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Ratsasan and Whitewash!

1. I watched Ratsasan, a Tamil thriller today. This was on my watchlist for long. I usually don’t write about movies these days to avoid giving half-hearted reviews. I watched ‘Bottom of the World’ and Summer Wars recently. Also going to watch The Father in which Anthony Hopkins has performed.

2. Ratsasan or Rakshan stands for demon. It’s about a psycho serial killer who is dressed somewhat like Norman Bates of Psycho.

3. Movie is beautifully made. I had to struggle with subtitles as I don’t know Tamil. Subtitles were not synchronised well with the movie. I tried couple of them but in vain. Characters are well developed and emotionally engaging. The protagonist as well as antagonist engage you emotionally in the narrative.

4. I have begun the third iteration of registering books in library. If I already mentioned that in another one of my posts: the library had a whitewash recently.

After Whitewash!
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Self

I realized: Self or Bliss alone matters!

Why should I waste my time describing things which prove to be mere diversions?

It’s for bliss that we seek diversions.

When I realized Self : it was bliss with me : always remaining by my side, well melted in my mind, in my heart, never leaving.

It took some more transformations to convince my mind that there’s nothing else I needed to pursue but merely to sing songs appreciating what I had arrived yet.

The conviction became unshakable, firm and profound.

This absolutely quiet blissful dance of reality is my home, my nature and my love.

If I don’t talk about it: some dark elements come dancing for a while which are soon kicked out or flushed out.

I prefer talking about it. It’s reality. I see carcasses chasing dreams. I don’t think I want to pursuade them. In them also: I see the same dance of reality. Bliss. I think, feel, reflect, read and write about it: about reality. Reality which eludes Science and which is beyond human mind made itself known to me. It assumed my form by mingling well with me.

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Mystic union!

In the sacred chamber of heart,

The mystic union with,

The damsel who dances,

Shining brightly,

Took place,

A red drop met a white one,

Cool soothing flood of bliss,

Pervades,

It has flooded everything everywhere,

And consumed all the shivering of,

Existencial nightmare.

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Beauty!

Most beautiful is dancing light of grace. It’s scintillating light. It’s mysterious. It’s inside me and outside. It attracts my mind and delights my being. It’s cold bliss. It’s godhead. It’s without beginning or end spread all over the spacetime. It’s ceaseless dance of reality. It’s eternal. It’s limitless hence blissful. It’s making me blissful like itself. It’s making me a luminous being. This dance of light is what confers gnosis and philosophy is all about it. It is also known as Brahm. It’s resounding in my being as Omkara. These divine melodies are same as this scintillating light. It tastes as nectar of immortality which is also known as ambrosia. It’s what has filled every fibre of my body with cold bliss. It’s as if a flood of bliss has engulfed my body. This light has been the object of my research off late. It’s direct knowledge. Immediate without any agency. The vibration frequency of this light varies based on how intensely active it’s at any given time in my body. This light can be seen with my eyes which act as camera. It also enters via the third eye which is located at the junction between the eyebrows also known as pineal gland.

It’s beautiful without any form. Formless form being most exquisite is a paradox. It’s so because only that which makes you feel blissful is truly beautiful.

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Golden Hall!

Having tasted the ambrosia, The cold bliss welled up, It became more and more dense, From heart to arms to head to legs to toe It spread, It’s like body freezing with bliss, The mystic fire burns cold, This is the love of the graceful light in the golden hall, Only if it was my […]

Golden Hall!
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Darshan!

Darshan means to see It also means Philosophy The love of knowledge is grace of enlightenment, Only when this vision of direct knowledge dawns: you truly know. That’s how knowledge and Philosophy became synonymous with seeing. You don’t see what needs to be seen until the dawn of grace light.

Darshan!
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Flowering!

It has been flowering. I love the taste of this honey. It’s best medicine for the ailment of the existential nightmare. My being has become so full of bliss. The music of flute and jingling bells chime. Cold bliss wells up in my heart with occasional tears. It has enraptured my soul. The life seems perfect in interpreting the mystic dance. I don’t want to talk about anything else. I humbly watch the dance with awe and wonder. This mystic dancer has accepted my humble offerings unto its dancing feet.

It’s exquisite indeed. This dimension of perception reveals our purpose of being here. It’s to witness this divine dance of reality. It’s beyond life and death. Beyond happiness and unhappiness. It’s lasting peace and liberation.

Her feet are on ground but the body is spread all over!

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Omniscient dancer!

The blessed one. The Bhagwan. The God. The Godhead. The Absolute. Reality. All are the names of my mystic partner who is dancing right now before my very own eyes. It’s also dancing in my body. It tastes sweet in my mouth in form of ambrosia. It rings musical in my ears. It’s the highest good. It’s capable of performing all things. It’s omnipresent and omnipotent. It’s omniscient. It knows all but nobody knows it.

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Too late!

My boat has been sailing too long,

Alas! Far too long.

I have been floating on cosmic waters.

The shore hasn’t been reached!

Alas! The shore!

With every passing day: the yearning consumes me more!

With every drop of nectar,

Sweet sublime beauty,

The thirst becomes more.

My boat on cosmic waters,

Hasn’t reached the shore!

It’s already too late!

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A Book of Bliss!

Day and night,

I drink ambrosia,

Dripping from the bosom of the lady divine;

Who dances blissfully in my heart,

This golden dance is genuine experience known as enlightenment,

When it reveals itself,

The ego is subdued by the bliss,

It’s like reading a book of bliss forever!

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Mystic journey!

My significant other is

The mystic dancer,

It has no other!

It’s the only one.

It’s the blissful experience,

Agent; experiencing and its result,

It’s an eternal mystery.

Unresolved,

Ineffable,

Fathomless,

There’s nothing which transcends it.

Though it’s true;

I long for this human journey to end,

With greater and greater intensity,

Every passing day–

The mystical search ends

When the unique dancer

Reveals itself in your heart.

It’s then:

You taste delicious ambrosia.