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.
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:
1. It was early morning and we were about to enter into Chennai. My friend opened the window to ask a man in a lungi about the location:
“How far is Chennai, from here, Sir?”
“How much Chennai do you need? In a typical condescending Tamilan attitude, as a villager living on the outskirts of the city, he replied in a tone that had all four of us cracking up with laughter and tears in eyes and I might be exaggerating about the tears for the comic effect but it was natural situational comedy and I played the interpreter for them telling them that the person actually meant :
“As you’re already in Chennai, why the heavens do you ask for further directions?”
Or
“Which place do you want to go to in Chennai.”
His using “how much” instead of “Where” converted it into a joke for us. As all four of us were from North India and expected him to be fluent in English.
That might also be an exaggeration.
Actually: I found most of my colleagues and shopkeepers in Thiruvanmiyur R. t. O. Region had their own typical accent and they rarely cared for Grammar.
As I used to share my mails with them asking for the feedback: they used to say I was using too difficult words and they had to open a dictionary to grasp my posts.
Now I feel they were kidding.
But it’s too late now. That ship has sailed.
I used words like:
1. Quirky
2. Whimsical
3. Onomatopoeia
4. Insouciant
5. Contemplative
6. Obfuscation
7. Metempsychosis
8. Thanatose
9. Blabberwockying
10. Synchronicity
They were pretty regular words and yet to avoid my emails as well as to look down upon me: they used to say that I was using too complex vocabulary. They insisted on me reading Sydney Sheldon while I preferred watching movies like Waking Life by Richard Linklater and Inception by Nolan.
2. I am using Spotify application now. It’s possible to continue writing while listening to music now. I need an earplug now as this one has one of its bud dysfunctional. Lockdown limits my going out in search of an earphone shop and it’s scorching Sun these days. Hence I wait for an opportunity.
3. I had a brief discussion on phonemes and morphemes with a young man in my neighborhood. I introduced him to conspiracy theories.
Dancing light of grace 