Thursday, October 30, 2008

12. Sober Eyes, Miser Heart


Sacred Mother!
Cry and crucify my passion,
Love, hate, pride, tears;
All dilute to a point beyond infinity.
The bell chimes towards dim,
You save my massacre tonight.
Super scalar cyber-messiah
Leaps the devouring flames.
Absent was the irony possessed -
Lost was the courage,
The savage within,
Kept in high spirits
Rock to the beat of the dying heart;
Spades of stone obstructing intellect
With sharpening avenues...
All you need is one barbarian
Pay up all the forsaken dues,
Marooned beyond recognition
Burnt beyond demolition
Scared beyond apprehension
You are!
White flocks coming around
Wands in their hands
Practicing craft
Bloody hands slaying all
Is he watching,
Or standing tall?
You are!

11. The Dope-ler Effect


The caress of fortune resulted in him,
Glory to the forces of virtue went dim
Through trumpets and clamors away he fought;
Mother Scary brought him to us

Jeff the tripper, Jeff the tripper - ran out of luck
Life slapped him a thousand times - but he doesn't give a fuck!!

Parasites clinging on him see us stare,
We poison them and lay his body bare
Grey were their reveries, they foiled it themselves;
Lord Lucy blessed him the curse.

Peep at his mourning hindsight
Then the venom will seep through you
Laugh at his ugly desire
And your skin will be rendered new!

Up again to the battle,
Where all the valour was gained
Meant for the little trifles
Why should you bury all that is dead?
See, Jeff the tripper is back again.

14th January, 2004

10. You - Turn


I want to cry for the hungry locus
Oh! No, its a bogus.
Poverty invented by a machine
Elite - all the major, all the fithy
Follow their regard;
Brush their shoes for them;
Don't show them all your scars,
They are lame beyond excuse!

I want to mock the dumb anthem
Don't try to ask for ransom.
Because its buried in your grave;
No place for your inside to
retrieve all the lost hopes of conspiracy.
Please spit on their orgasm -
Don't show them all your fears,
They are shunned beyond abuse

I see this as a circus
You see this as a game
They live it as a fantasy
But everything is the same.

I want to see you smile
Their downfall is my view
They curse and pray for gestures
But then they become YOU!

Vismaya Mass - 28.10.2003

9. Zlit


Heightened approach
Going for the kill
Showing no mercy
Following the mind's will
Walk with wrath
Heading conspiracy
Get through middle-girl
Duping piracy
Make the day's last promise
And fake the day's last lie
Wake up to yesterday
For the sake of saying goodbye
Trying to end this evening
Before the break of dawn
Dead and I'm still wondering
When my soul will be born?

Penned on the extremely important date of - 13th November, 2002

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

8. Aham Brahmasmi


We are born, and we die!
And at the interval, we are controlled...
Our lives are anything but ours
Right from the first word we understand to mean anything
To the fossil our bodies are transformed into after death.

Today, a particular decision that I take in life may be influenced by the way my mother spoke to a fruit vendor several years ago. While making my decision, I may vaguely remember the same. Another one may be because of a particular colour my eyes liked as an infant. Such decisions influenced by what lies in the sub-conscious and the unconscious mind are according to me what many term as instinct. Every life has events presenting themselves to the person living it. For every event the person has a reaction which could range from no action to an action in any direction of behaviour. Is it then right to say that any instinct within us is purely ours. The factors that cause us to react to any event range from our genetic pattern to the way we perceive elements around us - human or otherwise. Faced with such a daunting task of finding our true self during our lifetime, can any of us successfully become our own superhero by creating a new self out of the mind alone. Can we think about exactly what we want to be, and tweak our traits?


Synthesis of the I -

1. This method is congenial to anyone who believes that he/she is real outside the conditioning he/she has received via extternal elements.

2. The first step is to create an environment within one's own thought consisting of a male and a female element as their union is how creation manifests itself upon our dimension. Like the maternal or paternal genetic traits become dominant in a child, the domination of the male element or the female in this virtual environment determines the traits of the I.

3. One needs to also bring in to the environment, one or more reference points in the form of other people (preferably somebody who mobilises one positively at that given time) and reason out to the self as to why the particular choice was made. Only if all questions concerning the same are answered by the self can one proceed. This is done so that during the transition between the self and the I, one does not get stuck in the oblivion of confusion or self denial.

Note - The reference point can be the person of the opposite sex from 2. but never the self.

4. The next step is arguably the most important one and it involves search of the spirit for the self. Each individual has a spirit to which he/she is connected closely almost as one. the spirit could be a behavioural pattern, a psychedelic, a question, an unceasing will to perform a task etc. Realising one's spirit is best if undertaken wholly by the self with as little external assistance as possible.

5. Once the spirit has been realised, one needs to relate its effect to the male and the female element in 2. This fusion may cause different emotions and if one finds oneself in an unfavourable position, one has to go back to their reference point and start this step over again.

6. This step will explain itself to you if you are successful.