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Learn Rebellion

Where everyone is hustling
Seek nothing from your time.

Don’t try and capitalize it.
You can never profit from your own slavery.

Choose solitude over noisy company;
Invalidation can be a valuable gift.

Let the agitated
Have and live with the last word.

Do the illogical…
And free yourself from the prison of opinions.

Lose purposely.
It’s better than celebrating mindless wins.

Reject the world that is designed to ingratiate itself to you
Seek honesty. Choose difficulty. Cherish the frictions.

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Can We?

Isn’t there creativity
In creating technologies
That can create anything that humans can?

Isn’t there creativity
In developing a simulation
Of human intelligence?

Have the expectations from human creativity
Now reached heights
That cannot be humanly scaled?

Is this the last we are seeing
Of human agency and creativity
At and for human scale?

Can we now find the creativity
To articulate a definition of creativity
That is free of pride and desire and ambition?

Can we return to a way of seeing
That is free of filters and grotesque forms
That hype up beauty, wealth, knowledge and power?

Can we stop creating the Gods
That we couldn’t find?
Can we become seekers of truth again?

Can we reclaim the necessary-
Our leisure, our slowness, our honesty;
And walk away from our creations of the unnecessary?

Can we pause the accolades and celebrations
And ask if there is a higher creativity to be found
In no longer creating creativity-sucking simulations?

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What You Can Do For Me

Free me if you must
From smallness
Save me from shrinking
Liberate me from fear
Educate my desires.

Inspire me to greatness
Reveal to me the finest
Move my attention
From fault to feature
Bless me with generosity and kindness.

In a haze of abstractions
Give me the vision to see the real
Make visible the invisible
Give me the courage to choose faith
When I’m tempted to choose what’s easy.

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Love is not an Affair

We are sensual in nature
Divine in essence
And spiritual in aspiration.

We succumb
We surrender
We refuse to stay fallen.

We also have a mind
That reflects and contemplates
As deeply as it distorts.

How does one explain
The silence of the spirit
When chemistry commands?

How interesting it is
That love’s roots are bodies entwined
Yet it grows to branch out and be free.

That chemistry of a racing heart and a lingering gaze
Are the stirrings of a love that must silently begin
By going undercover so that it can eventually grow.

Love’s journey is to be long and arduous.
Even as it is rooted in silence and sensuality
It learns the art of selfless self-expression.

In a world designed for dependencies
Love’s spiritual force can only be realized
By discovering freedom within belonging.

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Framed

What are you testing through life?
Whether what passes as truth
Is indeed true?
What if what you seek as knowledge
Only remains a theory… a pleasing perspective?

What would it take for your search to wane?
A health scare? Financial troubles?
Loss? Boredom? Purposelessness?
What if these are not as trivial and as fleeting
As an inspired perspective often makes them out to be?

What if despite being false and unreal
They are more powerful than your own weak faith?
What if this grand quest for truth
Is nothing but a false hope framed by the very
Premise by which you have framed the world?

Is truth something we find?
Or, is truth a realization we arrive to?
Let your frames- worthy as they may be- crash and shatter!
See what remains.
The uncreated and the undestroyed must be true.

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Attuned to a Higher Existence

Existence doesn’t need you to invest
In a career, in a pursuit, in a vocation.
Existence is not in need, life is.
Life is a journey of self-discovery.

In and through life,
We must be able to learn
What defines our limitations
And also, what inspires us to transcend them.

We must learn to read
Our own silence
And seek within it
The truest expression of knowledge.

We must find the apposite means
To freedom and fulfilment.
And know that life is essentially free
It unfolds through the choices we make.

If choice is free
Why then, are we not free of consequences?
Consequences are lessons
That only the living will understand.

Desire propels us forward
Yet, can be terribly misleading
Consequences teach us
That desire cannot be entrusted with fulfilment.

We must align with truth even when
The world is not inherently true.
It is a projection of a turbulent mind.
Truth is that which lies beyond the mind.

All investments, all gains, all losses
In this world are illusory.
A life well-lived is a life that has learned
The art of being attuned to a higher existence.

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To Go Beyond One Must Return

It comes as no surprise that we now crave
Slowness, real connection, fulfilment and meaning
Even as we work the grind for all the artifice we’ve created–
Modern myths of success, networks as social capital
And speed and efficiency as competencies and calibre.

Somewhere along the way we corrupted our logic
We misconstrued freedom as unchecked liberty.
Power as that which usurps authority by ‘rules’.
Leadership as that which pushes and shoves.
And discourse that is shaped by dogma and dishonesty.

We’ve now reached the end of civilization as we know it.
A future awaits the directions we must take today.
We are fated for a destiny we have carved for ourselves.
We must ask ourselves: what are we upholding?
What are we sustaining? What are we creating and why?

Not because we have the power to change the course of events
But because in deliberation we are empowered to sustain the good.
We pause. We wait. We listen. We slow down.
We allow ourselves to be recreated;
To be redeemed and reformed.

The collapse we are anticipating- will it bring us relief?
Or regret? Or will we feel a sense of retribution?
Will we be affected or liberated?
What lessons will we learn
From the transgressions and hubris of humanity?

In order to learn the new, we may have to unlearn the old.
We may have to unplug from the virtual reality of the world
And relearn how to exist- simply, faithfully and irrevocably.
We may have to learn that reality exists, and it needs to be read
Not via thought, but in and through meditation.

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Wickedness is not Necessary, Just Convenient

As humans, we are challenged everyday.
We live in a world where it’s easier to learn
Lessons of disrespect, domination and control
Than those of kindness, love and compassion.
Power today has little authority
And is vested with the obnoxious.

We’ve begun to believe
That humans are despicable
An inconvenient cost factor in a world
Where everything is evaluated
In terms of profit and loss
And as such, must be managed and controlled.

Our intelligence has narrowed
And so have our hearts.
We refuse to feel lest we be perceived
As being weak and fallible.
We merely function in the world today
We have forgotten the art of living.

The world is no longer free
Humanity has delusionally fragmented itself
And needs unsustainable wealth, power and control
To save the few at the cost of all.
We’re enslaved by our beliefs and conveniences
And by the false promises we’re sold.

We’re no longer a globe of wonder and myth
We’ve reshaped the world into infrastructure
That serves agendas of domination.
We’ve sold our dreams to this nightmare of reality
Where fictions have their basis in fact.
Numbers, I’m told, do not lie.

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Forgive, Because You Are Human

Forgiveness is love.
It is to give your kindness
To those who show you none.

Relationships are not equal
They are not always reciprocal.
But they are…they exist
And one is called upon by life
To honour existence.

One can’t bend what is
To one’s liking
To question existence
Is to be faced with what it is
As an answer.

Forgiveness is a tough lesson.
It is honouring, accepting and letting go–
All at once.
In forgiving, we don’t come closer
We move beyond.

We create space
We trust in the power of love
To heal, to help, to transform.

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Step Out. Leave the Story.

The memories
Of the desires I carried
Are still vivid in my mind.

But memory is a ghost
That can no longer
Engage the present.

It just lives on
Like the relic of an entity
That once was.

One can remember it
Perhaps even taste
Its bittersweetness.

But in order
To live and love today
I must be free of my yesterdays.

I must ask
Do I still want now
What I had longed for then?

And I must have the courage
To step out of a story
That narrates my life to me.

I must close the book
I must reclaim my authorship
And write what remains unwritten.