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Look at my wealth and be jealous of it!

1. The milk packet slipped out of my hands. Twenty rupees wasted.

2. I went to ask about another mantra writing booklet: the neighbor was taking his lunch. His mom was reluctant but I needed only a minute. I could have asked on WhatsApp but I think I needed to talk face to face.

3. I bought a white ball: I have four precious gems from the Vallalar. Now I need to buy a tennis ball which would let me practice running. Balling practice is one of the best ways to do short running spells without losing your breath. It doesn’t work in a Cricket match but if you can ball with a run-up against a wall: you can practice for many hours and sweat the flab out.

4. Today the academy team brought turf on the stadium ground. They wanted to practice on a bigger ground. Sun was shining brightly as I kept walking towards my work.

5. The timings for the college guy are always inconstant. The prime reason is: he wakes up late. I need to exercise more discipline. Economic consultation leads no where. People who don’t earn at least above poverty line income shouldn’t aspire to have a bank account or permanent account. Ironically: government is built up on showing charitable deeds done to people like these. People like me who were exploited by their own relatives in a most subtle way for many decades are not subject to any government benefits. Despite being well qualified to teach the subjects in which we have expertise we need to prove some other kind of expertise for feeding ourselves. To walk on a road, to have breakfast, to play in a ground, to work in a office, to watch movies, to enjoy yourself: you need six to seven different types of referral codes. It’s not enough to be a human being. It’s not enough to be yourself. I was the first one to get Aadhar linked to sim cards and all it did was to give them the right to spy. It doesn’t matter how much money is spent on espionage and weapons: the fees paid by students is always four hundred rupees. And it’s because they are also barely supporting themselves. Most of the tuitions I taught barely fetch enough to feed myself. This all when I was given a free pass by people around me to live as I pleased. Ghouls in the guise of human beings who lie through teeth. Who repeatedly sacrificed me. I was not allowed to leave. All students that came in the last few years wanted to dominate me. As if they knew better. Most of them could scarcely read or write but instead of relying on the basics they were hell bent on doing something else. The only school I took classes on could not pay me because it had strange condition of paying only via cheque. Here: day after day: the same things cost more. The samose on Gopal samosa agency besides court cost seven rupees per pair.

6. Generosity is considered to be foolishness. Rotten codes are repeated ad nauseum. Such is the law and Dharma. The time when I had work and income which was in the middle class : I longed for the carefree life like this because to be constantly worried about possessions is to not sleep soundly. Now: I think somehow magically I would learn materialization. I would not need to work hard to gain money. Even a smallest coin keeps your consciousness engaged. Those who possess vast amounts of wealth can’t really live carefree.

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Didgeridooit

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Tenet

1. This was a pleasant day. It might seem odd: as I have plenty of money to feed myself for next ten days: my students who once used to dominate me seem to have disappeared. Their reasons might have a basis in reality but all of them needed a place when I was weakest. Still waiting for recovery of all funds. Rupees hundred bonus.

2. Today’s game was top notch except a few shots hit on my loose balls. I didn’t expect this much of advancement but again: contacts have a tendency to proliferation : exponential like infamy. I was constantly worried about the safety of the smartphone because if it’s not there : music disappears and then I am again face to face with hounds who neither let you live nor let you die. Music was the greatest protection but in the innermost core such rotten fungus was found that I could never meditate for as long as it was needed. Such is the path of vegetarians. Path of people who have been conditioned to exercise purity of speech, conditioned to abstain from alcohol, drugs and meat. Conditioned to be original and studious. It’s a constant war and I haven’t seen the twilight zone bird since many days. I have reached some of the goals : like finishing the writing of the mantras in the first book(almost) and reaching 55000 grains(almost) on Free Rice, which amounts to one kilogram of rice donated on behalf of the United Nations World Food Programme Free Rice. On Vocabulary jam my performance has been improving but to gain the hall of fame like I did in the year 2017 is impossible because of the constraints. To be able to do any transactions online you either need good friends with bank accounts which means dependencies or PAN card which needs money. To be able to afford normal things would take at least ten years of systematic hard work whereas I don’t project more than ten days at once.

3. That police van isn’t back here means something. What it means is up to official interpreters for no matter what I assume : it would be contradicted: therefore I rely only on observations. There are no absolute authorities in rotary clubs. People who have enough money to spend can paste their banners on billboards. Today I saw one jeep which had “Bharat Sarkar” written on it. Usually it’s a designated driver as advertisement of government but today it was a vehicle with four or five people inside it.

4. Desires don’t know fulfilment. I am absolutely certain about it. Perhaps wish fulfilment happens in some heavenly dimensions where I have never been to. Here: stadium is available to me for a few hours of practice after a year without any guarantee. Same with the room I live in, the benches (dirty surroundings) I sit on. This is the civilization I lived in the last ten years. There is flux as Buddhism teaches about. It’s certain. The change is the only measurement of time. After having died and having become convinced of dreams and suggestions : though I need not be worried about what comes next : I still don’t know who really was an adept. Whether eight armed gods and goddesses and giant snakes in oceans exist or not. It’s a mystery.

5. It’s a good note. Waiting for the tenet.

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

I just raised 53000 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. Police van was absent from the stadium. I walked a few rounds and asked a man whether he practiced holding breath. He said he could hold it for a minute. He was practicing alternate nostril breathing on the Western side of pavilion near police quarters. It’s for the first time in a long time that police van was absent. It has been about a month since stadium reopened. Footballers, cricketers, runners and Walker’s along with badminton players and yoga practitioners gather for a while and eat samose or pohe before dispersing again. Sun has been harsh in the last few days.

2. I practiced catching with the plastic ball and walked in the academy ground. Here many students of Cricket were practicing to catch the ball. I see plenty of garbage but no drive in people to cleanse it. If I spend my time and energy in doing this: I gain nothing because I am deprived of the energy to teach the classes efficiently. I haven’t seen municipal corporation work in this ground even once in the last one month. It’s not up to me to take initiative and struggle at every place making sacrifices. No change whatsoever was observed in my neighborhood after having worked painstakingly for cleansing the grounds. Rather I was met with resistance and once I started playing Cricket some people got too jealous. I only have as much of energy in the timespace as is needed for my everyday jobs. I need to prioritize and save energy in all forms for longevity. I don’t need to watch miracles which leave me on mercy of hounds.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.