Friday, 22 September 2017

CONFLUENCE OF SIX STREAMS


At the confluence of the six streams of consciousness!


Turbulently gushing and flowing! 


A whirlpool of phenomena!


Arising from this dynamic flux


Solidity, Identity and permanence!


A magical show!  


An illusion! A mirage!


Oh foolish mind


Don’t trust your eyes!


Don’t be fooled by all the appearance!


Don’t cling or struggle!



Just flow with the nature of Emptiness! 





WEB OF CONNECTIONS



One man’s joy will make everyone happy



One man’s pain will hurt us all



To see this is wisdom



To fail; is endless suffering!  



The heretic says



In this web of connections




There is no separate “I” my friend! 

DELUDED MIND



A web of stories




Life and blood




A creature !  




Clinging to these





The deluded mind! 

FLEETING EMOTIONS




Empowered by darkness






The candle flickers!







Fleeting emotions! 

INDIFFERENT UNIVERSE


The sky opens up!


And suddenly


“I “vanish


Burnt out by anger


Fully consumed by hatred


Emptied of all remaining hope


Nothing is left of me! 


Nothing except!



Twinkling stars and the vastness of the indifferent universe!

Wednesday, 30 August 2017

MOLTEN ANGER


Oh How much Misery! Oh! How much pain!

Can existence can be so weary!

Can life be so wrathful?

Can all of this; be of my own making!

The fire of hated burns!  

Burns within me!

Burning and charring

Even the remnants of my soul!

Alas!

Nothing good is left of it

Molten anger boils and overflows

And destroys everything in its path

Nothing is left, of sanity and rationality!  

Thanks to this! All my misery!

The heretic says!

To hold on to anger; is to live in hell

Oh foolish mind!


Drop anger before it’s too late!



HIBISCUS



Between dawn and dusk





Blossoming fully!





Not worrying about withering away






The hibiscus Flower! 







NAMELESS FEELINGS


The air is heavy; the day is humid

A light drizzle falls

The leaves gently tremble

The sky is gray

The clouds are dark and in a hurry

In my mind

Thoughts are scarce

But a heavy feeling grows in the chest

A distant sting

A prod within

A writhe in the gut

A non-corporeal ache

An unexplainable sense of sinking!

As I sit here and watch the clouds of nameless  feelings pass by!


I gently hope for a sunny day!

SHIP OF HOPE



Possibilities are many




Actualities, few! 




Sailing between  




The ship of hope!


THIS HELL


Wrath and misery!  



No peace of mind



No serenity!



No sanity!



Only restless burning fury!




This hell!