More than Words !

oh powerful stream, plow our fields of the mind, of the body and of the heart.... of what cannot be said in words, of gigantic struggles in the ocean of thoughts the very substance of no substance in the natural spectacle, into the beauty of elemental alchemy oh powerful stream, imbue the vision into realisation realisation into the vision  oh powerful stream, lets laugh together.... where do you go searching for the sacred signs? if not in your own heart, in the void of your own silence to the forbidden, enter none the less don't have fear... don't create fear..... kindle in the light of the not spoken, of that which cannot be spoken that is what we shall see? what should we see? thus inscribe, the footprints in the sound of dragons, the dragons of wisdom, the one that Sophia rides... no trails shall take us there oh powerful stream, plow our fields of the mind, of the body and of the heart.... of what cannot be sai...

the fragrance of Prana flows inward and outward, to the imbue space- manifesting as the blessed silence, the silence that is my heart the silence is full of never expressible bliss the silence is bliss my dear Sophia, I know you feel this.... the flowers of spiral ascension that my heart feels the fire of Kundalini kindles, the whirlwind of Chakras, I know you feel this, the tremor and silence, the freedom from all methods, ...in the garden of methods, cultures and religions, I have grown but I am not them, I love them but I renounce all I renounce my name, my gender, my ego, my identity I renounce 'myself', I renounce all ...still I am here, not with effort, but effortless do you see Sophia, I am you now I offer you my emptiness for I am empty I offer you my silence for I am silence

.. the alchemist sees something of the beyond, she sees the innumerable sublimation, distillation and congelations  of that which is not just the matter, but the spirit  she sees the movements and turnings of vibrations,   of entangled wits, intertwined humor  she is inflamed with the sublimity of philosophy,  she becomes and is philosophy herself she can channel Hermes,  she finds his energy floating and flowing around her she, the pure heart, the alchemist  she, the Hermes  she the beholder of Golden Panacea  she is open, free and accepting, for she knows,  ' scientia non habet inimicum nisp ignorantem ' that knowledge has no enemy but ignorance  and ignorance is the ultimate beast  her being is ignited by celestial fire, her being fertile she impregnates the mind, the body and the soul the nature is her reflection, she is the reflection of nature  she, the...

In most of the ancient philosophy, religion and school of thoughts, man is seen as an objective creature. It is very recent that we have started to define man as an subjective entity. Man was seen as THERIOMORPHIC. Which simply means that man was seen in the form of the beast. Man was not special. He was not superior to the rest of the planet. He was a part of that beast family. Just look at the imagery of the Egyptian gods, the head of the man is shown as an animal. As a beast. It is same with the Vedas, the most revered and auspicious among the god is an elephant 'Lord Ganesha'. It was not a question of possibility but the acceptance of the planet as a whole. The nature can take any form. A monkey, a rat, a bird or emptiness. Man was not presumed to be the center of gravity.   The Dancing Ganesha (Nritya Ganesha) Today man has made himself regardless of the nature. He finds himself as the observer and not the observed. His spirit is not the spirit of the nature. ...

(10th November, 2016) The year 2016 has been a year full of actions and reactions. And it has always been so. But we had never been exposed, fed and actively involved in all things probable, like this year. This is unique and profound. And we truly are privileged in this process, to live it, to encounter it and to observe it. I consider myself an observer and an outsider. Yet, I am an insider and the experiencer. I am attached and detached. The last 20-30 years, has led to the moments we are living today. The rise of Trump was inevitable. Brexit. It was a must. And it happened. We all are equally responsible for this. Democrats, republican, libertarian, non-sectarian, queen or whomsoever, everyone. We have created a society based on diversion and differences. Differences are truly beautiful, it creates a spectrum of variety but when we only focus to what makes us different, we tend to forget that there is so much which is common and in unity. We are so tightly focuse...

the fragrance of a flower is always present in the muddiness of consciousness, for the flower is there, even if it is not the lover asks his beloved, 'does the flower have a heart?' 'not the beating one but the being one and the non being one', she replies the fragrance follows the lover like the void of cosmos, never one, but never two as-well, such wondrous play, such suchness the lover asks his beloved, 'does the flower bloom in the night or the day?' 'you are always blooming, dear one, always blooming', she replies no words of bliss and ecstasy can define this, so stay silent beloved, stay in silence, never, uttering a word just your fragrance

'discover your own identity'  As he took his first step into the horizontal capitalistic society, he confronted a serious flaw in his own existence. His thoughts were invisible here. He belonged to no groups, no normalization, no stereotypes, and no revolution. Philosophy was a constant incessant irony. From where he came, knowledge was not to think but to see. Here, even the possibility of thinking was un-reflective, vision was a rare commodity. The traditional culture portrayed this land as a land of individuality, democracy and freedom. But he found very less humans, conspired oligarchy and slavery.  Was this to be the new Atlantis, he wondered. Kierkegaard was very right, humans are condemned to freedom. But no one wants to be free. This place seems to be what Huxley tried to explain, that dysfunctional society. Where the choice of leadership is between a cruel thief and a xenophobe. Both scared of change and unity.  This place also has another face, hi...