THE SUBLIME-
emotional
empulses
engage
identify
powers
of
imagination
in
pleasures
unknown
unimaginable
yet
pertceptibly
proportionate
a
brooding
infinity
of
novel
enthusiastic
rhetoric
differentiated
pleasing
phenomena
in
delightful
limitless
stillness
of
literary
analogous
motifs
POETIC FANTASY
significant
themes
emanating
realities
to
encompass
tainted
&
arbitary
but
figuratively
conventional
notions
so
beautifully
nostalgic
evocative
with
material
discrepancies
&
continuous
agile
fluctuations
with
abundant
intuitive
affinities
in
differentiated
dissimilar
common
engagements
“There is neither invitation nor casting off; how can there be flowers, leaves, meditations, and recitation of sacred texts, and how can there be worship of Siva, which is identity and difference?”
Contemplate: where can omnipresence move?
Thus, for God there is neither space nor time,
self-aware consciousness as does behoove
vibrant Self radiating bliss beat’s chime.
Waves are not separate from the ocean,
so likewise all that is, is God alone,
be it the void or worlds in motion,
the rainbow’s hues and each musical tone.
Life forms everywhere are breathed by God’s will,
merely seeming differentiated,
this wisdom recognised when we are still,
whence we shine as pure Self, liberated.
Transcending all forms, concepts and labels
we shine as Self spoken of in fables.
“Birth in this universe of false appearances is neither thine nor mine. This shameless mind appears as differentiated. This, devoid of difference and nondifference, is neither mine nor thine. I am the nectar of Knowledge, homogeneous Existence, like the sky.”
The one becomes two and then one again,
colours of the rainbow restored to white,
mind dropped when we break free from ego’s chain,
revealing our true Self as living light.
When the truth is seen with spherical sight,
we view with nonchalance life’s lucid dream,
knowing in truth things are not what they seem.
“Thou hast no name and form even to the extent of allusion, nor any substance differentiated or undifferentiated. Why dost thou grieve, O thou of shameless mind? I am the nectar of Knowledge, homogeneous Existence, like the sky.”
First things first: know we are not body-mind
Unreal is all that is manifest
Life is a school where we learn to be kind
Let imagined, deluded concepts rest
Baton of awareness from ego wrest
With form discarded, as also space-time
All that that then remains is bliss beat’s chime
CONTEMPLATIVE DIMENSIONS-:-
conceived
inscribed
transformed
implicit
scrutinised
AHEAD OF TIME
perpetual
sequenced
impressions
intuitively
transcending
in a DECORATIVE SYMMETRY
ideas
initiated
differentiated
supplement
inspiration
“This universe is differentiated into spheres, seven Swargas and seven Patalas.”
~ extract from ‘The Holy Science’
Brahman the absolute alone exists,
who by His will all the worlds manifests,
realms of contrast where delusion persists
until exhausted, soul’s ego lust rests,
renouncing forever earth bound conquests.
We need not analyse realms and domains.
Let’s focus instead on cleansing soul’s stains.
Maya, the veil we may call illusion,
is differentiated perception,
which believing real is delusion,
sensory inputs causing deception,
conditioned belief and preconception.
As long as we believe we’re body-mind,
cravings of ego grip us in their bind,
freedom from which requires a shift to heart,
love enabled, with all mankind entwined,
eye single, whence our God-search quest can start.
when the eye is single
all there is, is light
then differentiated perception
manifests play of illusions
time and space make possible
surfing the bardo
where betwixt dance of polarities
toroidal heart imbibes love
beyond duality and non-duality
everything everywhere all at once
we descend and ascend
as we choose with vibrance
differentiated perception
delights but deludes
if we stagnate
in illusions
Shiva came
Then He left
As cognised
The fault line
Awareness
Stuporous
God is close
Feel heartbeats
Flow with breath
differentiated perception
caused by eons of conditioning
asserts itself as base reflex instinct
from which no doubt we rebound
but not before recognising
we are as yet bound
attention fixated on one object at a time
a flaw of our differentiated perception
unless soul focus be void-centric
we indulge in self-deception
each form is breathed by God
thus seeing in all entities Him alone
moment by moment recalling this truth
our stuporous awareness we gently so hone
from a distance
the dead leaf resembled
that beautiful sun bird
I had seen yesterday
flawed perception
taken to be the truth
delighted my heart
for a few moments
likewise looking outward
at myriad objects
imagined as real
veils the light of Self
if our fontanel tingles
or third eye glistens
our throb of anticipation
quickens as soul listens
we tend to neglect
other nodes that pulsate
if our eye be single
why do we discriminate
as spirit enlivening form
and we as the all-there-is
feel within each sensation
innate vibrancy of bliss
differentiated perception
ride on the Ferris wheel
may then all coordinates
hold to heart equal appeal
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