1. For no bitter history. The network engineer’s instagram handle becomes invisible for me. This note is to keep memory. Maybe she would be back maybe not. The WordPress site is still there if you need to read that NaPoWrMo post or Point Zero.
2. After Nandita and others it’s for the first time that network engineer has become invisible for me. I merely made three comments on two posts. I don’t consider myself to be the cause. Direct or indirect.
1. He was one of the genuine trolls belonging to the league who somehow became inimical to me for no reason: as much as to write verses which described hellfire. It was a long ago. Hackers. Blackmailing kabbalistic league.
2. I hardly have energy left for any recording. Hero has his nameplate and company pasted on his bike.
3. Ashutosh Thakur was back with same story. No variation. I was obliged to take him to the librarian.
4. For this guy interpreted Quaran to mean to ‘read,’ : eyes are placed above ears in head: only one book: But what about the grace on top of the skull: then all organs are blissful gateways to eternity. Void upon void.
5. I was assembling books in Vrindavan where I tried to create a library for everyone’s advantage. It clearly meant that I was reading even before trolls and company started complaining about reading.
6. And among other things: he wrote a post about disputed lands. Every peace of land here is disputed: which whore bought which one is immaterial to me beyond a means of everyday behaviour.
7. Gandhi Smarak Bhavan has at least four chains of commands: they all finally merge into Congress party.
8. One chain is that of Harijana Sevak Sangh. They looked down upon me more than bramhins looked down upon Harijana in the history of mankind. Ambedkar would have cried looking at them and Gandhi as well. All of them are opportunists.
9. Other chain is that of municipal corporation: Harijana Sevak Sangh plus Satyashodhan is associated with it as they all come under it. For a long time: the librarian kept feeding me with worries about them using the complex as parking space for their vehicles. Now: there’s no conflict between those two.
10. The naturopathy group is small and at odds with the trust it seems but internally they are all one. My only objective was to read books and then I was given the task of bookkeeping by the librarian. It was a volunteer activity without any payment. Whatever tuitions I have been allowed to take created mostly enough energy to keep me on the ventilator : never enough.
11. Thus: with four or five chains of command: plus there being a hidden, unspoken sphere of socio-political activities in which clairvoyants, shamans, tantrikis as well as farmers and aboriginal people work together: the centre is constant flux.
12. I scored well on jams. Why are these people agitated? I played three in morning.
13. I had a nice sleeping session in the afternoon before I woke up. I was late to stadium. I bowled only ten times with a new Mark ball bought from Chetan Sports and Science gallery.
14. Imitating must be the best of compliment. I found a couple mocking me by imitating my subroutine.
1. 11533: my rankings on jam despite only few people being present. Sudip C might be the one from Hall of Fame. I should check the status in the hall now.
2. I was tired but kept reading. Utensils have piled. I need to wash at least fifteen of them by tomorrow. The pull-ups were the point at which the caretaker of stadium asked us to not hang on basketball pipes. Piyush did it first when I was talking about the conjunction of causal and gross body bringing harmony in mind as well. It’s the secret of 1 and 3 or the thirteenth dimension: consider the gross body which you have right now to be the number one or consider it to be the causal body. Now consider the most subtle body of gnosis or the dancing light of grace or Cosmic Microwave Background or the visual snow: between these two: the bridge is musical pranav or subtle body or nameless name. When the first and the third work together: it’s life or birth. When they don’t work in harmony with each other: it’s death or sleep or swoon.
3. The convulsions or fainting or fever are the signs of death. The fear is sign of death. Fearlessness is given by harmonious interaction of first and the third. Death has to be practiced on a daily basis like life: it’s like losing your ball or balls or bat or bats or tool or tools or privileges or friends or family or relatives or courage. There may be a hundred examples. Death is change: change is flux. Life and death are continuum. You’re immortal: free from death, decay or aging.
Reference: Third Canto of Bhagvata: Siddheshwar Kapil Maharshi.
4. I narrated the handpump events to him. Couple of them: one near Excellence school VIP gate and the other near Boodha village. Atma Pariyojna. This was one of the miracles which confirmed the Tibetan Book of Dead (living and dying)
5. Dadhichi who gave his (bones) body for Indra’s army, when they needed to kill the demon Vrittasura: was an epitome of sacrifice for a good cause. He was reluctant. They convinced him. He was calm and didn’t even know when his body fell. You take your whole environment with you: therefore you never perceive the changes in the dimension. That’s why death and time which take form of diseases like Corona keep frightening you. What are you afraid of when you are everything.
How many deaths does it take to dream? —-Aakriti Kuntal.
The death of which the world is afraid is the cause of greatest of complete bliss in my mind: Kabir the mystic poet.
Die oh Yogi die : death is sweet. Die the way Gorakh the stubborn dies.
Dancing light of grace 