GK whereas I insisted on sticking to Grammar and Vocabulary. My experience this year has been to continue focussing on a domain which lasts after the apocalypses. You need food before going to sleep as well as after waking up, in one form or another.

4. Despite an year of hard work the scenario as well as lack of portfolio hasn’t let me get enough number of students to teach to support my living on my own. Debt is a dirty business. Cyclic interest on fundamentally free resources means no one is ever truly free from it. Only people who appear free are either newborns or those who have mastered the art of pretension. Those who have long been at the poisonous game of winning either by hook or by crook. The wee bit of solace that I found after forgetting my past is constantly threatened by my lack of sound financial disposition. Six years ago my PAN card was dropped. I tried this time around and the agent lied through his teeth. The result: I am going to get back the two fifty rupees which might feed me couple of days. Similar incident happened in the year 2018 because the library in the town hall was a monopoly of assistant of librarian and it had too strict laws. It was difficult to get the caution money back and it was difficult to get sustenance for a few days.

5. I met greatest number of people who had some connections to my remote past, in the last few months. It’s after the year 2014 AD. I gained great amount of experience. The concrete proof about variation in heights of people is something I have carried between lifetimes with experiments. Now I look at human resources as “Aatma Pariyojna.” It means everyone working in this office is well versed with fundamentals of The Tibetan Book of the Dead by Padmasambhava and Garuna Purana. Those are the minimum requirements. Shukadev Paramhamsa clearly reveals to King Pareekshita: “you are yourself death of all deaths. What we call death is mere falling away of shape. In the continuum of life, body discards the forms like clothes. The limit of revelation in Hinduism( Geeta and Bhagvata): the simile is suggestive of a Lord or group of Lords. Instead of telling that you carry your entire environment with you : the words merely attach you to ectomorphic image and it gets you into egoic grip of death and convulsions which are akin to high fever, shock of 880 volts or being chased by countless hounds and goons. Buddhism is important in revealing this. And yet: if you don’t know basics you would try to control the dream with same tools : creating realms which are frought with danger. Though Vaasudev Krishna says in Uddhava Geeta: Vidya and Avidya are both founded upon my illusory potency Matrix : and as per another dictum: those who indulge into dark practices fall into pits but into greater pits fall those who practice bright Vidya. The momentum might be positive or negative: it creates veils. You might be in gold or iron chains : it’s still a dream. Dream model: when you’re no longer dreaming. Journey, School, War, Game. Game includes resurrection and healing. School teaches you everything. To learn you need to work . Work might look like comfort or struggle depending upon the requirements.

6. I might have been a slave for uncountable number of years if sanmaargam or true path towards total liberation is a lie. All prophets, devotees and liberated beings never existed in that case.

7. My database has been updated. My bucket list: seeing exact clones. Interacting with me without environmental interruptions. Seeing gods and goddesses with four or more hands and legs. Earning enough merits for a totally sound proof room where I may dwell indefinitely. Time travel at will at all times and being able to record data. Complete freedom from hunger, thirst, fear or shame.

8. What was it: a void.

United Nations World Food Programme: Free Rice: Help Alleviate Hunger!

I just raised 44000 grains of rice on Freerice! For every answer you get right, 5 grains go to the UN World Food Programme. Play it here: https://freerice.com/apps

1. I was paid my fees today after I requested my student. It was delayed by about one and half day. To feed myself I have to work hard these days.

2. I got the new job. I taught these new students at a new location. The guy who owns the room came flashing a tea cup as soon as it was five minutes more than the allotted hour. I was giving homework to the senior student. He directed a jab at me: “leave now or do you need tea or coffee?” These are poor people. Poor in spirit as well as knowledge.

3. As I was thinking about the guy who let me play Cricket with him in the academy: another group of four people came. They were polite but they had one leather ball. I knew from the onset that the bat was soon going to succumb to the ball.

4. The utility of cinema and movies: they do away with lust for mundane. Art is indeed the culmination of philosophy. The most refined expression. It’s made costlier, like sky, water, space, air and fresh ether day by day. You are crushed by taboos like death, sex, military and police so that life becomes more difficult than it already is. There are countless memes fighting with each other and vying for your attention. The end: two of them: light and darkness: freedom and slavery defining each other. I face the acute problem of being underpaid despite giving my best in teaching. The students and their surrounding area consume life force. In return: they wait for the moments when you are the weakest to attack you. Though you are supposed to honor all the contracts: nobody asks them about why they pay so little and that too with delay.

5. I visited the library knowing well it will be an exhibition on occasion of Gandhi’s birthday. I saw some thirty people over there. Most of them are unfamiliar. They’re all well fed people. Khaadi is so costly that I haven’t been able to buy even a single kurta in the last two three years.

6. I am free. A sovereign. I serve only myself. I see only myself. I am seeing sights never before seen. I am seeing magic tricks. The last few excruciating deaths only confirm that you can’t rely on family or friends. They are myths. It’s a non stop war as far as market is concerned. Lal Bahadur Shastri was also born on this day. The handpump given by the government scheme in the movie Peepli Live redirects you towards humorous side of poor people sacrificing themselves. I asked a guy about “Aatma Pariyojna” and he affirmed about having heard it.

7. I asked myself : if I was slave to money or environment. The gnosis revealed: money was a dense form of energy or food which was need to sustain life force. Minimalism was supposed to work for all of us combined. In a scheme where some people have hoarded for aeons : while you followed the precept of letting go: you are left with a bowl. The teachings of classic texts become the cause of your constant poverty. I shape environment and the environment shapes me. The academy ground was not as clean as the road where I used to go for walk. Come to think of it: in the last twenty five days there have been no municipality people to cleanse the ground. There are many who litter, drink and through stray paper as well as water pouches. Everyone likes cleanliness but it seems to be only up to me to maintain it at my house, in the academy ground as well as other places. It’s strange that these people feel no need to clean up their mess.