Burning Pyre

“If you can’t take a little bloody nose, maybe you ought to go back home and crawl under your bed. It’s not safe out here. It’s wondrous with treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross. But it’s not for the timid.” – Q, Star Trek TNG

Who am I?

Am I a body which is believed to have a soul?

I came into existence the moment this body was conceived. It verifies my being, validates my life. It has a brain that makes sense of the gibberish that is thrown at it, finds a purpose and leads me the way I am supposed to be led. My body also has a heart. It feels, it loves and makes me desire everything more and more. An organ called soul is yet to be found.

Then, there is the point when my body exists but my brain and heart stop functioning. I sometimes wonder if I am a body, how can I experience things that are way beyond its extremities. If I am a body, I shouldn’t be dead before my body is incinerated on the funeral pyre.

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Audacious Adventurer

It’s dark outside. I can’t see a thing. It will be over soon. When the Sun rises, the darkness will make way for a shiny world. The colors that I find soothing will replace this barren environment. My senses will experience familiarity. I know, everything will be normal again.

It’s dark inside. I never could see a thing and yet, I can see everything I need to see. The Sun never rises here. Hence, there are no shadows and no mirages. This darkness never differentiates, it unifies, it embraces all. If I could help it, it will prevail. Nothing will be normal again. I know, I’ll have exactly what I seek.

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A brush with death

Foreknowledge Vision Death

Mantra sadhana (mantra meditation along with several supporting rituals) enables a mind to explore other states of consciousness. While in one of these states, a person can experience some sort of psychic abilities. Some people get so overwhelmed by the clutter of confusing, contradictory emotions that they lose the awareness of these abilities while most others succumb to a worldly negativity and start denying any such possibility. Only a rare few, who possess the necessary clarity, can completely understand their achievements and even they can be susceptible to the ways of the rogue.

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