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Contraction in Spacetime!

1. It was drizzling. Absolutely quiet as I was walking. And though I have been accusing myself of being lazy: an actual contraction of spacetime was taking place. I was like a character in your favourite science fiction movie. Ramalinga had no time for the material aspects or the renderings haven’t survived to see the light of the day. The gradual contraction and the expansion of the spacetime had to do with the sun rays in the southern and northern hemisphere of Earth. I would have stopped to work on the details and received the Nobel prize in Physics if it survived by the time but I am in a kind of a hurry to merge into the dancing light of the Grace so I will pass on it. Because there are things I must do before I am done with this world.

2. A birdie came in search of food and a Kingfisher was trilling. I am counting my blessings and peace has been profound in last few moments. That is, until I remembered my favourite Science Fiction movies.

3. Although it is one life dancing inside and outside me and acceptance of it removes the material or spiritual sides; the one clarity that peace is the destination is not available in one which is so designed as to be always utilitarian. You show that peace or silence and people ask: of what use is peace or bliss? Will it give me the sustenance? Will it give me the exemption from diseases? The point they miss is: even if you have Security, Immunity from diseases, longevity: they’re of no use unless you are at peace with yourself. And it’s also true: no man is called peaceful unless he takes his peace to grave for change is inevitable. So, while the tests are the same, the knowledge of peace is the one that is chosen.

4. I showed them the portraits of great personalities on the walls of the library room. They had asked me to take a class on general knowledge though it was the Mathematics period. They were not able to retain the facts. They play pubg and fire of light but don’t know the name of the president. I don’t hold it against them as lack of national spirit but rather as an exercise for memory. I had a nice time talking to them and I hope they had a nice time talking to me as well. I read an Ekanki: one episode drama written by Jagadish Chandra Mathur : it was in my syllabus and now as I recalled the funny punches from it : my student was bursting out with laughter too. I was amazed by the way it was written and no new creations of type had come into my notice in the language. I was thinking about the security of the signals based on fibre optic cable network in the rainy season as I had a hard time accessing the server. I saw the guys who were laying cable and looking for basic facilities like a gas cylinder and wheat flour as they were going to stay here for a while. I asked them if they had enough things for their use and they told me they had.

4. The ginger in tea was making my liver sulk but it was the necessity of the climate. Being mindful is easy sometimes. Easier than others. I am for this and against that. The discrimination based on the race is still prevalent. Puritans. Equanimity.

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Mystery

I saw an ant. The ant was looking for an easy meal. After having finished the tea with snacks: I went for a walk. The scenery was breathtaking today. The weather has been kind of kind in the last few days. I finished reading the book last night. Dark groves behind the shade. Dark black clouds all around: it was more than I ever needed: the most deeply engrossing Beauty. Is this, the thing I had been walking towards all my life? Noise is not my voice– said that blackbird. I wanted this journey to end. There was talk of infinity and freewill but you are always forced to chose and when you are trudging: you are bound to walk with either resistance or with acceptance. I was never scared of the woods– said that little bird. Everything is food in some way or the other. And I am always hungry for more. No one will ever take this away from me. I am. World is. Knowledge is merely deconstruction of delusion. It is not impossible to find out what is true. Nothing is true for nothing is false. A poet is looking for a blissful balance and an utilitarian is looking for useful things. A bird is looking for its home. It’s sitting on its eggs. Hoping for all the eternity. I wonder if we multiplied like cell division: would it have made life look like rainbows. The gestation period is gruesome in humans to say the least and yet most women are subject to it. We are mostly out of shape and add deformation after conception of it. “I’ll let you know when I have a child,” the girl said. Logistics requires logic. I walk the empty walk and sometimes I punish myself for having been born. But who punished me to be bound in this cage called body? You are the one who suffers for making a choice. It’s a mystery. If you don’t choose: choice is made for you and if you choose you think you were responsible. It was always a closed contained game with limited choices. The story says: choice leads to choose. It’s a mystery. I’ve made all the possible choices in my life.

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Events

A stench of carrion enters my nostrils. It rises up from the depths, and the thick fog of the Seine, which has been swirled up by the mistral, mingles with it. A murder of crows has been feasting on the dead body of the piglet. The wolf, which is still in the den, moves his tail up and down as he dreams. pics around that place tell you there were no pigs in the vicinity. It is during the night that he frequents this dark forest, which is a rest for him, for he has no other place to sleep.

What do you want to ask? Oh, I’ve come to ask you about that beautiful castle. The Mad man was smoking a cigarette wearing a cap it was not yaar Mulk and he was standing under the Statue of Dr Ambedkar. How can you explain that the rich have got richer and the poor have got poorer? It was drizzling all along the way and the dog stopped me on my way to that shade near the petrol pump where am I have my snacks and tea before I return to home on my morning walk. As strange as it might seem: the dog wouldn’t have been encouraged to look into my eyes unless there were its owners nearby: I was engrossed by deep place of dancing light is this brown dog came right before me. On my way back I had a bamboo shaft in my hand but the dog was gone. Then I saw an old man with a stick moving slowly.

A strangeThing happened yesterday. I was thinking about my footsteps 2 years ago. A dog was attacking a pig and be spectacled boy was intently watching it. Yesterday there was a guy who was unable to move through a street because some dogs were barking. And today I was stopped by a dog on my way to tea stall. It is Naga Panchami a festival celebrated by Hindus in which they worship Nagada as Nagas represent the life force in nature. It is also the birth day of Kalki Avatar of Lord Vishnu. The third Death was reported in this city due to the Corona pandemic yesterday. Now the rate of the deaths in the world is highest as it was 3 months ago. Yesterday I wrote Amla in one of the nodes and today one lady died who had the same name at any age of 101 years. You have heard about the death note anime series which was my favourite for a while but 820 train synchronicities have nothing to do with that anime series. I am sure about that.

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Dual, Moveable and Fixed

It was July the thirteenth. He got their team an exemption from the Dovetail exams. He didn’t understand why they were supposed to take tests for their skills while they were busy with the work. He thought they would be grateful as he had no understanding of the pyramid. He was a simpleton. They were soon digging his grave gracefully with ginger garlic breads, ginseng senger, gingerly surly curlicues, lyrically, calculably, unmistakably. Verily verily I say unto thee: the guy was an oaf and used to take oaths in vain.

The members of the Janam society could be considered wise and wonderful, but they had their faults and prejudices and they were not at all forgiving.

Janam Kundalini: prediction for your time. Advertisement. What is the director between a bull and a Ra m?

Eighteen years have passed since then and I am still waiting for the first line. A bull has a stable nature. It’s practical. It works hard and shit is a great deal. It goes gaga over gung-ho. When enraged zed eyes mingling jing blingbotsslingshotspotsupshots.

When a dog is pissed, it looks pathetic.

It’s true. A bull you might have seen around the stock market and another in Hindu puranas: the first one is an Artha entity and the second a Dharma figure often replaced by cow.

When a dog is pissed, it’s fiercer than a bull.

It’s true. A Ram is a moveable fire. A leader. An army chief. It’s the moveable nature which makes it wander whereas the Leo being the ruler of the jungle tends to stay at one place. It hates to be controlled by people but loves to control. A Centaur being dual fire is stronger than the rest because of the adaptability . It’s the teacher and explorer. It tends to be too optimistic about the new. It tends to talk more than it thinks.

The difference between the moveable, fixed and the dual signs is applied to horoscopes primarily in assessing the temperament and journeys in a native’s lifetime.

A Ram in the West is always considered to be a romantic person in the West, but in the East, Ram is a sign of a strong and courageous nature. Take the myth of Ramayana: the hero has a wandering nature. He attained great fanfare by traveling through the Indian subcontinent. Another example is Buddha the Gautama who is supposed to have plenty of energy in the same sign and same ascendent as the hero of the myth. Buddha also kept roaming around with his teachings.

A Scorpio in the East is always considered to be an all-seeing person in the East, but in the West, Scorpio is a sign of passionate Avengers. Take for example the horoscope of Satya Sai Baba: a scorpion sting was a key event early in his life. And he did not move around much. That’s what a fixed water sign does, ofcourse with scandals and mystique.

Take example of Krishna: Archetype of Dharma: one who sang the song of divine wisdom in the myth of the Mahabharata. He was a bull by sign. He didn’t move around much. Even compared to the other great heroes like Buddha, Gandhi or Rama his movements were very limited.

Gandhi akin to Nehru moved a lot in his life. They both had a Cancer Moon. And also moveable ascendant signs ( Cancer and Libra.) Take the duo of Vivekananda and RamaKrishna : Vivekananda had a dual ascendant as well as a dual Moon. He moved a great deal. Ramakrishna had his ascendant, Sun and Moon in a fixed airy sign of Aquarius. He didn’t move around much. I hope this helps you understand how moveable, fixed and the dual signs affect us.

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A spot and a screen

Eerie rye bread tread lightly browned about the words. Error occurred when activating your attention to details.

I wanted to make sure that you are interested in this one. An example of this is that there was a bird-cage on the parapet. A pet dog was sitting nearby with its tongue out. In the interior of the parapet, there was a pool of water. I swim in your ears as melody of technology. The pet dog was more interesting.

Soon after this Wendy and her mother were crossing a street.

Years passed by. Sometimes her name was aleph, sometimes meme, and some other times it was Shin. Shining Alex indulged in the Joy of lex. She only had a dream of becoming a member of the pyramid and they have been the one who remove the old garbage.

The ink is only in place, so to speak, and nothing else.

A screen where depth is actually an opportunity. An optical illusion. Recto verso serve as samovar Versova catsuit varsity lakeside flack.

I am intrigued and fascinated by you. I am intrigued and fascinated by you. Why do you tell lies! I am intrigued and fascinated by you. I am fed up of tests. I am intrigued and fascinated by you. … I am sure you are interested in this one. … What did you say! Yes, I am interested in this one.
That’s a very interesting one.
What do you think, that I am not interested in that?
What do you want from me?
What do you want to do with me?
I will never learn from you.
I am sure you are interested in this one…
What do you want from me?
You tell lies, and you will get nothing!

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I am a ghost!

The girl is getting married to a guy in air force. She use to live near the place where I died as my heart stopped working. I was under the influence of the drugs. I ran away naked: thinking about a Jain monk. He died last year. I was taken to a saint who also died this year. I wanted to enter into the ground where the air force was hiring. There was a boy with me that day and I saw a  guy who was named Van Rose. Since then 4 years have passed. I am sure: I died in that event and since then: I have been roaming around the city. I am teaching a guy named Van Rose. I heard him say: grain market. What are the odds? I had a dream before I began teaching this guy Van Rose. I saw the personality of the godhead who lived in a high place. And I had been complaining about wheat market opening while ground was closed. I came to know that authority wanted to keep the ground locked as it was a college ground. Very few chosen ones reached near him. I was given a job. I did the job. As wierd things kept happening around the city. I was fed up with being a so called farmer. I became an English language teacher. I was fond of words because they were a guarantee of good career as per the experts. That didn’t happen. I barely am able to pay the bills. Since I am living with virtually the same people who were there four years ago: I wonder if I really died or they all are also the ghosts. I know that I am now in the same state as that night I passed out.

I am a ghost.

How come I never knew that?

I don’t know.

That is very strange. I wonder what it means?

I also wonder.

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I understand that you don’t and it’s absolutely fine!

Hunger is real estate. State of affairs was always so. Elections dictate lockdown. A monitor lizard was seen monitoring the House in Chhatarpur Delhi. What gives you depth. What gives your life reality. I was wondering if you have any other reasons. He was shocked by the fact that no one had noticed the missing house key, which had been left at the main door, for several months. There was a foul smell of death inside the house. Smoke is a color of the dead. A mystery.

The man came home to find his wife lying on the floor, dead of smoke inhalation. She had died trying to bake her tails. She kept taillight on but it didn’t work. She was very pleased to find that in the end she had made a tail after all. A half naked emperor penguin. A quarter past incarnation. Ions on onions on and on snow now that we were going to celebrate the launch of the pyramid it’s a good thing for you to write a story about the new light. The one who doesn’t want to take part in the celebration is the same lady who wrote the story
of the three tail lights. What is the meaning of the most important being. I am sure you are interested. I need to be able to help you practice. The most important being.

Every pixel is an art. An update an upstream an upstarte arriviste stellar performance of the pyramid. Every word is a story about another. Every zilch is a truti in some ways–an eerie Apothecary carry on carrion. I understand that you don’t . We are a hive. You are a drone. One and only Queen pyrene. Renegade gene general expression benzene ring ringu gulch ravine vineyard boulevard royal Alchemist chi Minh chopine pineapple chopping boards for projects. … I understand that you don’t. And it’s fine. It’s nice to be in vogue.

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Science and Individuality

Everything. I don’t want to be here. I wanted to disappear. What’s important to remember is that everyone is an individual. I know that some people know where humanity is going. What makes someone human is having compassion and conciousness. Every human being is not the same. I agree. I made a black tea and he made a sketch of black widow. I looked at Da Vinci notebooks. The book I had donated to the library. The margin notes don’t make much sense. I don’t find his philosophy to be as complex as Oriental writings are. I understand that it’s his art and invention which make his contribution unique. His insatiable appetite for natural experience. Eastern thinkers helped create lifestyles which were minimalism based ways to inner peace. His invention of tank like that of nuclear weapons initiated by Einstein shaped the world. Scientific genius has ensured creative intelligence in service to warfare. Man has lived in jungle without becoming truly peaceful. When I searched out the perfect place,
I was truly amazed. It was great expansion of consciousness. My heart. I showed you the camera records of microwave background. Television has been showing it to you. My eyes became sensitive to it when I had my vision becoming weak. I was feeling dizzy when I saw the first TV picture,
and that made me feel I was becoming weak.

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Gotcha!

An encounter of a gangster who is being disowned by multiple parties. Why do encounters happen with almost same patterns in the last two years and labelled as “accidents” might be a subject of research for investigative journalism. I am sure: the matter would have been discussed ad nauseum if he was kept in prison. The untouchables remain unchanged. What happened to the Vyapam mystery deaths? I was sure that a mystery thriller movie was in the making. Can we call a freak accident a mystery? I don’t know. There’s another lockdown event in this town. A doctor and his wife who were on government duty were positive. And quarantined. Clinics were gingival valence electrons. I am sure you will find out more. The amusing singers germane manager inane shrapnel harpsichord harpagon gonebydays. I am sure. The virus does not spread via air. Now it does. Now it doesn’t. Research is supposed to tell you truth. The virus is faithful employee of July Joker John. The virus does not spread via air. Now it does. Now more people were dying. Good morning. Focus on the other one. Positive side: those recovering from the influenza. The government machinery becomes a giant dragon’s head: a storytelling device…be mused . … which makes people think: got me, got me.

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Never say you can’t!

Who are you?

“I am a man” said the stranger, “Who has come to this house to-night.”

What brings you here?

“To seek a treasure,” said he, “Which no one knows of but myself.”

What is it that you want ?

I am sure you will find out more soon. I am sure you will. Do you want to know the end of the story?

I do.

“I was the Shepherd Boy. “

Oh my god! I kept asking questions about the past incarnation. But all she would tell me was that I had no memory of anything at all.

I am sure about Suresh. She was lying. She wanted to take revenge. She had known Suresh since he was a child. He had killed her in the past birth. They were living in the village known as Chitrangada. She took him into her house. And waited for him to be mature enough to understand love and flowering.
And waited for him to be mature enough to understand love and flowering. But the boy never knew how to become a man.

What drastic changes? The old Mrs. Goldilocks. It was exactly 9 am and her demands were becoming the size of the Buzz Khalifa! That’s called “Burj Khalifa.” And it’s just about one and half mile tall, I said. “That’s too short.” What is longer than that! I exclaimed. I mean the wall of China indeed. But the length and height are two separate dimensions. You know that don’t you? I remember you saying.

I look at the stars. All the times. Orion belt, Big Dipper and Venus are my best friends and Luna is my lunatic asylum. But you are an irresistible storyteller. A raconteur European paen encomium comity commerce mercenary arroyo craftsman style. What happened to sureshot femme fatale and what happened to the treasure?

Now I look at the stars but they don’t talk to me. I wish you would tell me the full story some day! And she stayed there for a long time until she saw a light coming from a window of a lovely old house in a long street. The Twilight. Always so grateful for your soothing voice! I don’t want to get lost!

Your parents live in a castle in a little town called ‘Middle Earth’.

I am sure you are interested in this one. I will tell you what I can do. I have been to Switzerland and Italy. I am sure that love is not available for free forsooth forsure forwhy forthwith withal thalium umlaut plaudit dithering ringtone dipthong Hong Kong’s million-dollar.

Nowadays, this is not the case. I think you’re right. It’s neither inside nor outside. Love is the same energy which is neither created nor endorsed by it. I am a hard copy. I am a read only memory with an automatically generated apocalyptic tic tac toe mantic destination.

I think you’re right about that: there’s no denying the internet . There is just one energy. Internet is also that. I am sure you are interested in this one. He’s done it. I gave up on her the moment she asked me to tell her the morale of the story. It’s like blasphemy to blastoma atom processor.

I will tell you that: we dream and travel not to reach anywhere. The mystic was totally wrong. He invented a poetic destination which was his imagination. There’s only journey. No teaching. No reaching. You may find patterns and colours here and there but existence is devoid of any inherent meaning whatsoever. A very wise person once said: ‘If there is meaning to life, it is up to you’. What happened to the power of Goldilocks. What happened to the treasure hunt and what happened to the damasel? It was always about the journey, not the destination. Damsel damn mnemonic devices allowed sales manager menagerie agent gentry tryst stylus lustrous tumultuous omnibus succubus busted colophon honeycomb discombobulated odalisque seraglio lionized zed eyes winged Angel gell well as the first time.
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sell your products. Suresh sureshot tonsure tonsil windowsill silhouette oubliette aubergine ubermensch. You can find the code of conduct in the code of conduct. Conduct duct tape ape agape … Beating around the bush. Hindu Kush Usha Shamus mandamus manducation mandibular larkspur landing at least one. Never say you can’t.

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Bangles

Drift together noon / Shadows stretch across the sheets / Lonely Sunday light
I’m here and you’re there / A voice in the dark / But now it’s Sunday morning
The dark prince principal… Atheling Mingas gastric tricks Asterix
I wish you were here / I wish you were here
Then I would have, us, the rest of the day
Big bang bangs her door… he got bangles galore. Bangalore Bangladesh syncromesha mesha.
If you wanna go out tonight, I’ll find you some bangles…
Then I’d have you, the rest of the angles will jangle in the jungle

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Achievement!

“Every science begins as philosophy and ends as art; it arises in hypothesis and flows into achievement. ”

I heard that with awe and wonder. It was beautiful wisdom on her exquisite lips which tasted like nectar of immortality. She was my destiny. The fountain of youth. The source of beauty. Her forgetfulness was peculiar. On one hand she was unable to tell the name of the first US president even after repeated discussions, on the other: she said she was well versed in Greek mythology.

“So what is the name of the first US President?”

I asked again!

Longing for an accurate answer. Ah! She meant a wonderful world to me. She was my delight.

Abraham Lincoln!

Both eyes closed
Dropping to the ground.

As she snapped out of her reverie, she frowned in concentration. I was amused. I hope to hear from you soon kroon afternoon monsoon. A day might come when you would utter George Washington in response to the question and continue to do so. It will be the event I have been waiting for since an eternity. I looked at her blonde hair. This is the most important day of my life, I thought.

It’s rather complex, but the development of the human psyche is a truly awe-inspiring thing.

Wisdom is the oneness of mind that guides and permeates all things.