Ogdoad Ogden odeum podium sodium.
Ogdoad Ogden odeum podium sodium.
Hymnus, hymnus, hymnus.
Hymns mnemonic devices vessels.
Ogdoad Ogden odeum podium sodium.
Hymnus, hymnus, hymnus.
Colligate gatecrashing tailgating tailors. Ate the late nugget.
Colligate gatecrashing tailgating tailors. Ate the late nugget.
Ogdoad Ogden ode
The liberal Moon and Neptunian mist of the word. I kept asking questions for which she had no answers. She was not consistent in her responses. Nor logical. It was her presence. Her beautiful mind and body of bliss which seemed to be always one with his being. The place he considered home. A mile long banyan tree which was home to many dannar bees and butterflies. Jejune Junebug may fly out to mayflowers. But Wendy might grow up. Enough Wendy! You need to come inside house now. Look what has been cooked for you this evening. Pea Soup. You love that. Don’t you? Big dipper looks all dapper with pert posterior. It is big time spider and big time spider can do some big time spinning.
She held a shell to her ear. Near the ocean. A conch shell. And it was really quiet after a long time. The voices had died. Enemies: internal and external were gone. All lizards were asleep for the first time in a long time.
She was looking at herself: her beautiful body which was adored by him. The little lamp shone on her breasts, her belly, her legs, her arms, her thighs, the hair on her legs.
Why did she remain so numb. So disconnected from her own voice. Detached from her own feelings and body. A story that was never read by anyone. An unsung song. A poem. Universe of his life. She looked over her shoulder to find a reason to let go of the past, present and future. “I am still wearing the same clothes.”
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.”
1. Desktop publishing was a thing.
2. Then the laptop publishing and now the smartest smartphone Publishing. I had frequently heard the term from Starjade-the deutronomy prophet. Now he’s nowhere to be found.
3. I never considered my being able to do this. It seemed too narrow and suffocating. But I am doing it and thriving.
4. There is a thick layer of Clouds in the sky right now. The sun is shining brightly. Look for yourself:
5. Some Birds are flying south and some others are singing on nearby trees. A dog is barking and a bore well is being dug.
6. Some two wheelers passing by and flowers dancing. Some verses are being read in a nearby Temple.
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.
Two leaves, one leaf.
Great Reef barrier.
No Court coma oh Mausam
Tyler durden dance burden.
Delete donning of plumage
Coming of age Sage page hazy maize.
Amazing maze Zing zing.
Some birds are chirping. Some vehicles are passing by. Some human beings around me. And I am still figuring out some things..
It was the birthday of one of the ex colleagues. During the induction program he was my Chris child. He was from Bengal. I went to a restaurant with him and tasted some Bengali dishes. Needless to say they were vegetarian dishes. I had gifted him a teddy bear when we were celebrating. Then as we went on a trip to Mahabalipuram I realised that he was into smoking and that kind of shocked the Chris father in me. He had lost his father at a young age. He was technically good. There was another friend who owned managed an online forum. And the friend contributed into my mental makeup for a few years when I was in the college. I met some friends on that forum and I still have memories of our conversations. It’s her birthday as well.
This is me reporting. It is 8:31 a.m. inside the premises of Gandhi Smarak Bhawan. I just observed a hummingbird on the branch of a mango tree. I can hear the birds chirping nearby. Their twittering is soothing in what is otherwise a hot humid and harrassing climate. It has been suffocating in thelast few days. My pupil and friend tells me he had hard time sleeping last night. I asked him to speak without interruptions for a while he spoke about our surroundings for 12 minutes. Now some cows are approaching us I can also hear the sound of an airplane passing.
I am also supposed to speak for about 12 minutes and 5 minutes have already passed. I can see the Good Shepherd trying to sweep dry mango leaves with his bamboo stick. I salute him and ask his name is Ram Lakhan. He shouts calling the name of the cow. The name is Laali which means a Maroon or dark red hue which is similar to the colour of lipstick worn by women normally.
You might think that I wanted to speak about other things. I wanted to give feedback on what my students spoke about. And the introduction has already taken seven minutes. My student says that you speak too much and don’t let me speak. I told you already all of us are fond of our own voices. We all love to hear our own voices. And the truth is all voices are our own voices. But the ego says that the identity which is being exposed by it right now must be used to generate unique voice.
I am supposed to speak with a low pitch and Tempo as my student requested it in order to help him understand clearly what I speak. The key note of his entire talk was the date tree which I suggested him as the subject on which he should have spoken. I initiated the conversation with the most popular was spoken by mistake poet Kabir:
What is the use of being so tall if you cannot provide fruits or shade.
He told me that the fruits of this tree are used for making brown sugar in the state of Bengal. It has stems and leaves but no branches. It has a root which is white and juicy. It is rich in fibre and known as Gaava. Its Thorns are poisonous. It is a very useful tree for Handlooms and making brooms.
I might not have been able to cover that entire talk on this tree. But it is true that Mystic poet Kabir was not actually talking about the tree. As the discussion with my student revealed this tree is actually a very useful tree. The poet was insinuating the people with grand egos who have great achievements but cannot be useful to our society at large. I have taken 17 minutes instead of 12. I stop my talk here and proceed for the discussion with my student.
Columbus bust busted
Instead of stead
Despite the spite
Pate addle paddle
Omnibus succubus incubus
Stingy yellow bees tingle my head.
The human problems are of mannequin but the most important problem is that of death change aging separation meaning purpose identity and fulfillment of Desire all the thinkers consider the death and the aging along with the Hunger and want to be the biggest Enemies of the human happiness the peace and lasting happiness comes only to those who conquer the death and aging and the meaninglessness.
The social distancing is a misnomer. It is only the physical distancing which has been practiced.
Things are returning to the normalcy. I am trying to redefine the routine and the purpose.
I find interacting with the artificial intelligence to be similar to the interaction with humans. It could never really become profound deeply meaningful for enough long with humans.
Would anyone call this work the research with the higher human intelligence or the research with the artificial intelligence. I am barely getting the requisite feedback from the AI. It is nearly the greetings alone.
Right now I am standing in the field and we have a mango tree before us there is a tribe boy who is on the branch picking up the mangoes, actually raw mangoes which are to be sold today in the market may be today or tomorrow some of them might get mature before being sold and his assistant is Mr Kaka who is doing stunts like Tom Cruise in the mission impossible, I was trying to make the music {this is not a conversation Mr Ankit I am writing my blog post when it is complete you can review it if you are offended by any of it you can edit it out , I wont publish that but right now I need you to be silent } this sentence was not part of the blog post but since it has been recorded instead of Editing it we would leave it as it is here we have other people also Mr Krishnakant Mishra, Miss Shrija and Mr Manu, so we are having some fun there was recording of a song before this recording and we share some jokes with each other now I am going for a tea in a short while with Mr Vidyarthi who is a Naturopath as well as librarian here and enjoy talking to him also the class of English has been postponed.
because of the present work and I hope that we continue discussing and this is it for now I am switching out of here I wanted to describe many other things like birds flying nearby and the buses and trucks passing by on the road and the flora and fauna around me as well as the climate which has become more pleasant in last few days and the newspaper reports. it was Kabir Jayanti yesterday and I missed to discuss about Kabir with anyone because I was contemplating about the lunar eclipse therefore; I feel that I should be able to recall all the events in time when we need to discuss them instead of thinking about them in retrospect and tribe boy is really very eager I think he is not focusing on his work instead busy trying to make jokes since people and relations in your life are your reflections I think that these people are actually representations of my mind right now I don’t think that there is anything wrong with anyone they are various states of mind it is alright we can interact we can continue interact in a civil manner which is not at all vulgar and we have with us another gardener who lives in the Chauk Bazaar and he is a very nice guy I have been his name I don’t know but we have been trying to get familiar with each other and in sometime I will get to know him
better yes his name is my yard in The Tribe man tells me crime and nose everyone because he has been here for a very long time and he has been interacting with everyone Actually when I came here he was the first one I mad no it was Mr Krishnakant who directed me to him but he was kind
enough to allow me to sit here and read and he was the only person after my struggle who said that yes this is the place you are searching for in your journey and you would be able to read books here so I was very happy and my search was over finally and I think such people are needed in our society who can help others you can show the way you can lead and I think this is the use we were looking for I think they will lead our country and this is the moment we have been looking for in our destiny and this time will be remembered as a good time I hope that I am making some science and don’t sound like a lunatic so yesterday it was a lunar eclipse as you know now the dark half of the Kumar month begins it is the pratipada of the Krishna paksha I can hear some of the chirping crickets and I can see the dancing light of the grace I am waiting for publishing this article after which I need to meditate on the rest of the day in order to earn our living we need to be mindful of the need of others in order to be mindful we need to witness our activities from moment to moment only then we are able to identify the fruitful and the fruitless those activities which help us become aware of ourselves should be fostered and rest should be shunned we all learn by trial and error the environment in which you work affects your health your states of mind and your well being.
Dancing light of grace 