Birds are singing their sweet morning song. Their bunches flying towards the South. Some dogs in the vicinity bark intermittently. The sky has been painted in chiaroscuro in the East as Sun is about to arise. Batlings fly flies also fly. I grappled with leftovers of yesterday night before gearing myself up for the morning coffee. I have been an evening person since forever. Mom and company don’t sleep before midnight and there is no guarantee of uninterrupted sleep even after that. Dead’s night duty meant he would ring a bell early morning at four. I was dreaming about someone’s demise. I slept about four hours which is enough. I don’t sleep during the day. I am listening to Gayatri Mantra in the soothing voice of Anuradha Paudwal and ozone of early morning hours does improve the quality of this day.
The camera is strange. While my eyes record an impression of a waning Moon of Dwadashi, crescent arc hanging out of haze in the East, Ayushmaan– the camera records a circular dot. A dot, ideally shouldn’t have any depth like a line.
Roughcast Tercel cellophane Yellowstone national park.
Corneous cutis tidbits .
Sortie tie eidolon onslaught.
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1. The thunderstorm in the South East created a soothing breeze after a day of scorching heat.
2. The Sagittarius ascends. Retrograde Saturn and Venus along with Mercury and retrograde Jupiter and Sun aspect watery and airy signs of Scorpio and Libra. Though these planets are in Earth signs their retrograde aspects are creating fire in air and water in the South East.
3. I had a nice discussion on Jyotish and childhood memories over the evening walk.
Let the whole world know: I have thrived in the last six months beyond my wildest dreams. As Tesla said in an interview: I have only gained and gained. Not weight offcourse but all the rest.
Should I have a survivor’s guilt?
I shared models of life to educate myself:
War. School. Prison. Dream. Journey. Work.
They overlap yet it’s the prison which made me feel my darkest fears. Solitary confinement is as much of a joke to me as Corona. I challenge Red Onion or any other state prisons to lock me up for experiment.
I once entered the parking lot of Cognizant solutions where lift dropped you but didn’t pick you up back unless someone came to take you. That was one of the mini deaths of being in a box for five to ten minutes but I would have stayed there for as long as body allowed itself : Rajkumar Rao’s trapped gives the vicarious experience of eating rats and becoming a non-vegetarian to save one’s life.
How many years before Zombie Apocalypse or Ramalinga Paradesi?
It’s still Purge and Contagion. Two Hollywood movies did better than all of India’s political and media houses combined together: add minority report and inception and you’re done. I downloaded project Gutenberg and it was crazy crap. I need some real science fiction movies to dream but new ones are not being made and olden are golden.
I am more free than most. Means i belong to those who have brought about the calamity? Thanos the nose. Populace lac lace embrace
I have been a nomad since my earliest lives. I belonged to one and to all. In every group I was the first one to break the sectarian bias. Though I favour Ramalinga vegetarian and vegan movements I can clearly understand why cannibalism and wrong turns exist
4. I only have my body and it’s microcosm as well as macrocosm. Contention point with siblings was always lack of any grounding regarding pursuit of family objectives. Why do neighborhood families have taller buildings: because they need them. Why does USA manufacture more weapons? I got accustomed to village life which had fresh air and plenty of space. Now technology which is incompatible with space is available only to very rich and very famous and yet they succumb to Cancer and other diseases. Ramalinga left with a fragrance of camphor in that room. Where did he go? He said he entered into all bodies. Didn’t all those who succumbed to Cancer or other diseases? No. Because their thirst and hunger lives on whereas Ramalinga or Gandhi left monuments which act as tome to me.
Is whole world really a family ?
Truth be told: adept is one who needs no food, water or respect nor company or help.
I have needs: clothes. Water. Entertainment. Events. Help. Company.
I can’t roam around this city without good clothes or a lot of food and water.
South East
Those who say the whole world is a family must decide first who or what is the world. I am the world and the family.
Those who haven’t attained pure body of gnosis and bliss have no right to say that the whole world is a family. They are serving a doctrine, a media house, a policy or a nation state or themselves to sell their shoddy goods.
1. I am without an agenda or agitprops. A Kingfisher goes North with an insect in its beak. Neelkanth is the name given to lord Shiva and this culture relates this bird to the myth of lord holding poison in his throat so that others may enjoy ambrosia which was churned out of the ocean of gems.
2. Like my old neighbours and family I keep repeating same things: that I was born on Friday the 13. Travelling to psychic realms or to distant places or around the city to fetch ideas on which you can write something novel is costly: I can’t afford even to read books for long. They need life force time and energy and fresh air along with plenty of food and all of them are scarce in my vicinity. Hence rehashing and repackaging the old garbage in new windows. Triskaidecaphobia.
3. Very few people talk about death. And I see no life in their eyes nor flesh on their cheeks. They’re all gingers and don’t admit.
4. Ritual, routine and mannerisms aren’t either true or false: they are requisite information for dreaming. Nightmares are made of violations.
5. Whatever you hold dear is holding you back from dreaming and it’s not awakening people strive for: it’s freedom to dream. Living and dying is dreaming. Being is dreaming as there is no present moment or now. Only a simulation of current sponsored by the time cafe.
1. This is what retirement feels like. I returned home in 2012 but had to wait 8 more years for the taste of it. I can attest: nobody else can: I am more retired than my granny or my Neighbors and fortunately I had to work only three years to retire with this handsome fortune.
2. Sun rises in Taurus. Baby Sun. Venus and Mercurial Mercury. Moon is in Aquarius with Mars and Neptune. It gives you nectar, inventive ideas and wings to your imagination. Simha yoni, Raksha gana, Indra Yoga, Kolava Karana in the juncture of eighth and ninth lunar days.
3. Atmakaraka Venus is ascendent. In its own house. Jupiter, Saturn, Venus, Rahu and Ketu are retrograde whereas Mercury is combust.
4. Anapha anaphase vase case erase.
5. Rice nice ice spice cream spic and span pan jandrum Panhandle pangs panga gaga mesha syncromesha gamete mete out.
It was etymological delight to discover that Scab had two meanings which related in a creative way. I was the link, soot, or sutra or sutra tma.
I refer to the Merriam Webster dictionary online: Scab
Entry : 2 and 3.b.2.3.4.
A crust on a wound which is nature’s way of healing. As well as a union worker who returns to work before the strike is over. I’d like to sell it for the likes of me like this:
A wound is the viewpoint: nature or Karma cafe being prime, like the government number one being the cause of scarcity management in the demand and supply chain or the nature in its harsh form or the calamity times: strike takes double meaning: one from the nature on body and the other on the livelihood. The scab being the protective sheath becomes the strike breaker.
I don’t recall on which of my previous blogs I wrote about this and when but whenever– it did seem like a big achievement to find a novel association in English dictionary.
Can more than two swords be kept in a scabbard? The Hindi saying says:no. How about two daggers? Or three…or more?
If I thank James Harbeck’s blog after every post for inspiration: I would be called a loyal dog at best. And a thief otherwise.
A cow died. Overdosing on plastic bags. Politicians promise to ban it. It has been a long time. Cow is an utilitarian device in the name of religious education. Nobody cares for a stray cow.
Here is a picture of mature Aries Sun. The Atmakaraka entering into the Bull:
Whereas camera of the smartphone captures a circular dot akin to the full Moon: my eyes with glasses and otherwise record and see only a waning Ashtami Moon. Strange, isn’t it? And if you read this blog regularly, you know that full Moon of Vaishakh Poornima wasn’t quite full. It’s a strange strange world for sooth.
Kailee Morgues Siren is the new fad for me. Stay tuned, stay safe.
Dancing light of grace 