The Human Experiment

The Human Experiment

14 March 2020

 

I was reading today a 2017 article about Quantum theory and the “observer effect”. I have always been convinced since early adulthood that we not only react to our surroundings but can interact with our surroundings in a deeper way than by just the physical touch. This conviction was held earlier in the form of a guesstimate that there was something out there reflecting what was inside and I used to be a very dreamy child convinced that I was not from “down here”. Thankfully my parents were not the type who were intent on making their child prosaic and aware of their circumstances so I was left to myself to think whatever I wanted.

 

I remember once when I was little my elder sister hanging from the iron bars outside the window, covered in insects and telling me she was going to die and I had a feeling this meant she was going to fly away to the stars like the butterfly my father had shown us once transforming from a caterpillar. I was so convinced that I was not from here that I kept to myself most of the time and had very little friends. It was as if I was waiting to leave at any moment in time and would therefore prefer not to be burdened by separations. The stories our father told us or that my elder sisters read out or gave me to read increased this level of dreaminess and expectations of great miracles of the mind on matter.

 

Starting from the year 2010, I became increasingly convinced that there was an intimate interaction between our hearts, our minds and not only Earth but the whole Universe out there. I started writing from that feeling and a lot of my poetry became infused with that thought or conviction. From that time onwards, I carried out a series of experiments on myself and my surroundings to see whether my moods, my beliefs and thoughts could indeed change my surroundings and the events in my life. It is difficult to say whether this happened or not as this could only be measured by experiencing the same life without this experimentation which is, today at least, virtually impossible. In 2016, however, I realized that the fact of wanting to carry out this experimentation had given rise within me of a sort of entity which remained aloof from everything felt or carried out and which I termed “inner observer” to which I dedicated the poem “Finding inner observer” which I am giving the link for here (https://geethaprodhom.wordpress.com/2016/03/16/finding-inner-observer/).

 

I continue to carry out experimentation on myself using my feelings and thoughts to observe what is the outcome of those feelings and thoughts on my life and although I wish I were able in parallel to carry out a human experiment with different feelings and thoughts and have someone else observe the effects, I find it interesting to note that positive feelings and thoughts do indeed make my situation better while negative feelings and thoughts make my life spiral downwards. What was more interesting to note was that negative feelings and thoughts spiraled downwards much quicker and created life surroundings and circumstances which were much worse than on the positive scale upwards.

 

If any of you have carried out such human experiments, I would be glad to hear from you in the comments section. Meanwhile, please find below the link to the BBC article which while a bit old is quite interesting and I leave you with those thoughts and as usual with a link to a video on youtube I hope you will enjoy listening to while reading this or going on with your daily activities.

http://www.bbc.com/earth/story/20170215-the-strange-link-between-the-human-mind-and-quantum-physics

 

 

Thomas Feiner – The Rainbow

The awakening

The awakening

25 April 2017

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Softly rivers flow

In the orchards of my mind

Cooling sunlit walks

 

Compositions grow

Within riverbed of life

Distortion extreme

 

Mainstream diversion

Plugging into myriads souls

The awakening

 

Reading of the poem: 

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I See You Baby

I See You Baby

2 February 2017

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Ma’s cradle

Always in the shade

No needle

Neither blade

Only mama’s white Sunshade

Baby everglade

 

Baby’s lost

Running in graveyard

Mistaken

Green backyard

Hearts and guts are beating low

Lost in dusty flow

 

Inky glow

Uncovering deep

Maidens sleep

Do they weep

All you see is frightening teeth

Perhaps none beneath

 

Ma’s paddle

Tells you what to trade

The weasel

Says the grade

All love by which you’ll abade

Losing the parade

 

The soul’s cost

Trimming in billard

Forsaken

Green orchard

Stunts and brunts are beating brow

Death is costly blow

 

Pinch me slow

Awakening sleep

Husbands creep

From wells steep

Now they see the edge of heath

My life now bequeath

 

He crawled out

In tatters from thorns

His head bled

Bloody red

Mama Dove shows blue in me

I See You Baby

 

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Reading of the poem:  

City – Jain

Say my name – Jain

Makeba – Jain

Bad Day – Jain

You can Blame Me – Jain

All My Days – Jain

Internal workings

Internal workings

23 September 2015

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Internal workings

External connections build

The weave of dreamers

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The meltdown begins

Pursuit of inner core Truth

External movements

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Breathing in fires

Awakening Netherworld

Outside meets Inside

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Baring the dark parts

Embracing connectedness

Reshaping the core

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Internal flying

Rediscovering the realms

Upper meets lower

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Like fluid honey

As a Love’s gift to the world

Let your essence drip

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Between Dark and Light

Choose not the extreme measures

Be only Balance

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Find in you patience

Emerging from the bondage

No one-step matters

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Choose it long and wise

Walking level or on edge

Only your own path

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Love destiny make

Lose yourself to find yourself

Flow like a River

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In Peace with the Flames

In Peace with the Flames

15 September 2015

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Seven days and nights

The task had me in waking

My feet bore no sole

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I roamed wilderness

Through the thicket and the thorns

Gathering all fuel

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Building the Bonfire

The twig like the log will serve

Awakening sparks

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Rapture turned desire

Desire spent itself in Love

Making Light shadows

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Human sacrifice

I threw myself into fires

Agni wept my Soul

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As the fire soared

Hands extended in ashes

I dissolved in void

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In Peace with the Flames

Bodiless and soul flying

I merged with the One

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In Time

In time

22-23 February 2015

 swirling brown waters

 

The river bank swelled

Charged with rushing brown waters

That had stirred Earth’s guts

An illogical stirring

In me reverberated

 

Deltas formed ashore

Triangles of water coursed

Through light seeping sand

Like ink etching through mind’s slate

A landscape of memories

 

Trees roots uncovered

Shook unwillingly off earth

That onward slid fast

Moving perspectives thus flow

Within a mind uprooted

 

The wind blew howling

Sand that pranced like dancing flames

With madman’s fervour

Elementary madness

Rushing through my frame reached heights

 

The sky glowed and snarled

Alternating light and dark

Different yet same

Change immemorial in me

Reflected alternate shades

 

The horizon lurked

A backdrop to whirling times

In nature’s power

With no reigns in mind I slept

Through wars that raged in no name

 

Leaves raced through dark skies

Tossing and turning in fright

Shivering green sparks

Ideas quivered in thoughts

As eyelids stayed firmly shut

 

In skies formed patterns

Mathematical whirling

Of earthly matters

My mind then awakening

In time echoed in spirals

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