Oct 27, 2009

Loves

We live a variety of loves - some make multiple love stories and some singular immortal romances. I'm yet to figure out the difference. I guess, the former is a marked journey (Vicky Christina Barcelona, Gone with the wind) and the latter lends itself to a historical significance or a fictional value (Love letters/ Bridges of Madison County).

Torch said something that plucked at my soul - "a Romance is always complete within itself, where the end is not held against the lovers. It is a wonderful portrait, where the warmth foils the complex barters within. Romances in general do not evoke envy, they are above all ill-feeling; it's a higher more mature kind of love. It is expected to out-live its lovers, and the element that wins in it is the fatality of the love, and the temporality of the love.A romance is lived in a speed jet, and re-lived for lives later. It’s like your tailbone, you do not need it anymore, but its presence reminds you of a time when you were someone else.

The latter is a different ball game - A love story is wonderful when it is, say, a puppy -love, or a sexual-fight, or pure tragedy, unfulfilled and crazed with careless passion. Although, the folly is magnified, the horror of it - glorified, the distance elongated, the fate is marked, and marked in RED. Also, they have the ability to wilt, unlike romances.

Only unstable, can–not-live-with, open ended relationships make for great love stories – where the journey is often more violent. The beauty, is in its abruptness, there is something bitter about it, and something very intoxicating. Like sucking on a grape meant for making wine and not eating. Nonetheless, you know the fact, and you acknowledge it, and when you do -  the story ends."

Oct 24, 2009

Suspending Time

K is hoping that the following does not read as a parenthetical piece of philosophy.

All science, philosophy, mathematics etc… foster on certain postulates. Time as we understand today is called ‘empirical/ transcendental time’. Time as man records is called ‘eternal or circular time’. K believes that everything which exists in nature has an aura, and therefore a frequency. Simultaneously, the cosmos/ space/ god/ conscience/ collective unconscious or whatever, responds and resonates its own frequency. All frequency is energy.

K understands that Time is eternal, often parallel and cyclical in nature; just like an orbit. Like an orbit it also briskly intersects other time zones at some point.

Our debate of doubt commences from the seed that reincarnation or past life is an absolute (either redundant or eternal, however still an absolute!). Our conditioning teaches us that human living is gauged and bound by time. Hence we have the concept of age, and what is deemed most appropriate in that age. Then when the cycle of life is over, we are supposedly reborn, or not reborn.

Notwithstanding this notion, K understands that ‘living is an act’. An act involving a premise and a conclusion, her nimble mind has yet to discover the details of those. What she has discovered is that this premise and conclusion are relative to the nature, capacity and clarity of each individual. We keep living till we have concluded the said task, reason for being or fulfilled our Karma.

(Karma as ancient scriptures record is the reason, the ventilator, ability that each person is born with to fulfill in his or her life. It is the search and the quest of every life. This continues as long as you have done the job, you were supposed to do, ignoring empirical time.)

However, if time is parallel and cyclical in nature; then so are living beings. To put is straight – All our lives, are running parallel to this life at any given point in time. And certain people including yogis, physicists, psychologists etc… have traveled into past life or out of the body into space or into another dimension to observe it and return with answers to their questions. Here an appropriate example would be of time travel machines. Traveling across empirical time is just like crossing your by lane, to reach the highway (eternal time).

When we speak of visions and of ‘the connection/ the vibe’ with another living being, we speak of a faint memory of an energy/ relationship/ soul that we shared with that being. Visions are often understood as ‘resurfacing’, when two orbits interact or when some part of the subconscious mind evokes a parallel action in another time, as a response to the frequency / energy shared – you see visions. It could be a vision that your rational mind may not fathom but you have summoned it.


The next question that Apple Wings asked was, ‘then why do people have no memories of these supposed relationships?’


The reason being that human conditioning is so consistent and hence has become so strong that sometimes it can become a part of your genetic code. All living is in ways like a math problem where we hold an incorrect equation as a premise and then go on to prove whether it can be right however we conclude with the premise being incorrect. Our folly being accepted and empirical time being degenerated.


Human development psychologists state that all children till they learn to speak have an inbuilt reserve of knowledge – knowledge of the eternal time. They have their sense of judgment, reasoning, goal setting, survival etc…. all in place. Learning works as unlearning for this child. Our education, structures, language, sense definitions - all delude the mind.

Though our lives, we are consistently learning an incorrect premise – be it calling the cat as a cat or grasping that money is the most powerful tool in this world, or worse, wanting to make history. French philosopher Derrida observes, ‘the relationship between the signifier (red) and the signified (anger) is arbitrary.’ We have learnt to define our senses, not discover them – we use them to define other objects which are already defined within the structure.

These are stale observations – and unfortunately our knowledge is formulated from them. Knowledge is what you gain when you let the ‘other’ speak – it could be an object, it could be a feeling, it could be a person. The sensations that you receive are your knowledge! This knowledge can not and should not be the same for every other being.

Try attempting this – let a cucumber tell you how it will taste the best. Now the act of eating a cucumber – is as we said an ‘act’. An act is often devoid of empirical time. And it is most ideal that we look at it as an act. Every thing we 'do' should become an act, ideally speaking.

Therefore, it does not matter what you have achieved in the ticking of the clock, it matters that you have experience and achieved what you were designed to achieve. As Gautam Buddha or Osho puts it - get your empirical senses out of the way - either by abstinence or by boredom from overindulgence - when the mind is cleared - the ability to respond to the eternal energy will get stronger and clearer. Once the tone is set - you shall know revise the knowledge you were born with, and locate the destination of your journey. A destination devoid of empirical time. The Gita asserts that until your Karma is unfulfilled, you shall return. The Gita also says that the seed is within you and it is left to you to locate it and foster its growth till you have borne the fruit of your desire.

Rhonda Bryne often states the same in simpler ways. Ways in which Quantum physics defines the form of energy and its merger into white noise.

Dear Apple Wings, I’ve tried to put it very simply, so am vaguely hoping that you have found your answer.

9-10-2009

You can buy an old house, but you can not build one.
The uniqueness of each rotting piece narrates a history of a strangely lived life.
The lives of its inhabitants merge with its own personality and gradually the hose becomes a home. A place lived in and fought through.

10 - 09-2009

K is feeling the pain of a woman she never was.

Satring at her cellphone at every turn of the night, counting every breath of time. Waiting for a name to flash, yearning for Nancy Sinatra's voice - fearing the truth of the song, for too much is held at Silence's risky blade.

"I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.

Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"

Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.

Music played, and people sang
Just for me, the church bells rang.

Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie.

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down..."

....@#^&

My success does not absolve my failures,
My failures do not justify my success.

Oct 7, 2009

CITY ... again

What I feel about this city is identical to the cross-fare of emotions a child goes through. An autistic child, whose room is being re-arranged. I shall miss the sundry market across Fountain, just as i miss the book-sellers each day. It’s a pain few understand and most forget. To live with it, is another story altogether.

Oct 6, 2009

OBS

This comes later than expected.

"When you are desperate to 'fall in love',
when everything is often right,
you succumb to
the most intrigued or
the most wonton"

The worst is,
everyone around you knows
your in a pit,


but this knowledge never reaches you.

And when it does,
it's often a time for truce."

So is life and so are love stories.

I hope the true works for you my Style Icon. Am too much in my shambles to advice, judge or consult with you.