Neo-Human

I love by letting go

Therefore I am free

I believe with conviction

Therefore I do not judge

I accept without conditions

Therefore I have patience

I experience without questions

Therefore I am able to learn

I live from moment to moment

Therefore I know eternity

I seek the essence of life

Therefore I feel sentient

I am what I really am

I am the neo-human

Serve, Seek and Survive

By serving you I shall seek wisdom
By seeking wisdom I shall survive life
By surviving life I shall serve you
By serving you I shall survive life
By surviving life I shall seek wisdom
By seeking wisdom I shall serve you

By serving wisdom I shall seek you
By seeking you I shall survive life
By surviving life I shall serve wisdom
By serving wisdom I shall survive life
By surviving life I shall seek you
By seeking you I shall serve wisdom

By serving life I shall seek wisdom
By seeking wisdom I shall survive you
By surviving you I shall serve life
By serving life I shall survive you
By surviving you I shall seek wisdom
By seeking wisdom I shall serve life

By serving you I shall seek life
By seeking life I shall survive wisdom
By surviving wisdom I shall serve you
By serving you I shall survive wisdom
By surviving wisdom I shall seek life
By seeking life I shall serve you

Awaken Understand Merge

Everything that has a beginning, has a middle and an end
All that we know, and believe to understand in this world
Is a formation of the highest essence of thought and idea
Beyond this there is no other, as the world ceases to exist

The beginning is the idea of separateness, love and desire
Bound to the illusion of knowing that there is one another
Unaware of the original One, pledging belief in many other
While fate guides the ignorant to the experience of unity

The middle path reveals the highest truth, not so in words
Not even in the extremes of action and inertia is it found
For what is born must necessarily face death, such is life
And so the golden median guides the will to reclaim itself

The end is where all things manifest and not, goes beyond
Limits of ordinary knowledge, and lifetimes of experience
When the primal debt is paid and the source awakens one
To the pure realization of the One, encompassing all other

Everything that has a beginning, has a middle and an end
All that we need is the awareness to seek, and not to hide
Whatever life serves us, has this secret placed in the open
Like children we play, but playthings are we in this Game

The Meaning of Darkness

Dark is the shadow impinging upon my mind
Going through the arid wastelands of thoughts
Passions and dire consequences, these curses
They route the awakenings of life, in its course
In its various meanderings, there lies a design

Dark is the shade of truth in this pitiful world
Storms of emotions erase all the trodden paths
I do not know my way, or the direction to take
For I have none, and I know so, so very clearly
Here is the way of love that guides me forward

Dark is the vision of sorrow, for it shapes fate
Cutting through in a straight line, without a haze
There is no fear, for there is nothing to forsake
And there is no anger at the losses so assumed
If I keep my mind on the dare, I outlive sorrow

Dark is the fire that consumes the man in rage
But when the will subsides, does the fire burn
Till the smoldering ashes reveal the only truth
My nothingness is my only possession in life
Everything else is a reflection in muddy water

Dark is the shadow thrown by the will of man
Leaving him to the tyranny of his wild senses
With everything to lose and nothing to gain
Does fate lead him into the traps of knowledge
Till finally he becomes the reality he ever was

The Question of Life

Where do I exist, of what dimension of thought do I live in?
Sometimes these haunting concepts are hard to shake away
I wonder about my time and space in the context of things
Of what relationships bind me to the colors that I perceive
When the bubble that I grew up in burst, everything ended

Show me the sense of life when all I live for is light and love
I have burnt my hands many times trying to build bridges
Between the world I live in and that which I left behind me
To endure the pain I have caused to all who are in transition
Is a misery that no matter how hard I tried can be forgotten

What I see is the world of tomorrow, a world without walls
A season of change bringing the eternal spring of the soul
Every step I take in this forest of revelations is true to me
The breath of freedom engulfs my state of pure existence
Of what reasons shall I provide to justify the peace I feel?

The story of my journey is an analytical text of experiences
A psychedelic adventure of the spirit as it reclaims itself
From the mind’s labyrinth where it lay for unknown æons
How can I then stay within the limits of temporality here
When there are universes to be explored and forsaken?

In a cocoon of confusion was unlocked wisdom’s mystery
Answers deciphered in the depths of helplessness guide
Our path through this terrain and under a mist of illusions
Is there a meaning in the darkening of our many moods
While unknowingly traversing the by-lanes of memory?

When we reply to the queries of the past and perchance
What if we miss the golden goblet in the pursuit of logic?
Do we then rethink our choices, sit in a corner and cry?
I have felt the sting of survival to weep over lost causes
Today is only a matter of remembrance, of why I’m here

The Conquest of Reason

“Beyond desires remains the true meaning of life.”

The mind plays the role of the constructor of life and the architect of the world that we live in, through the senses and through the intellect. But we choose to remain within this constructed world throughout our years spent toiling for an understanding of why we are here. There is a definitive purpose for all our actions from the moment of birth till the last breath taken, and yet somehow this purpose lies forgotten and buried under the seemingly endless tirade of actions based on motive and pursuits of the desire based journey that we live through. Why is this so?

The difference between animal based life forms and that of a human is the complex entity of intelligence. An animal life is purely sensory and intuitive such that a response mechanism guides the life pattern in all its activities, be it eating and drinking, territorial conquests and procreation, killing based on self survival and ultimately death due to physical deterioration. Take the average human life and all these animal patterns exist but the intelligence quotient separates them significantly. We think in a similar way as animals do, but refinement elevates the human life to a plane of inquiry into the unknown. We are singularly aware of this unknown dimension in all of us, and yet we prefer to ignore the call of inquiry by putting layers and layers of animal functionality and habitual pleasure seeking that by the time we are finished with all these diversions it is too late in the evening of life and we are sapped of our energy to make any form of useful inquiry.

Animals do not reason with their worldly interactions and life situations, simply for the reason that they do not have the intellectual capability to rise above simple intuitive survival and question the motive of life; they live and they just die. Man on the other hand is able to question, regardless of whether the answers are available to the intellectual entity. And so starts the process of knowledge gathering through sensory data and eventually the need to reason with this data becomes inevitable as certain answers are impossible to be gained through simple sensory perception. To reason is the highest form of intellectual activity because here we are dealing with a realm of thought that has no direct contact with the subject matter that is being analyzed. For any philosopher, the only instrument of power is this ability to reason. On several occasions we have disparate sensory information being simultaneously processed that most people completely ignore any attempts to understand the phenomenon of life, instead replacing such attempts with ritualistic actions and repetitive social conventions and traditions so that they needn’t feel inadequate to perform the primary requisite of human life that is inquiry, which is also why philosophers and thinkers form a minute fraction of the total human populace.

It is rather strange how man can get caught in the hypnotic syndrome of staunchly adhering to society and its illusory appearance of security that the only difference between man and animal, being questioning and reasoning, is conveniently forgotten and buried under the burden of fears and complexes of repercussions from the very society that was intended to provide safety. As long as we assume the protection of this safety net called Society, we shall never progress from our animal nature to that of a human being, and ironically life shall never make any sense because what we were born to do shall forever remain undone. And why this is so, is a question that still remains.

The human mind shall never rid itself of desires, so why not transcend every other desire with the urge to inquire? To restrict any urge without properly understanding the reason for restraint is to create conflict and this being the sole cause for all forms of stress and tension in our temporal lives cannot be overcome by what is known as the personal will. In fact what is known as the will is but a figment of our imagination as the cause-effect theory proves: every action of ours, including thoughts is the direct result of a causative action or thought, and so by the principle of regression ad infinitum the sum total of all our activities is predetermined. The concept of free-will is applicable only when we view life within the interval between our individual births and deaths, but without taking into consideration the effects of other individuals such as parents, relatives, members of society and such. But this is a sheer impossibility as the inter-connectedness of every aspect of the universe is scientifically and rationally proven by the Theory of Relativity. Therefore coming back to the question of transcending desires is not within our control, or for that matter nothing is. But what is within our functionality is the capacity to be aware of all mental constructs, thereby being aware of the whole world and life in general. By being aware, which is to say by simply observing, we shall have the power to change as well.

What is observation, or the capacity of awareness? How does this simple yet effective awareness grant us the power to change? When we realize that what we really are is not this mind-body complex, ruled by the duality of causation and reaction, but inherently the very entity that keeps in motion the entire construct of life and thereby the creation of the whole world being perceived through the mind-body complex of each and every imagined individual, then the awareness is simply a matter of pure existence. Like the camera which projects the image, and yet has nothing to do with the images projected like a silent observer, the real ‘I’ in us can be aware of the mind and its games. And as Heisenberg asserted in his celebrated Uncertainty Principle of Quantum Theory, the very act of observation alters that which is being observed. So in reality, the moment we realize who we are and our ignorance that so far kept us from understanding our separateness from the mind, in the same way we realize that ‘I and my leg are not the same,’ that everything we see, feel and perceive is a product of this ignorance, including the very instruments used for this perception, only then do we suddenly discover awareness or true objective observation of the great and absolute truth. In that very instant we transcend space and time, cause and effect and ultimately the very cause of all our ignorance, the mind.

But all this is irrelevant if we only intellectualize about it, for it is the comprehensive realization that can grant us the power to change. Otherwise we are still kept running within the hamster-wheel which is our mind. Reasoning helps to break the cycle, to rid ourselves of our fears and misapprehensions and become free. But even reasoning can happen only to one who is totally aware, even if it is only of the hedonism of our lives and the sheer helplessness of it all. As Socrates put it wisely, ‘scio me nihil scire’ meaning ‘I know that I know nothing,’ implies that the moment we realize all our mental constructs and conditioning, our knowledge and knack of living is completely insignificant shall bring us into the pristine purity of tabula rasa or ‘a clean slate’ on which the highest truth of our existence, the Eternal Wisdom of Life, can be clearly etched. And once realized, the Truth shall set us free.

So the purpose of our life, the only question that we as humans were born to answer is this: do we continue treading the path we walked so far, or are we ready for the final quest, the conquest of reason...

The Paradox of Knowledge

What we refer to as knowing the known relates to knowledge as we recognize it in the elementary frame of reality. Everything that we define in terms of name and form, of concept and theory is but only an extension of our mind, which is predicated by the rules we ourselves have developed over the existent lifetime of humanity. Everything deemed logical is but designed to be so by none other than the authors of logic, that being verily us. Having said as much, then all that is known is irrelevant to us when it comes to the higher questions of truth and existence, and maybe in many ways unsympathetic to our quest for the same.

But to know the unknown is justly a paradox, for everything known is created and manipulated by us, an endeavor undertaken to keep our frame of being grounded to the falseness of reality that we survive in. Our every thought and action that makes up our daily lives creates the illusion of sanity and truthfulness in this structural universe, in a sense it is this illusion that keeps the world on the move. For without this apparent deception the entire totality of creation as we know it would come to a point of inflection. Which is what’s happening currently, as we move faster and faster into what McKenna referred to as the constant acceleration towards ‘timewave zero’ or involution as opposed to evolution.

To understand the unknown with the very same faculties of knowledge that also created the rules for ‘imagining the apparent known’ is what I call as a paradox. These instruments of deception are unworthy of trust when dealing with the Real and Absolute Truth; they serve us no purpose other than to deal with the complexities of survival in the labyrinths of life’s riddles. But to turn the focus of observation from the external affirmatives that the mental instrument projects to model the living universe, and use that focal energy to study the apparatus of logic would in some way give us hints or clues to the nature of Reality. What we must understand and accept is that this is not a choice of solution, but the only available avenue of experience towards the Cause behind all causes.

Some may argue that this is intellectual gibberish, metaphysical jugglery intended to waste time and effort that otherwise could be spent for more productivity in life. But then what is time? And effort towards productivity of what? Time is only another construct of the mind designed for the sole purpose of enslaving the being into the maze of births and rebirths. The productivity that we speak off, leads to the cause for more and more, desire being the anticipatory catalyst for all of life’s produce. Tell me if any of our material dispositions have ever led us to the source of all creation, if they have even brought us to the brink of questioning our causes. Nay, for they exist only for the keeping of our attention within the known, incarcerating our curiosity towards the unknown. Because the unknown has the key to our liberation from this unconsciously self-proclaimed prison, there shall never be self-conscious attempt to decipher its hidden secrets.

Such is the paradox of knowledge!

Event Horizon

My waking hours are no more real
Than the dreams that haunt my mind
Be there any emotions so volatile
Or the favorable reactions common

Life shall denote no more meaning
Than the cogs in a mechanical event
The cosmos reflected in eventuality
I am but a mystery in the making

To breach the velocity of escape
Than to remain in composite madness
Every being has an event horizon
Only the measure needs calculation

Divinity is a sure result of life
Than constant rebirth into oblivion
What necessitates this departure
Is the realization of one's misery

To be aware that one is dreaming
Than to hold onto the fate of sleep
I shall not want any more red
Nor yellow, an ascent shall suffice

I Stood Alone

Why did I cry, and let my armor down
What light was it that shone from beyond
In a moment of deep and pure tranquility
All images were erased from memory
And I stood alone

What mission mine, what words uttered
What mystery behind the divine symbol
Within the realm of unmanifest thought
Only the sound of Silence prevailed
And I stood alone

What mercy befalls this weeping soul
What fancies of the cosmic mind vanish
Into the helplessness of the living void
There a rage of freedom echoed
And I stood alone

One last sacrifice, all passions left behind
Dark ocean of consciousness, deadly calm
So saying, the final barrier crossed
I became that, and there was none
And I stood alone

Celebration of Freedom from the Known

On the 20th of January 2009, I celebrate the first anniversary of my attaining complete freedom from the so called “civilized societal structure.” It has been an adventurous journey with its fair share of perils and ponderings, but then real learning of the highest truths required such discomfitures. I now do not belong to what the world terms as the ‘realm of normalcy,’ for my thoughts or what can be said as the lack of thoughts enables my perceiving reality as it really is. And the aforementioned freedom is really a state of the mind where there are no shackles of the contractual give-or-take nature with any living or dead entity of this world. After a long period of trial and error with all the known principles and ideas of sustained life, where every facet of survival and all the ethical, controversial and sometimes plainly insane ideologies contributed by people who have walked the earth before me have been tested sincerely, I can positively reject each and every one of them as pseudo truths. There cannot be a conclusion about life simply for the fact that even a conclusion is another definitive feature of the mind, the truth being that when everything that has been said, written and contemplated has been renounced, what remains and what cannot be defined is the purest of truths. The only prerequisite for this is to become free of all mental faculties.

The journey which was started a year back was initiated by an urge to discredit everything known up till that point. This was due to the feeling of lack of completeness in life, and the mere usage of the world ‘feeling’ understates the emotion. It was not something of the mind as felt till that moment, but from somewhere deeper in the being, a cry of anguish from the depths of the consciousness for every attempt or opportunity of revelation of reality wasted and squandered away in the pursuit of trivialities like the desires of the flesh and the replacement of the cognitive functions with false perceptions obtained from substance abuse. Of course I’m indebted to each and every one of these experiences, because without the knowledge gained from them I wouldn’t have understood the common element of illusion being the substratum of them all. Once the clarity of mind was achieved, the range of perception broadened to the point of infinity and all that was apparent before me faded away into nothingness. This life and its myriad avenues of thought dispersal and diffusion of energy into whirlpools of seemingly related realities stood naked before me with all the cracks and crevices of untruths that permeate our every day existence. It was a wonder as to how I could translate all these years of living into unsubstantial nonsense, meaningless numbers in an equation that had all the beauty of a mathematical conundrum. But at that moment in time, no matter what the mysteries were, it was the result of freedom that shone in all glory.

Today I realize that all this was meant to be, that every experience and exquisite weave of the fabric of my existence was as per the original design. And just like me, every other entity that is nothing but another expression of the consciousness that forms the substance of what I really am will also attempt such experiences, survive through the downfalls and reach a peak in its evolutionary ascent, whereby the game is carried to the next level. Here the story does not end for just like all endings are but only a prelude to other beginnings, I and similarly others, fellow travelers on this journey of freedom will start experiencing new truths, different agendas of destiny and ultimately reach the source of all this illusion, the entry-point of time and theory, when at last we shall know for real what forms the constitution of Absolute Consciousness.

What Am I?

Why write what I cannot put in words
And define the very essence of that
Which can never be defined at all
There is a thin line of difference
Between this image that make me
Whom you think I am and I maybe
An illusion pulled over you eyes
But the reality is that which I am
Is beyond the mere definitions that
You choose to enslave me with.

I have a problem, I call it a strength
And that is a disregard for authority
Be it in any form or fashion, I abhor
You may call me a rebel, a sociopath
A device of revolution or a misfit
But the truth is that I am not owned
I cannot be controlled and I am free
A significant enigma is what I am
For every conditioned mind that keeps
Trying to subdue the force within.

There is no time and temparament
Worthy of rising up against my power
That which decides to make an attempt
Fails in every aspect known to nature
For I am the very soul and sincerity
Behind every natural phenomenon
Whichever path you choose to take
Leads ultimately unto my source
The beginning that has no cessation
An end for all of eternity's games.

Hear me clear now and remember this
For this is your only hope and way
Out of this stumbling maze of duality
Should you choose to define, then die
Surely you must again, and again
With every death ending in yet a birth
And so shall this wheel turn around
But the moment you step out of it
Then you shall realize the game
And with a resolve to reach the end.

Absolute Love

Sometimes life is so strange that you never know the reasons behind all that happens. Sometimes the places you go to and people you love make no sense in what they speak or do. This world can be a very lonely place sometimes, scary and wild... but what keeps us alive during all these persecutions is the knowledge that life goes on, no matter what. It is this courage that makes one laugh through their tears, walk even in pain and forget what haunts them most. Because only a human being has the capability of all this... ever wondered why? The answer is love! Love in its purest, unmixed and unconditioned form can withstand all suffering and pain. Rigidity of actions and rudeness of words can never affect true love. Distances of separation and differences in opinion can never limit the force of pure love. Because there is no power greater than this most treasured valuable of all creation.

Why do people love? Because people are nothing but individualised centers of consciousness, existing in a world of duality where everything seems to be separate and distant. I am what you are, for I cannot be anything otherwise. Ultimately if we look beyond the reflection of duality, gaze into the depths of truth we can perceive the real nature of all that exists. The real nature is singularity and we need to experience that there is no you and an I, for there is only love that exists. Till the time we realize this, the love that we see around and the expression of it would only be a varying degree of the Absolute Love. With this varying degree would come feelings of hatred, depression, passivity and misunderstandings. Why do these contradictions exist? So that we are offered a chance to realize and understand the temporal nature, the transience of this varying degree and truly experience that Absolute Love.

The feeling of unity that accompanies Absolute Love is such a divine experience that no other object or creature can withhold itself from it. You just keep coming back for more because therein lies the secret substratum of all creation and the cosmos. Nothing or no one can be excluded from that feeling. Open your heart to everything around you and let that natural fervour take hold of your total being. Discard all negativity from within and from the people around you, and dive into the bliss of love that surrounds us all. Notice that all will be beautiful, all emotions will slide into the purity of thought. And the only thought that will remain is peace.

Letting Go..

I am learning to let go now
Slowly, softly yet steadily
These words do not affect me
Even though they test my path
I have the necessary conviction
Faith is the only answer to all
And the trust I have in myself
Forsakes all shadows and doubts
For it is only a matter of time
Before the ghosts of my ego
Fade completely into oblivion
Only the truth of the Absolute
Shall pervade this Existence
Dedicated to the Path of Light
I have nothing more left to lose
Becoming free, embracing reality
Only by letting go, steadily..

Principles

The Absolute is beyond definition
The Absolute is the Ultimate Truth
The Absolute can set me free
The Absolute is my divinity

Never trust the eye or the ear
Never feel the touch to be real
Never give in to the desire
Never fall prey to any fear

These are but principles that
Every man and woman must heed
What lies within is but precious
What lies outside is bound to fade

Definite Theory

When there is such clarity of events,
And life seems to be going on a different track
What is most important at the present moment
Is to stand up and take notice of what's different.
Love is much hard to lose and let go
Yet sometimes the craving is beyond thought
And normalcy is something we cannot define
When what happens beneath your nose
Is forever estranged under closed logic
Never the one to sit back and ignore
That which is thought provoking and more
But what is real, and what is unreal here
Definite theory, mere illusion in the wind
Death is maybe just a second away
Yet fear can never inhabit the heart
Where the Absolute has taken reign of.

The Lost God

I met a God who was lost
In the wilderness he had created
He seemed to know the directions
But the roads had ceased to exist
In their place was an agony
Blurring the definitions of life
Wherever the God looked
Saw an emptiness of the mind
And the desire to maim and kill

The God wanted to walk away
Far from all that was created
The children had gone astray
They no more seeked the love
Slowly but steadily they hungered
For all the wealth and power
Forget the wind, forget the water
Forget the very God who gave life
All forsaken in the path of greed

So many of us in constant turmoil
So many lives lead without a cause
The lies and deceit that we paint
Everyday to feed our bloated egos
We shall not think of the God now
Orphaned by us in the hour of need
Would the God lament for our sins
Would there be an awakening ever
For somewhere, somehow we all need
That lost God who still cares for us.

'!'

We are what we seem to believe
We never know what really lies within us
We laugh and we cry
We even pretend to understand
We've utmost faith in the unknown
Yet who are we, what are we
We don't even care to answer.