Death – Dancing light of grace

Posted on October 17, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

Dictums

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.

Posted on October 14, 2020October 14, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

Morning Running!

1. 30 balls.

2. Class in morning was an assignment where I did very well.

3. The burst of tyre of tractor.

4. Discussion about miscellaneous topics in library.

5. Kapil defines life and death in the third canto of Bhagvata thusly:

When the causal body is not working in sync with the gross body: it’s death.

When the causal body is working in sync with the gross body: it’s life.

The definition is succinct and clear in the scheme of three bodies: gross, subtle and the causal.

Gross is your body: made of various organs: skin, head, hands, legs, face, feet etcetera. Subtle: your thoughts. Causal: dancing light of grace which is synonymous with unstruck sound.

It means: unless you pay attention to the causal body: your consciousness becomes localised in ego structures, which results in the death or life force becoming weaker, whereas : gross body working in sync with the subtle body means that life force increases.

I might be able to read Garuna Purana in library after a few days.

Posted on October 10, 2020October 16, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

Death is dead!

1. It’s a strange place I have reached. Whereas the most abstruse of spiritual and political topics seem like back of my left hand: my everyday life is a life of dire poverty. My net worth is three hundred and twenty rupees and I am waiting to receive my due fees from three parties.

2. World Food Programme received Nobel Peace Prize: though they are as rigged as Cricket Matches : I am happy that some charity does happen on their behalf : and since I spend some time everyday-playing Free Rice game: I feel like I deserve some rice when I eat it. Not because what I have donated recently is enough to feed many children: it’s a meagre one kilogram : but I am extremely popular. Despite being hidden. Despite being a blogger who has only hundred followers who were not bought by liking in return or by using flattery: I did wait for the count to reach to 100 from 90. By then, all previous ailments, which are merely memories were dropped. Blogger’s World survived but didn’t thrive. A Blogger blog which had utmost honest accounts of how Corona originated (it originated when I was enjoying the Chinese porn): survived. I am happy for World Food Programme. I do need some institution or organization which really does what it says.

3. Maria Mata Convent High School doesn’t. Its T is italicized. Mafos. Logos. All the same. Red Cross? I don’t know. I was a star advertiser : then I was not eligible as a teacher. I was eligible to be butchered collectively in another school: Sanskar Public. The main problem is: I don’t understand why such a prestigious institution encroached such a big amount of public land on a road. Secondly: the same was done by Choubey Nursing Home. And after many months of news reports in 2018 : nothing ever happened. Voices are suppressed : efficiently. I would give you an offer you won’t be able to resist. Marlon Brando/Al Pacino/Robert De Nero? It doesn’t matter. You’re a Warner Bros: stay mum. Anand Hero? Yarmulke? It’s time to shine. Put a drunk man near collector bungalow. What is news? Even collector bungalow encroached public road. Do you have courage to bulldozer that land? Or is it only poor people like me?

4. Sampat had problems with my cleaning the field. My neighbors had bigger problems. And why? Because it’s always a problem. Sampat didn’t know that her name means what her grandchild’s name meant: “vaibhav” : opulence. It was the same name which was inserted into me when I was dying after having my heart stopped. Satyam was present in two such episodes with me. Galla Mandi: Ganesh: and then playing the ball in the academy. Jai Tripathi called it out like the child who saw emperor’s clothes: is it a bhoot bungalow sir? Sampat only had a colony of ghosts in her house. She was rude then and even more rude in parting. She was the second lady after the secretary of Gandhi Smarak Nidhi who employed me: but they were never as clear as I was: they mixed money with cleavage while I wanted them to keep them distinct. I was supposed to be paid for my honest labours. The kids I taught didn’t let me teach. They were mostly nuisance makers. I did my best but in the end: you are not being paid because we had to spend time preparing tea for you. You know what: I had five ghosts in my house: they channeled countless ghosts and you’re not new. Maybe you’re more connected to elite of the town: being a Chaturvedi and all. Who is Bhajju Goswami? Is he same as Gyanesh Or is he a different version. He was more of a friend and we did play chess but he disappeared.

5. It has been six months. I was beaten by a black commando and police. Why? Because I was walking towards a library. I was composing with a slut who thought she was a goddess. I was commenting on heir apparent winking at cheat apparent. The policeman didn’t know where Gandhi Smarak Bhavan is and yet had a right to beat me. Isn’t it logical that since that beating didn’t change the disease and didn’t control the community spread and the Maximilian Muhammad farci: all draconid constellation rulers be soon brought to justice? Will it make me happy that same treatment is given to president, prime minister, or all goons? Will it make me happy that all traces of this civilization disappear for good? I really don’t know the root cause. What can I say? I see beggars vying for attention all around me.

6. What did I learn this year? It’s Autumn. Now deciduous trees mean something else: they don’t make me recall whores. They merely tell me that I have sacrificed myself as many times for the Truth as the leaves falling from trees. I see crows, pigeons, mules, bulls, pigs, dogs and humans: they all have a different meaning to me. This was the greatest year ever!

7. I still long to see thousand hooded serpent. Giant lizards. Aliens. Grays. Sirians. Vulcans. Orions. Etcetera. Where are my countless clones? Exact replicas with whom I may spend time without noise? How long do I need to serve logos before I am rewarded with a noise proof room where I have perfect control for as long as I need it. If no such thing exists: logos is powerless and fake.

8. Where are gods and goddesses with thousands of heads. Not the mystical version of people cooperation. No. If you rattle psyche of children for aeons : by telling them stories about them: you should show something real. Instead: you invent new ways of torture:

9. Celibacy. Sexuality. Marriage. Ethics. Parents. Police. Neighborhood. Shamans. State. Taxes. Outcastes. Incomplete education. Sleep deprivation. Malnutrition. Adulteration of food. Using electricity, internet and other wiring to adulterate music of spheres. And add goons, maafia as well as Mahajan to that: if everyone is indebted to some greater Lord: why do I need to bear the cross everytime?

10. Advertisement carry more knowledge than news reports. Imagination is more powerful than knowledge. I was a slave. Then I thought I was free. Then I was initiated by another Inder who imposed some impossible to fulfill conditions like a diary: what a fake institution. Then: back to Nayanmars who claimed perfect enlightenment merely by chanting omamashivaay. Here precedence was given to rudraksha bearers by primeval Lord? What’s so special about a tree, stone, hair, bones, DNA? Anki and Anlil.

11. Amitabh. Western Buddha verse. Piyusha Patel: only person who asked me earnest philosophical questions in the last year. Only a few meetings. Mere confirmation that I hadn’t forgotten the names and teachings: Jiddu, UG, Eckhart, Nisargadatt, Buddha, Padmasambhava, Nanaka, Rama, Vaasudev, Vyasa, Ramananda, Muhammad, Moses, Ramalinga, Patanjali and Gandhi. Foundation course: Shriram Sharma. Osho. Kripaluji. Satya Sai Baba. Baba Ramdev. I wondered if Asharam, Ram Rahim and Rampal etc were merely adept actors or something of order of solitary confinement did happen to me. I was deprived of sleep, food and given shock treatment by gray aliens in the darkest nights. Let it be known to all who read: Death is dead. Covid is dead. Dick Laurent is dead.

Posted on July 16, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

The Palace!

Demur murmur murex codex The Emperor’s palace stands upon the crest of a mountain Index incert dexterity. If I had to live in that palace I would never learn the way about. The crystal structure of the word of mouth is watering hole in the last few days. If I knew the way about it I would never get lost in the first place.

Posted on July 8, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

What do you do?

The doctors would put needless needles into your stomach if you keep playing with its teeth: I said to Tara who was blithe with a blue ball cuddling a puppy . Battery of phone was dying as I was taking some pictures of clouds scattered around me . They were planting trees after having planted their pictures in the daily newspaper of tomorrow. Mahatma was smiling in big glasses with a garland. Why would I try to impress anyone with my immortality or absolute certainty. I kept walking. Life is happening. A kid is breathing cricket and another building blocks with bricks: I see no difference. You’re hurt? She asked. I kept wondering if I should answer her questions. It was an exercise in vain. But since I had to do something- anything-as the Twilight was approaching. I told her that I was feeling comfortable. Much better than how I was feeling in noon. What do you do? What do you mean! I am not new here. You know what I do. I do nothing. I undo everything. Death is my name. What do you do?

Posted on June 21, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

Enter The Dragon!

1. Sun, Moon and its North node conjoined in the fourth quarter of Orion–Mrigshira to make this occultation possible. Six retrograde planets along with Naaga Karana, Ganda Yoga and international Yoga Day. Ganda means garland.

2. World Music Day. Father’s day. I don’t know how many times mother’s and father’s day is celebrated every year.

3. It’s quiet here. I had a conversation with a retired teacher in his seventies.

4. Birds are chirping around me. Vehicles passing nearby. Sun is playing hide and seek in the clouds.

5. I need to take a class after a while. The stadium was closed again. The local admins seem to be acting on whim. Extraordinary times. Prime Minister Modi didn’t even utter a single word criticizing the violence in the JNU campus earlier this year. How can he use ideals of Gandhi while talking about “cleanliness is godliness?”

6. The owner of the mobile company running this country from behind the screens openly tweeted against a celebrity. Was it genuine? I don’t know. But he could have told his employee silently about firing him. Why use rhetoric and create ado?

7. I am not popular. That’s the only reason I am able to write for now. I was beaten by the police on April 11 for seemingly nonsense reasons.

8. Stadium might be open or close. Nobody would talk about Euthanasia. Draconian rule was the “golden age promised in the twenty first century.”

Posted on June 17, 2020June 17, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

Morning News Wednesday@₹₹@

Here’s a song for you… Thodi Thodi Piya Karo by Pankaj Udhas
https://open.spotify.com/track/6Fl2AtjiFwJKU17GKyZfru?si=Av6cUuyMQYKLzSxlqtGn_Q

Question 1. What is patriotism?

Answer 1. Patriotism is willing to die for foolish reasons. Source: bertrand Russell

Hi we are back at patriotism. Elections are approaching and Corona alone might not be enough. My nani that is my maternal grandmother abused China by using the word Harami yesterday. Was she justified in doing so ? That is for you to ponder. Harami means one who is bastard.

Stadium is still closed for me. The climate is soothing. Birds are twittering and flowers dancing. Ants are as usual busy searching their food. This I suppose is the end of the news. Patriotism. Virus outbreak uncontrollable. Documentation and more documentation.

1 guy in Bareilly Uttar Pradesh committed suicide in the fashion the popular celebrity Sushant Singh Rajput had committed because he was sad that the celebrity had committed suicide. The cult develops around Sushant Singh Rajput who commits suicide in his name you should not be surprised. The Mysterious case is being scrutinized by the entire country. And you clearly know the culprit won’t be found. I hope you will help raise awareness for Euthanasia.

Wine is costlier in Uttar Pradesh beginning today. That is a sad news.

This post might be considered a tribute to Ravish Kumar. But it really is not.

Posted on May 28, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

Newsfeed

1. Good News: Japan and New Zealand have conquered Corona. They are however reluctant to share the formula with the rest.

2. Aaj Tak showed 92 news bytes in its super fast 100 at morning 7:00.

3. The number of people dead due to Corona was reported to be 170 yesterday and today. What are the odds? God of death abides by some rules. It would have been better if 172 or 163 people died yesterday.

4. I am waiting for stadium to open in my city. Heat wave. Police sirens. Ailing depressed youth. Crying daily wage earners. Gloomy future. Japanese and American are working and my countrymen being poor are left in the dark. I will compare. Aren’t we humans too.

Posted on May 26, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

Operation Enduring Boredom Ad Nauseum Ad Infinitum Adversion Animadversion!!!!!!!!

1. I am planning on returning to Blogger. Or blogging simultaneously on blogger and WordPress.

2. Deathly hallows has USA on top. You can’t say that less number of people died here in India because of lack of testing. Testing is only identification and mortality in case of Vivid virus is related to immunity.

3. If you blame it on lack of lockdown in USA you know what you’re in for in India. Hunger games. People were hoping it won’t spread in Summer. It has defied their reasoning. It’s only a matter of time before vaccine arrives. Men can tolerate anything but the succession of ordinary days.

4. India’s economy is definitely in the negative with loans overhead increasing and once we come to track after vaccination it would be back on track miraculously as in Hindi movies. Or in Anglican Hollywood movies like It’s a wonderful life indeed isn’t it?

5. Laugh and world laughs…I neither laugh nor cry and it’s not even figuring out about the next meal or the meaning of life. As told before I have thrived beyond my wildest expectations and it is likely to be so in days to come. I am not sure what shape the world is going to take tomorrow or if it will be there but I am here and I will remain.

Posted on May 26, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

Identity

I talked to the water. It’s quiet. The birds are singing and humming. If only I had discovered this freedom before. Carrying the current in my pockets with wisdom of the yore.

The kittens in the kitchen. And the statue in the pond. It’s as normal as it gets. Nothing extraordinary.

The burning bush was reflecting in the pond as I looked at the lake from the penthouse. Then it was everywhere. It was always present or always present after the year two thousand and three. It was a matter of recognition. Highlighting the obvious background harmony.

Bells still ring in the nearby temple. I was dehydrated and starving when I last Sat here in search of the mystic peace. Now it’s not about the law or about the people. It’s about the pure body of bliss and gnosis.

I love reading myself more than anyone else. I love the sound of my own voice. I love everything about myself and I am not talking about essence or ranking. I am talking about my everyday reality. This moment and being.

Posted on May 25, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace

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1. As soon as the count of cases reaches to 10, the area would become a red zone. One less. All business was needed stadium is as close as ever.

2. Having spent 1000 rupees at Dr. Dileep Tripathi clinic just a few days ago my mother is again feverish.

3. Younger sibling has vomitted a record 5 times within last 30 days. Two of them was inside the room. He couldn’t even manage to reach out to the bathroom.

4. This is 46 degree centigrade here. I absolutely detest such high temperature and can’t really compose poetry. I am fed up of Corona virus pandemic which is a charade by illuminati. Unforeseen unprecedented. I am waiting for the zombie apocalypse. I have thrived all emergencies. I am already beyond death.

5. The image was taken this noon.

6. I have many plans about experiments with space time and am looking for Starjade-the deutronomy prophet online who was a regular interlocutor in the last decade. If any of you by any chance comes across this person kindly let me know via email or comments.

Posted on May 23, 2020May 23, 2020 by dancinglightofgrace