Mind matters
19 February 2020
Silent strides
Jogging memory
Reckoning
Mind matters
The urgency of appeal
To soul in tatters
Pick me whole
Speak me in silence
Strident seams
In my dreams
Stitching patchwork of nothings
Needle my finger
Guess my works
Hercules symbol
Of leisure
And Toil
Meaningless enigma spun
Across my chest throbs
Reading of the poem:
Are you there ? – Mono
The Interstellar darkness
22 April 2018
She looked around her. The room was plunged in darkness akin to the that which her consciousness had been plunged in. She recalled how the two men had come to her talking of a former colleague that she had long forgotten. Later on she had discovered that as her consciousness was now entirely entwined with the collective consciousness, when she forgot someone whom she had known before that person literally disappeared completely from everyone’s memories. There was a period of lag however and it would seem that it was just before this happened that the two men had reached out to her.
She realised that whenever she forgot something or someone that thing or that person slowly started fading away or disappearing before vanishing altogether from the world. Once her former colleague back in her memories though, she resurfaced in the worldly realm and continued to carry on a normal life. She had also discovered that by small movements in her energetic alignment she could also make things or people appear or disappear as she shifted from one reality to another. This was not without its dangers however as it could also change her present and future altogether into something she might not necessarily like.
She also recalled how she had been so close to merging with the consciousness of her Twinflame and the rush of energy she had experienced when doing so. Although the merging had been averted she had been reborn into the realms of the Gods from the mere act of pursuing that merging and from that day on her consciousness had become totally entwined with that of Gaia and the collective consciousness of all the beings living on Gaia. She was still filled with sorrow at the idea of no longer being able to merge her consciousness finitely with that of her Twinflame but had been consoled by the fact that she was at least one with Gaia.
Of late, however, her mind was increasingly burdened by the intricacies of her situation and she felt every day less inclined to live in this world. Her daily meditation brought her a few hours of peace but then the humdrum of everyday life, especially one that had become so complicated, left her with a profound sense of dissatisfaction. Growingly she felt the stillness of the meditation’s peak draw her to it. She wanted to be one with the stillness, the great absence of any movement. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the stillness within, her consciousness calling the void.
Scientists around the world watched with horror as a black hole emerged at a point in space closer than what they felt was comfortable to the Earth. She opened her third eye and embraced the Interstellar darkness that called to her from within the void. Her consciousness merged with the dark energy that was throbbing within it and twirled around locked on to the energy. The black hole expanded and whirled. She felt her chest dilate almost to a point of rupture. The room was filled all of a sudden with a blinding flash of light.
Her chest expanded into the light before both seemingly collapsed into each other. She opened her eyes and could see the twirling dark energy. She raised her hands towards it but realised that she could not see her hands anymore. Her body had also disappeared and all that she could see was a swirling of dark matter joining the dark energy in front of her. All of a sudden she felt like she was on a joyride and she felt the rush before reaching a standstill again. Slowly she could see her body reappear in parts. It was an eerie sight. She closed her eyes again and could feel the darkness beckoning to her once more. Once more she merged with the void and its darkness.
Interstellar Main Theme – Extra Extended – Soundtrack by Hans Zimmer
In upward movement
20 May 2017
Churn my wheels
Spin through my mindscapes
They translate
Change to come
Rotation a spin of Times
Creating with rhymes
Read through me
The books forgotten
Treasure hunt
Ill-gotten
Gold an alchemist’s project
A dream to reject
Morph me slow
Pictured yesterday
When we lay
In warm hay
Looking at twin suns that rose
New old to depose
Ring in me
Bell of home coming
When we speak
In drumming
Beats of the hearts that will learn
What in soul we yearn
Breathe through me
Void of the living
When we gave
Forgiving
The random web of deceit
Our soul free complete
Break in me
The downward spiral
When the wake
Feels viral
The morrows lead denouement
In upward movement
Reading of the poem:
Taro – Alt-J
Matilda – Alt-J
Dissolve Me – Alt-J
Anarchy
24 August 2016
Rule of thumb
Defines the borders
Of the numb
Square rooted
Midnight as the owl hooted
Zero is dark hour
A stranger
New world arranger
Bonded slight
No delight
Living the way of humans
Rediscovered light
An arc key
To the new kingdoms
Inside self
Anarchy
Atoms flowing into void
Bondage to avoid
Reading of the poem:
I’m a stranger in this world – Azam Ali
One one thousand clear
30 July 2016
Days go by
Like centuries spin
Outnumbered
Cornered wolves
Grope at chances woven thin
Revolution’s din
The heart sways
Cacophony’s ways
Imprinting
Blood vessels
Sailing within like mermaids
The sea shore pervades
Thoughts of you
Hovering like breath
Life and Death
Tilting point
When connection is disjoint
Broken synapses
Relapses
Like a cancer grow
Fabrics tear
From the wear
The Heart a thousand beats counts
Before it kick starts
Drilling might
One one thousand clear
Flesh surmounts
Massive dose
Liquid breath on my repose
Tears streaming backwards
Flight onwards
The pull and the push
I am Void
I am Light
Within me lies every fight
Simmers like embers
Reading of the poem:
For Now – Thomas Feiner
Scars and Glasses – Thomas Feiner and Anywhen
The Siren Songs – Thomas Feiner and Anywhen
The Love grows within
11 June 2016
People hold
The woes at arms’ length
They confess
Wrongdoings
The priest a pail of water
Washing away sin
Through the din
Of voices spilling
The chilling
Careless minds
Owning up a lost concept
Remorse ne’er teeth grinds
The waters
Wash away matter
The unclaimed
Cast treasures
Of inner content measures
Declining substance
Stretched so thin
The souls a shadow
Of lost hope
Blind justice
The mouth but tool to practise
False words of regret
The victims
The ghosts of the self
The gaze bleak
As they speak
Of accumulated hurt
Until the night falls
Day’s respite
Within the sorrows
Invented
Outer world
Mirrors of inner torment
As dark faces light
Mind creates
From pool of battles
The ripple
Unending
The battlefield heart-rending
We fight but ourselves
Learn balance
The heart speaks clearly
Yet the mind
Clings dearly
Known fields appeasing kingdoms
Though they spell bloodshed
It trickles
Drop after drop flows
Till the end
When hearts mend
The cup a humble chalice
The flow endless stream
The seeker
Walks in white penance
Within dream
Through unseen
The journey a star filled trek
Through the wilderness
Fading steps
In realms of the void
Of reasons
Self devoid
Only knowing acceptance
The why matters not
When hearts rule
The kingdoms flourish
Each bastion
A limb cast
Inner nurturing outer
The Love grows within
Reading of the poem:
This beautiful gif is courtesy Samuel Viani on samuelviani.com
Say I am You – Rumi
The Eternal Ecstasy – Rumi
Look at Love – Rumi
Traveler speaks not
10 June 2016
Words come easily
The saying a treachery
For gullible minds
Phrases rolling off
Like boulders from a steep cliff
The tongue honey’s tool
Hypocrisy’s school
The pupils aligned like bees
Their uniforms sleek
Loving heart is meek
Sweet tongue-tied and faltering
Its messages sparse
Lying heart is weak
Its heartbeat a mere tremor
The voice compensates
There are sweet voices
They distill poison like milk
Double code their craft
Neither here nor there
Lost in the realms of the void
Traveler speaks not
Reading of the poem:
In a Manner of Speaking – Nouvelle Vague
In between the voids
17 May 2016
Giant frames
Invisible hands
Seal entrance
To pathways
The door beckons as it sways
I have my own ways
Blue twister
In merry-go-round
Blocks the sound
Locks out light
The whirling slow out of sight
Into pitch black night
Other side
Uncoiling whirlpools
Mind now stilled
Chest expands
Flowing into the circles
Bubbles of smooth air
Come hither
The voice loud commands
Its demands
Chronicles
Spirit stories from dead books
Decoding the names
Terse verses
Split the white waters
Lock dungeons
Trade dragons
The bodies leave in wagons
In between the rays
I read shrill
My alphabet space
Between dots
Within lines
Splitting into horizons
Under the twin suns
Going home
The giant leaps low
A footstep
Covers Earth
Renewing forgotten birth
Into the abyss
Sinking ground
Retreats in waters
Tornadoes
Spiral black
Beckoning to journey back
When soul loses track
Parallel
The crosses spit fires
Naked lanes
Define planes
Where spaces intersect straight
In between the voids
Reading of the poem:
Time and Space – The Cinematic Orchestra
All Things to All Men – The Cinematic Orchestra
To Build a Home – The Cinematic Orchestra
When the fear is laid
11 May 2016
Beings filled with love
Building a bright new future
Their minds keen work tools
Others filled with void
Twirling into oblivion
Their empty corpse holes
They say find silence
The inner tool of stillness
Yet some seek point blank
There is no freedom
Within pangs of emptiness
Only the darkness
Find the inner sight
What leads you back to your soul
Redeeming you whole
When the fear is laid
Down with the mindless corpses
Beings of soul live
Reading of the poem:
Unveil your Love – John Sokoloff & Mark Lennon
In the break of twin daylights
5 May 2016
I love you
Yes I can’t not love
Your shadow
Within me
It builds a seed of morrows
Where giants pave roads
I love moons
That shine on widows
Covered face
Banished grace
Eyes that beat beneath the lace
With hundred sorrows
Tiny heart
Flutters in ribcage
Its shadow
Lost in Earth
Hurtling through an endless space
Between eye and lash
I sink slow
Within inner worlds
They spell voids
Galaxies
Limitless rainbows that curve
Around blue mountains
Inside me
There lies purple tree
It bears fruit
Red blue leaves
Remnants of bosom that heaves
With crust of the Earth
Within sight
There lies a lone star
She beckons
To New Worlds
Where sisters knit the white wombs
That will bear infants
The children
Their hearts make merry
Blue meadows
Glistening
The plains alive now ringing
With call of the wild
I love you
In infinity
Every face
Is your face
Your heart among every beat
Across blue valleys
I love you
Yet I cannot love
My heart lost
Forever
In the break of twin daylights
For I love the suns
Reading of the poem:
Sinking inside yourself – Hammock
The Silence – Hammock
I can almost see You – Hammock
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