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I am floating in the aqueous blue, enjoying the dark, moon-lit sky, as I ponder on the mundane and the metaphysical. Waves crash across me, disturbing the rhythm. Frequencies oscillate till the waves go over me and through me. Tandemly, waveforms form on my mindspace. As I see the disturbances eddy and ebb on the on the moon’s reflection, I see a familiar pattern. Order and chaos, intertwined in an endless symphony, playing on the edge of existence, twisting out dimensions, looping in and out. Patterns come out of from the abstract; fractals emerge on a uniform timescape. Existences come and go in fractions of time, realities live out and die. Somewhere in this contraption lies the absolute, the reality that I seek.
I rage, I subside. I get excited, I get bored. I swim in the ocean of consciousness, facing the waves. The waves of desires, unfulfilled dreams scurry and overwhelm me. They rise and subside embarking me anew on streams of thoughts. Simultaneously assaulted on multiple sides my defenses crumble into despair as I am thrust into these lucid dreams. They are the mundane, the profound, the ignored, the psychedelic. I am but sitting here as time stands still and I embark on tour through my id and ego. The darkness is always waiting on the edge, always wanting more, never satisfied with a piece of my mind, it seeks to consume me whole. It is seductive and charismatic, drawing me… like a hole that can never be healed, it keeps getting bigger the more it consumes. Yet a single sight or invoked memory, assuages me, setting me away on journey, an existence of relief. Drawing me like a bountiful island floating in the middle of the dark, stormy waves. I surge forward as it draws me away from the maelstrom. Sometimes the vision disappears and I find myself holding to a sheer, steep incline. I am climbing, up lies the shining sky and the inviting cliff, down lies an endless abyss… waiting to swallow me at the slightest misstep. I reach up like a desperate soul climbing out the pits of purgatory. As I reach up the vision within vision disappears and I’m finally at the shore. I get up and pause hungrily absorbing the sight with my eyes. The gates of Eden lie before me, the key to Pandora’s box.
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Where is the creator?
That which lies deep within,
When you see through all your lies
So face your deep cores of emptiness,
they'll always be there until you mutually transcend.
Be their friend, be their face (if u must)
But give them company, or they''ll eat ya alive
Face death to live, dying slowly to hide
Soul is the light, else is all hindsight.
Torture its will, worst assumptions wrought ill
Blame the light, kill the light, love thy dark beings.
Love only shines though, no room for blight.
Oblivion i love, for the recreation it brings.
Love is not for fainthearted, for god made us self aware
Face your deep cores of emptiness,
Which lies deep within,
When you see through all your lies
There is the creator
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Jab bhole ki krupa jag jaaye
Tab zero bhi hero ban jaave
mahadev karuna dikhlave
Besura tansen ban jaaye
Ho bhole… o bhole
Teri yaad aaye din raat
Teri mamta ki aas mein hi parvati prithvi par chaaye hain to aaj
Meeting the creator, i cannot live in despair
Healing past wounds, dysfunction i repair.
Living in emptiness, i found only hate
Killing my narcicissm, you showed my true fate.
Spinning in black circles,lost in self obsession,
I was dying slowly, till i took the decisions (i made)
no worries now, my soul smiles easy,
Basking in the light of divine inspiration.
Creator i love you, i feel your creations.
They do not know me, but i hear them too well.
Lost in maya they say, as they rape the divine mother.
Call you imaginary, as they blame for their mistakes.
Never giving credit, as they search for love and take take take.
Kali they find scry, for she cuts off their egoistic heads.
Fret not, i worry not, i am one of them too,
So i keep healing and learning from my mistakes.
Hoping they would see the light too,
The multidimensional existence, shrouded by the darkness of fragile egoes.
Mother i cry, the surrender is done.
I blamed u for all, sad u were never there (for me)
didnot even recognize you, when u appeared an old lady in distress.
Your love so unflinching, blessing me so much.
Believing in my vision, as you graced with your holy touch.
We want free will, but cannot own it.
We take credit for happiness, but cannot face sadness.
Silly friends darkness makes us whole, to learn the value of happy times.
Wake up, wake up, the creator is here.
Apocalypse forestalled he brings a new light.
For those who can for those who can hear.
He is there yes, hidden deep in your heart.
Listen to your heart and hes there smiling wondrously.
Mother forgives us, do not run from her.
She will kill the darkness
Your choice, easy hard way…
You will meet the creator
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