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Cosmic central Sun…alignment to Shishumara begins!

1. Julian day: 2459176. 7. Venus. Seth.

2. 22.11.2020: symmetry. Beauty of numbers.

3. Uranus rules the day. Quirk. South node of Moon which is placed in Aquarius is placed in the sign of Scorpion. The root comes out to be 2053 or 28 or 10: Sefer Yetzirah. Binary. The first order triggers a time travel event in the year 2053 to reach me in this day. It means I am likely to meet a future version of mine today. It’s a bit far fetched fiction: yet, I am sure about already having done time travel experiments in 2018 and then again. Today: people try to thwart that effect of time travel by the emperor in 2053. Sadly: all technology is in hands of the first order only.

4. Look at the series of build-up on helicopter event. It also means dragonfly. This point is merely an acknowledgement. I took dimensions. Police guarded the stadium. No politician came. The PWD department did the job during elections. Today: I see home minister visiting Tamilnadu. Yesterday evening: the guy on momos shop was ultra glad talking about someone buying a helicopter. Now: it might be a helicopter I saw yesterday morning on roof. I can’t be sure. It’s second such route after Prime Minister’s visit. Who else connects the dots but the most high.

5. Simha. Sunday. Cosmic central Sun.

PS: for all practical purposes: this post is a masterpiece of fiction.

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Who Has Seen The Wind?

1. It’s no nonsense: a traffic police guy carrying a black pipe was standing near Chhatrasal’s Horse: maybe because of the Friday market. It was an easy passage inside the street which leads to Gandhi Smarak Bhavan. Usually there are so many unemployed labourers that the passage is blocked. I saw and saluted the librarian who was wearing a mask today. Then I saw one gentleman who I thought would pass silently as he was on a bike but drew my attention and we greeted eachother. Since he’s a rich guy and he once reported of couple of deaths which were not reported later on in the newspapers: I really wonder if I am getting undue attention. Society and people are strange. It works on strange and complex principles.

2. In the class: there was no power. A battery driven lamp helped me play vocabulary jams as he was writing. His parents are careless. They couldn’t buy a new notebook for him in the last four days though he needs it. Perhaps they have no money. The room is stuffed with things and he has no notebook. I merely keep correcting his Bundelkhandi to standard Hindi : he spits on my face as he speaks and hangs too close near chair. I was smarter when I was seven.

3. The guy who was in the batch junior to mine in Maria Mata Convent High School : seemed like he was approaching me. Then he dropped a cigarette pack as he was looking for something in his left pocket. I really don’t know if it was an insinuation or a sign of nervousness. Maybe he works for the secret police. He walks with a slight bend in his spine and looks dull though his demeanor suggests that he’s a nice guy. I saw a police car standing outside the clinic just before the Gandhi Smarak Bhavan. As bespectacled guy had vicariously saluted me because he wanted me to salute when on bike with his son: or so I thought: similarly the man said something about new arrangement to the man in the police car. It’s mostly weekdays and timings and my neurosis which leads to strange stories. Then I saw her in a strange place. I had masonic Pulav for which I only have respect as it energizes me and reminds me to keep working on Free Rice: for I don’t know any other means to help alleviate the hunger of others.

4. The center of the stadium has an “H” made with white powder. There’s a circle around it. A booth nearby and entire thing covered with another circle of rods which are there since three to four days. It’s related to elections but the sign looks more like a crop circle and the booth seems to represent a scenario like Phone Booth. I could bowl 50 times. It was easy. Mainly the pitch.

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The Day!

1. Logic comes to my rescue at times. Though it also hides the higher intelligence.

2. Counting, reading, writing, running, balancing, mindfulness, humility, modesty. They’re all treasures : until they’re not. If you master a skill you should also count the dependencies. Electricity, water, space, hygiene and availability of good food are basic constraints for those living in cities and towns.

3. Earnest salutations and business can’t go hand-in-hand in case of individuals. In case of macrocosm : anything and everything can happen. What did he mean when he said: I will play the game with balls for eons and eons: it meant something to him. No publication is allowed without a certain authorization. Whatever reached you was the best of the information available for you at that time.

4. Skill creates news. Rest is same. In love. In point zero. In sunn you sharpen the sword of knowledge for the journey ahead.

5. I received a training in impromptu speech today. The fundamental rests in noname files: I have been through it very many times. I would have mastered it if I was given a script to read. Then : there wouldn’t have been loss of accountability. Hence listeners and viewers. Shrauts and smarts. Kevin Spacey in the usual suspects. The jokes and teasing shouldn’t hurt. It’s not out of Truth but : infinite inexhaustible energy does appear to be limited in certain locks, books, constructions or ego structures.