Still Photographs From the Mind

It’s been one year of freedom but looks like corporate practices of periodic status reporting are deeply embedded in the system. Here’s a thought status report for anybody (or nobody’s, i don’t care) perusal:

·         Surrender yourself to the forces of nature and life will take its course. As naturally as a small seed becomes a gigantic tree

·         I’m working on a energy efficiency programme on the best machine I could lay my hands and mind on – myself

·         In a world full of rebels, one more rebel just adds to the crowd?

·         We love to hoist people up on a pedestal and then do our best to tear them down. It’s a very universal human trait. Ask any godman or politician. Is that what makes them so insecure and greedy?

·         If you want to know how I am, I am a content man. If you want to know the sources of my contentment, go find your own

·         It’s always our dearest ones whose show of affection we are blind to. A small gesture from a stranger is something we often appreciate more. To be loved by all seems to be man’s constant endeavour. This blindness to those close to us seems to be the case in our outward actions and show of love as well

·         Toughen your body and mind through the right use of your energy so that you can become a container for the purest flame there is and then a dazzling lamp to the world say the babas.

·         In spite of trying to disconnect from the money making system, I still check my share values frequently. The insecurity and dependency that comes out of a life spent intimately with money is incredible

Plant of Consciousness

Receive, transform, give. The plant absorbs cosmic energy and photosynthesizes it into a form that is compatible to feed all of life. It also on a subtle level transforms this energy to transmit beauty and tranquillity that nourishes all who receive it on a mental plane. Its every action is life supporting and nourishing.

Humans today don’t perform this kind of a role in the scheme of nature until possibly the day they die when their bodies are consumed back by the earth. Then from a life perspective what is the benefit for nature of having a species like humans around? If you look at the damage done in the last 10,000 years you would think that there is absolutely no benefit that nature has derived from this species other than destruction of everything that it has taken billions of years to create. With the exponential evolution ( degeneration?) of our intelligence in such a short time frame, we have reached a stage where we now realise that our misdirected intelligence can destroy life on a devastating scale. There is no proof yet that with this intelligence we can sustain life, let alone even dream of controlling it though many of us may have these delusions.

I have come across texts that say that the purpose of humans is to transmit consciousness. Like plants provide physical nourishment, humans have the potential to provide spiritual nourishment for all of life through the right use of the senses, intelligence and consciousness. Are we flattering ourselves here or can we reach such a noble state given that at the moment most of us are far from providing spiritual nourishment to even ourselves let alone others? Ancient texts talk about wise human beings who lived with nature as her children, keepers and guardians living in harmony with all of life in a perfect balance of give and take.

We are all receivers, transformers and givers. We are receiving various forms of energy every day, absorbing some of what we receive, transforming and transmitting it. The quality of what we are receiving, how we are absorbing what we receive and what this is doing to our minds and bodies is a reflection of our current state of consciousness. This level of consciousness is being projected out into the external world through our actions whether we like it or not and this is having direct and subtle impacts on all life around us.   The question to ask oneself is what am I receiving, absorbing and transmitting? What is the level of consciousness I am projecting and who or what is being influenced and benefiting (positively or adversely) from it? Am i a plant of consciousness living up to my full potential and transmitting at full power? Am I fit for nature, a positive benefit for nature or a liability that nature will tire of and discard when she runs out of patience?

Total awareness of everything we receive and receiving without resistance is the way to learn. Everything we receive from the external world – food, air, sounds, experiences, impressions, all have an effect on our bodies and minds, on our consciousness. Observing the effect that each input has and starting to control this for the benefit of life (not just ourselves as individuals, not even just humans as a species, but all of life) is when we start to transform. What is appropriate for our nature and constitution transforms us into better and better humans. The quality of what we transmit then through our thoughts and actions becomes more focussed and clear and starts to impact all life around us in positive ways that are both obvious and subtle. In this way we could become plants of consciousness and sources of spiritual energy for the less conscious like the plants are sources of physical energy for dependent life forms.

In a world which we humans have almost singlehandedly brought to the brink of the destruction of life through our selfish greed, as we head towards mindboggling adversities on both the physical and mental planes, as nature prepares for a reboot, the quality of life for all of life’s children will depend on what we have learnt and what we can transmit to our descendents. It may be too late to change the current course of things but we may still be able to create a future better class of human survivors, a small number that will be the wise men and women of the future to meet the needs of nature, humans that can then love her as a mother and live as her children, as plants of consciousness rather than as parasites or viruses. Possible??

Passing Thoughts

Like a faithful medium, I write down thoughts that enter my mind, coursing through my muscles and transforming into ink on paper. Is there any meaning or objective in the act of putting to words one’s thoughts other than a selfish desire to find recognition, power and material benefits? An exploration of truth? Is this really required?  How many times has this been done since man started measuring time and how many more times will this be done? Cannot wisdom course through all humans without words like it does through all plants, animals, stones, etc? Are words the debris and junk that mark the end of the journey of man’s lost mind from the garden of eden?

Can we ever go back to the garden of eden? After that what?

Truth can be found in the bridges/spaces between:

·         Male and female

·         Dark and light

·         East and west

·         Life and Death

·         Knowledge and ignorance

·         Time

·         Inhaled and exhaled breath

·         Good and evil

·         Duality

Dietary decisions

This body is a living being. For it to survive it needs energy. Energy is obtained from all forms of living matter. You may choose to eat one form or the other, this is purely your choice. Your constitution may determine what is palatable for you or not. Often our decisions are made on the basis of emotions or sentiments. You would not want to consume things that you perceive are in your so called circle of morals. You would rather consume things that you do not have any attachment to. A fundamental assumption made here is that the living thing that you are consuming does not experience feelings like your favourite cow, brother or tree. I make a decision that I will consume x rather than y because x is a lower form of life or does not have feelings and emotions and so is more apt for my consumption. Is there anything like a lower form of life? Who decides what is a lower or higher form of life and what should be consumed and what shouldn’t? Life feeds on life

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Some questions for deaf ears like so many times before.

·         Can we live in a world where the amassment of wealth is not the single driving force of mankind?

·         Can we live in a world where leaders are driven by moral responsibility to all living creatures in their areas of influence? Can our great thinkers devise a system that selects and produces these leaders?

·         Can our instinct for war be quelled?

·          Can the hunger for power be fettered?

·          Can nature be saved? Can we be saved? Nature will probably survive us like a bad case of food poisoning

·         What made us into these vain creatures that we have become? The creations of our minds – the gods, the wise men and their philosophies or each one of us who has taken this path as a result of free will?

·         Can we locate the gene for greed and silence it across the world?

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Every moment, instant to instant,

Live instinctively according to your true nature

That’s all it takes to take you through this life effortlessly

Driven by your karma to your final destination, your heaven or hell,

Like an arrow on a straight line path to its target

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The last thought

The thought of death

The death of thought

And then what?

Bliss???

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Stock up your grass for the cold and rainy day

Just like the farmer stocks up his food and wood

Because just like your body needs nourishment in times of scarcity

So does your mind

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Any action or thought done with complete focus and dedication for long enough will energise all your chakras

If you reach a level of awareness early in the process, then the process will be a pleasure that much longer

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The most viable form of human relationships is love, the path of least resistance

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Shiva has never existed in flesh and blood and neither has Vishnu or Brahma. All three are thought patterns that reflect the current state of man’s collective consciousness at any point in time. Just like every cell knows when to create, sustain and destroy so too does collective human consciousness. Brahma was prominent during the early phases of man’s mental evolution and has faded away since, Vishnu has been prominent during the last 6000 years of man’s stable existential phase. When the time is right for us to decline as a species, Shiva will become prominent and dominate man’s consciousness. He will guide our consciousness blissfully to our doom using the wrathful energy of Shakti

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Vision of Shiva for the lovers of flesh

I had this vision of Shiva as the linga. Ganga gushing from the top of his head like the penis in ejaculation – symbolism for supreme bliss... Supreme bliss obtained by raising your Kundalini to your head and connecting with the universal energy.

Tantra is the path of the yogi who does not fixate on sex, intoxication and other such means which are partial glimpses of the truth. He simulates his god head with yoga, nature and right thoughts and attains bliss eternally by conjugating and bathing in the juices of the universal energy

Maya has gained tremendous power. Her veils of multiple hues enchant men and women alike. Can we blend her hues together so that the divine unity is revealed instead of trapping ourselves in the short term pleasures that each hue gives us?

Conquest of Maya can happen only in one place and that is your mind.

Grass is a jet engine for the mind on its journey into the exploration of awareness and super consciousness. Maybe if your mind is far removed from reality or rigid, you may not be able to initially handle the intensity of what you experience. This journey is however brief and only a glimpse which is why it is called a reality revealer. Once the journey is over your mind is tired since you have burned energy at a high rate. Yoga is the journey into the super conscious that can be more permanent and which leaves you energized and blissful longer.

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Felling of a Tree

The incident:

I woke up on Thursday morning with the sound of a loud crash. Metal seemed involved so I assumed some guys had decided to meet in the growingly popular way that they meet in real life in Bangalore these days. Then the kids in the neighbour’s house started running about getting very excited. Got out of bed and onto the terrace and looked down towards the intersection. There weren’t any vehicles there but a huge branch from a tree had fallen across the road just beyond the intersection with its branches grazing a couple of unlucky vehicles parked on the other site of the road.

A little about the scene of the crime

The road i live on is a busy road with a lot of traffic flowing through it throughout the day. In fact there is so much traffic that the road is a one way now. When we moved in about 27 years ago, there used to be a lake in front of the house and a cattle shed and a large village well close by where kids would jump in during the summer for a splash. Since then, the city developed so much in this direction that there are people from townships way beyond who head into and across the city through this street.

The central character

My lack of botanical knowledge prevents me from giving you the type of tree it was whose branch had fallen but it had large beautiful leaves that grew in clumps and were of shades varying from a deep green to brownish red which looked fabulous in the twilight. I did not realise that the tree was so large till the branch which had fallen exposed the rest of the main tree. The foliage in the trees was quite dense and I had seen parrots flying to and from the tree a few times.

The action

The fallen branch immediately caused a huge pile up on the road even though it was not peak traffic time. The resulting chaos had the traffic police officials from the nearby station appearing on the scene to try and resolve the problem. A few persons were rounded up and the task of clearing the path for traffic commenced. It took more than a couple of hours to cut down the fallen branch into smaller more manageable pieces. There also appeared that cutting wood was a skill that a lot of people got a better appreciation of in the process. Traffic flows from all sides were managed and the scene was cleared. Traffic resumed on the road and returned to its noisy levels.

The crime

A little after this, the sound of chopping wood made my dad, niece and myself look up from our morning frolic on the terrace. The sound was coming from the direction of the tree. There were a couple of men at work on the main tree. These guys looked like they knew their business well and were efficiently chopping off its limbs. All three of us stared at this for some time trying to register the scene. The first thought that came to mind for me was that it looks like somebody wants to teach the tree a good lesson for what the branch had done, a lesson the tree would not forget. My dad muttered something in disgust and said that it’s going to be hot this summer. My niece’s face had one of those expressions that convey the confusion in a child’s mind and only said..’Cutting the tree’

I went about the rest of the day’s work. In the evening I climbed right on top of my house to see the sunset since I am trying to fill my evening with as many sunsets as I can in the time left ahead. Looking in the direction of the intersection brought my attention to the tree again. In the fading twilight it looked arresting and I could not take my eyes off it. All the branches except for the main trunk and its two biggest branches had been cut off. A few twigs of leaves remained from one of these branches. As I looked at it, the arms seem to resemble outstretched arms. The part where a large branch had been chopped off at the root resembled the downturned face of a man in deep tired sleep. The place where the branch that had fallen in the morning had been connected to the tree resembled a wound in the side where a large spear had been thrust into the side of a man. I stood for a long time looking at the thoughts that this connection brought to my mind.

Conspiracy theories

My stupidly analytical and chattering mind comes up with all kinds of conspiracy theories at a time when I least expect it. There used to be traffic cops that stand at the turn at the start of the road to fine unsuspecting traffic offenders. Had someone who had got into a confrontation with the officials decided to create some mischief by cutting down the branch. Had the branch just fallen down because of the heavy winds and the rest of the tree paid the price for its weakness? It has been very very windy around Bangalore in the last few days and was this an early warning from nature about the fierceness of this year’s monsoons? There are a couple of people who stand in the shade of the tree ironing people’s clothes. Was this an attack on them by some rivals in a turf war?

Conclusion

I stood today morning and looked at the tree. My parents had gone to church. A parrot appeared from somewhere and seemed to have lost its bearings since it didn’t find the leaves it was looking for. It rested on the naked branch for a couple of seconds and then flew away as the strangeness didn’t appeal to it. I stared at the tree for a few moments and felt like I was in my own personal church. My mother says that the twigs are enough for the tree to grow back but I believe it will be a good few years before the foliage gets back to its pre-assault density if it ever does get back.

Midday Report

Got up this morning just like any other day in the recent past with the sun having climbed high enough on the horizon to start more intensely demanding my acknowledgement. As usual after the initial orientation in terms of who I am and where I am and the checking of the various movable parts of the body that happens every morning to ensure that the vehicle is running ok and the mandatory thoughts of special ones, I asked myself the usual questions. What do I really need to do today? The answer from my personal assistant was an evening drink with Naveen. Very nice, nothing to scramble around for and at the end of the day.. a drink with old friends.

Got out of bed, did the daily tasks and workouts , finalized the venue for the evening drink ( good old Akshaya), had my breakfast at lunch time and took up the day’s newspaper. Smoked a joint and decided to sit under the shade of the tree that covers my terrace and read the day’s paper. Nature blooming in April in Bangalore and looking even more fresh after the good rains last evening, ha what bliss!

Hmm.. what’s the world been up to? First article in the papers that caught my eye was about Mohandas Pai having quit Infosys since he presumably wasn’t offered the top job by NRN. Didn’t realize that there was more to this in the inner pages where there were stories about others as well who had quit from top management. Hmm.. India’s corporate flagship drifting?? Also found in the inner pages about how ICICI is rethinking its overseas strategy as the UK and Canada are demanding a share once again of Indian loot for their local businessmen. (Wonder what the terms are for their businesses here?) An Indian is in line for Nestle’s top job. Looks like Indian industry is in flux from within and without and corporations may after all be national entities and not the global entities we thought them to be.

Next thing was a Supreme Court statement (i think) that the state of Karnataka had been robbed naked of its mineral ores ( and of course its forest cover) in the past few years. Interesting observation but a little late, maybe the Anna Hazare effect?? There were further articles in the paper about Binayak Sen being freed on bail and the SC giving the Chattisgarh government a lesson on the definition of sedition. The Chatisgarh government hits back by saying that Sen cannot enter Chattisgarh which the SC overrules. Veerappa Moily says the law on sedition needs to be changed and that he will initiate this. Wow three way fist fight between state government (non incumbent?) and judiciary and center? Is this a response to the threat of an alternate legal entity called the Lokpal (Jan?) committee or a flexing of muscles to show who has power? Also in the middle of all this are photographs of members of the Lokpal committee with both government and non government members lined up against each other in true IPL fashion. Looks almost like a lagaan match up. Mouthwatering fare for a media and nation obsessed with cricket. Isn’t SC versus governments itself good enough I wonder?

Now for the inner pages.. Hindi answer scripts burnt in Mysore district forces re-examination for thousands of students. Any connection with strikes by staff for extra pay or some kids wanting to prolong the good old school years?? Has stuff like this ever happened I try to recall and put myself in the shoes of the kids who need to rewrite the exam. Not nice.. I hope this whole thing was an accident and suddenly answer scripts are not a powerful weapon for war games.

I wade through the nonsense on the science page.. Something about where language originated, how to prevent creasing on your cleavage at night with a wonder bra, the usual messages about what is good or not good for you in total contrast to what was said yesterday.

The next page caught me for a long time. The Allies are at it again. Hooray... war games for the blood thirsty. The dogs of war are busy fighting over the remaining meat. Russia protests, Gaddafi forces use Russian made weapons to attack rebels, NATO makes noises about innocent deaths while planning offensives, Gaddafi’s daughter screams defiance from her bomb shelled balcony like a modern day revolutionary, Al Qaida tells surrounding Arabs to devour the infidels who survive the current blood bath. All this alongside an article about how US organizations sponsored the protests and allegedly fomented rebellion against the regime. Close by is news about Obama raising record campaign funds and asking for his supporters to show their strength. Something going on here?? Is it white vs black America or warmongers vs peaceniks all over again? Is it Hillary vs Obama? Around all this are the thumb sized articles of political fires all around Africa. Somebody suggests using the stem cells of the workers in Japan battling radiation to regenerate parts of their bodies in case they are irreparably damaged. This is after more than 40 days of extreme radiation exposure. Real human bodies and reality for a nation obsessed with virtuality but a little too late? Looks like we are being presented with sufficient lab material to test out all our advances in medical science what with war torn bodies, radiation burned bodies, cancer ridden bodies and what not.

Beneath all this is a photograph of 13 year old girls crying at Justin Beiber’s show in Israel and a girl dressed as a bride wanting to marry him. Are these kids (possibly disguised Palestinians?) trying to escape Israel or is it the music industry’s very successful strategy of plying younger and younger audiences I wonder.

Finally the IPL maze. I try to go through the articles and decide I am not up to it. The battles going on and all the egos involved is too much for me. I could get easily lost in this world (as if the other worlds aren’t bad enough). I’ll probably catch up with the match..if i remember.

This is a summary of what the print media has updated me on in terms of what’s happening in the world. TV channels will be carrying identical images.

I put the paper aside and go sit down near the old lady. She looks more weary than usual. Says she threw up in the morning and hasn’t eaten much. She’s been battling with her day like all these years and working tirelessly to keep her near and dear ones nourished but mother earth is growing really weary. Looks like a longer day than usual for her today. I wonder what I can do to make things easy for her. Maybe wash a few dishes that she may have forgotten in the sink. I conclude that my absence may be the best medicine and vamoose like the coward I am to sit and write this and feel like I’m doing something she would be proud of.

Well, am done with this now.. my mid day report. Still half the day ahead,  guess I’ll go and stuff myself some more with my mama’s nourishment and then there’s still time for a nap, a joint and some ayurvedic tuning of the mind before the evening beers with the boys

Has the world changed or has it always been like this I wonder? Life and death on all levels in a constant dance, sometimes blissful, sometimes terrifying. The chaos of the external world and the disturbed calmness of the inner as a result of it. Glad with the rate of flow of time immediately around me. Enough time to calm the mind I guess and withdraw into the bliss that the babas spoke about.