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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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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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The Ordinary Man

The ordinary man is no longer a latent flame;
A man walking courageously on a middle path
Between knowing and restraint.
He is now simply a statistic…
A subordinate to all that we’ve come to glorify.

The ordinary man today,
Wears his ordinariness like a costume
To feign helplessness and weakness
He uses his common man status
as an excuse to escape from responsibility.

But true ordinariness is an extraordinary thing.
It isn’t about invisibility and conformity
Neither is it a clever strategy of deference
To gain favours and honours
From self-proclaimed saviours and gods.

The ordinary has immense power
Simply because it is capable of plain speak
In the face of raging rhetoric.
It is just as capable of saying no
As it is being agreeable and saying yes.

In being ordinary, one understands the difference
Between the necessary and the excessive.
One is able to accept difficulty squarely
Without running away or escaping
in meaningless distractions and pointless schemes.

Ordinariness is like the alaap
That pulls together intelligence and emotion
Into an enduring harmony.
The ordinary is mastery over life
Through integration, not exception.

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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.

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We Refuse To Live With Reality

And what after you became
Who you had dreamed of being?
Did the dream become your reality?
Or did it insist that you must remain asleep?

One has to awaken to Reality.
It doesn’t move along the road
Of your dreams and desires
It was. It is . It will be. It doesn’t become.

So all that grand standing…
All that effort to change… to achieve…to acquire…
All that energy consumed by your ambition…
What happened to it all?

Did it convert to meaning?
Did it give you the reins to your joy?
Did your commanding stature work in the face of sorrow?
Did you experience contentment and bliss?

Did your work free you from delusion?
Did it liberate you from your thoughts?
Did you find love in youth and beauty?
Did you find true friends in fame and power?

We strive to become
Because we don’t know how to be.
That which is simple is made complicated
Because we refuse to live with Reality.

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Culture

I’ve often wondered about nakedness
Not just of the body
But also of the mind…
And how we’ve constructed
The meaning of virtue with so much nuance.

The human is a creature of meaning;
Of perception enhanced by learning.
We understand the extent of a day
By learning to ‘see’ the night.
Differences perceived make clear the definition.

The dressed body is intentional
It is a desire to be seen on one’s own terms
Not simply as a naked truth
But as a presence that is simultaneously
Human and divine; here and beyond.

We must dress up, not because we are vain
But because we are seeking who we are–
Not just naked bodies, but in our nakedness,
We are a vast cosmos of possibilities.
Through dress, we come to see newer versions of ourselves.

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To Sustain Life, Allow for Change

Time is the playground of life.
Do something daily, consistently
And it becomes a habit.
But a habit can, over time, become a prison.

Break the habit;
And you’ll create the new.
When you create the new
The old and the familiar starts slipping away.

The new must now be fixed.
To replace the old and the familiar
It must achieve a new rhythm
It must become ingrained as a habit.

But a habit can, over time, become a prison.
It can make you numb to experience
Keep playing then. Be the destroyer,
The sustainer and creator on the playground of time.