April Fool’s Day!

April Fool 01.4.2022

1. I recently learned: April Fool’s Day is celebrated on first day of April along with New Vikram Samvat Year.

2. Fabled king Vikramaditya has to do with thirty two teeth we have in our mouths. This king has a hidden treasure under his seat growing up. Without being aware of its worth: the king plays with his friends. When he grows up and becomes thirty two years old: he’s reminded to be congnizant of his own worth which is equivalent to many suns.

3. All systems of keeping track of time: including those of heliocentric and lunacentric and otherwise are dependent on ephemeris. Eye of Horus counts every moment. April shouldn’t come here. May contains allergens. June is a bug. July and August may shower. September offers end too soon. Autumn tells you a truth. January fifteenth is true harvest. February is already too hot. March needn’t be as big a VOID every year but Cash matters in the month of March in 2022 in this city. Rene Descartes. Coordinate geometry.

4. Are you an orphan? Do you help yourself by educating yourself? Why’s April Fool’s Day called so? Do I ask more rhetoric questions than I answer? It’s upto you. It’s a Friday here and if you BALEEB….my pronunciation is perfect….I also SPELL perfect to take you beyond darkness and Moon to help you relax and sleep. Happy Weekend. May Six may bring Benedict Cumberbatch starring Doctor Strange in an infinite multiverse of Madness.

#anhourinsideabadmintonhallofgnosisandaleep, #april-fools-day, #calendars, #zummeratiyogabadatwitteratigandandy

Cleanliness Survey 2022.3.27

1. A picture is worth a thousand words.

2. Another picture. It’s been a visit by the governor of this state, a football tournament and another mega visit: this stadium has witnessed so many events within the last month or two : only thing that remains unchanged is filth and lack of budget and resources for cleanliness. Kyoto of CHHATARPUR after….

Baburam Chaturvedi Stadium Chhatarpur Madhya Pradesh India 471001. Two days before Kushabhaau Thackeray Birth Centenary celebration.

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Baburam Chaturvedi Stadium Chhatarpur Madhya Pradesh India 471001 on 27.3.2022 14:20 Afternoon.

4. It’s two days before visit of leaders who are supposed to be brand ambassadors of cleanliness campaign: Baburam Chaturvedi Stadium pavilion end near Lalbahadur hand pump, badminton hall.

Urinals and water resources in and nearby Baburam Chaturvedi Stadium Chhatarpur Madhya Pradesh 471001 police lines

#27-3-2022, #a-picture-is-worth-a-thousand-words, #cleanliness-survey, #kushabhaau-thackeray-birth-centenary

Rain

30.3.23

It rained.
It all looks washed up.
Thunder and clouds cracking.
Trees dancing in glee.
Deep azure sky and some sunshine.
Birds flapping their wings to shed water.
A festival,
Someone gone dumb,
To noises,
To oblivion,
A call- an echo.

#birds, #rain, #verse, #words

Where do we come from?

1. I heard the news of demise of someone in the neighborhood. I clearly remember having greeted him only a few days ago. May he rest in peace.

2. The youngest brother of a student visited today. He has forgotten how to write proper English alphabet. The last time I appreciated him for his painting : Sun coming out between two hills -he was wearing a sweater that day. After hearing that fond appreciation –rest of the kids in the class-his brothers and sisters also started painting earnestly. Then, gradually, younger ones vanished out of the class. His voice is husky.

3. There were a few clouds in the sky when I came upstairs. A jet plane is making its ascent up towards North. Birds are returning to nests and soft devotional music is being played in a nearby temple as soft breeze touches my skin. We played sixty questions on United Nations World Food Program’s free rice site. Last time we had played a hundred. Mental ability of students as well as instructor has enhanced as a result of practice. It delights me to see some useful skills imparted to these students. I elaborated a bit on how to solve their examination papers properly. I myself couldn’t master this art until my university years.

4. A nightingale sings. I discuss a bit about afterlife with my student. When I had exhausted a wide array of narratives on afterlife on the web: i had formed an opinion after being bored. It was : to know what happens after death-you only need to wait until that happens. The suggestion seems to be logical. It might appeal to some people. Why bother speculating about something which is naturally going to happen in a few years; maybe earlier than you expect or anticipate?

However: it’s not in keeping with so many things you prepare for in advance. It’s true that the death and the afterlife is the great unknown but you would do your best based on as much as you have gleaned about it so far.

The most fundamental understanding i gained about afterlife was: its remarkable similarity to life you had. Which brings us to the question of eternal life as well. Based on scriptures and other sources i was convinced of fantastic notions. Miracles and such. After having seen some resets i realised that those magical shows were for a price(as always) and they always served a purpose -as if the God was a utilitarian God. Strange, isn’t it?

The system which gives passage to countless beings through realms must be an accomodating system. And it must use a language with which you’re familiar: therefore there’s no use imagining a realm or world so alienated that it renders you dumbfounded.

This also brings me to a fundamental understanding of reality or God realisation: when I was too desperate to realise God and asked a friend about it: he told me that God can’t be made manifested in an instrument like ours. It’s similar to an idea propounded and often repeated by UG Krishnamurti. The simple counter to this is: God being perfectly capable of imparting perfect realisation to anyone anywhere. Less than that doesn’t mean God.

OTOH: The fractal model of reality has a design where you keep seeing mundane, surreal and absurd on and on as you evolve. Since there’s no limit to evolution: only eternity- you would continue to come to similar patterns and conclusion without ever meeting the final guy: because there’s no final guy.

Another idea: the depiction of reality as an infinite column of light or infinite dot matrix which isn’t just a cosmic egg: it has no shape: is in fact an exercise of imagination. It occurred to me that the habit of expansion is somehow a flawed notion which works against contraction. Reality might just be spaceless/timeless and since that can’t be captured by imagination it does something impossible: the opposite- trying to imagine a limitless vast expanse fuelled by imagination.

Unfathomable, indescribable, limitless, undecipherable and so on: you use various descriptors for reality because it delights your mind. It melts in its own search. It merges into peace.

#afterlife, #eternity, #mystery, #reality

Dance Me to the End of Love

Dancing any kind of dancing can be a joy. Listening to songs about dancing and the music can make one’s mood uplifted. Dancing is also a great form of exercise. I know that when I hear music or songs about dancing I always want to start dancing myself. Please follow the link below to learn about some songs with dancing in the title and listen to the great music:

https://vocal.media/beat/dance-me-to-the-end-of-love

#dance-me-to-the-end-of-love, #music, #songs, #songs-with-dancing-in-the-title

Gnosticism and Vedanta!

Gnostic master takes a model of reality in which mind is considered separate from spirit. The true home of mind is considered to be the cosmic egg, whereas the true home of spirit is considered to be Truth Realm.

In this model of reality and your journey way back to home: logos or word plays a key role. The myth tells you that it was logos which structured all realms- obviously by divine ordinance- but it appears to be dark and unjustified below a realm known as Parbrahman or transcendental creative realm where you can appreciate how light and darkness mix with eachother in a divine interplay for creation. Below this realm: darkness increases and realms like cosmic egg, egg and matter appear.

The transcendental mind begins when you’ve crossed over the threshold of cosmic egg where mind is originated. It’s the source of causation. Beyond it the darkness and light mingle in such a way that you can’t call it mind and yet there’s a reign of spirit. Truth realm is perfectly spiritual realm where master and disciple are one with logos and wisdom or sophos has been saved completely. Even beyond it reality continues with unobservable, ineffable and nameless attributes or attributeless.

The key difference between Advaita Vedanta and Gnostic theory is in their approach. Vedanta denies the structure which is used in the Gnostic scheme. Demiurge’s realm begins when light and darkness mix in equal proportions. It’s also divine will but to everyone experiencing reality at this level of awareness and below it : it seems unjustified. The universe can never feel righteous or free or blissful because it’s not true universe or reality or freedom but merely a mirrored version of reality.

Vedanta investigates mind which is the source of all trouble. It traces it back to its root source where it merges. Then a new mind or new light appears in which the old mind is found to be absent. It was a phantom or apparition like the magician in David Lynch’s Inland Empire.

Vedanta emphasizes that the mind can’t exist without its essence or support like waves of ocean can’t exist without ocean which is water. Waves are merely modifications in the waters. Gnostic mind is also Spirit or Self which appears to be something independent. Thus only true home or Self or Spirit is found to be the reality existing at all levels : which means there are no levels or even a journey back to home. This is the highest freedom where mind is not.

The two approaches to reality differ only in the way they treat reality. Gnostic theory has more to do with transformation of mind and its becoming subtler. It’s refinement of intellect which is able to shine with knowledge of Self. Vedanta by denying any existence to a dream you had last night- which is a vague remembrance – denies even the foundation of dream: body, mind in which body exists and the rest of it.

#bliss, #gnosis, #gnosticism, #jnana, #vedanta

Friday Evening!

1. As i was coming downstairs i spotted a crescent Moon over twinkling bright Venus. They’re very closely conjunct with the north node of Moon in Aries. I took the picture which seemed to have evaporated when I sat to compose this article.

2. Prior to this i had a prolonged discussion on birth chart of an acquaintance. A synchronicity that he put the questions up for discussion when I was planning to write a bit.

3. We answered sixty questions on United Nations World Food Program’s free rice site on multiplication tables during our class. Prior to the commencing of class i had to hear them out and resolve their recurring conflicts.

4. There were clouds in the sky. The birds kept coming in variegated numbers. I had to make an urgent call to a friend who had called earlier as class began.

5. Karma. Stereotypes. Families. Minimalism. Resolution of conflicts. Euthanasia. Transition after death. Stones. Consciousness is consciousness of duality. Nodes. Etc were discussed in the calls yesterday and today.

Note: the featured image has Moon conjunct Venus in Aries with North node hidden somewhere.

#aries, #moon-conjunct-venus, #philosophy

Bullet!

1. As i arrived upstairs with two cups of tea( tu kaptee used to be childhood joke for beginners in English!)- students showed me the bullet in the picture. We speculated about how it might have ended up on this roof.

2. I recalled a similar event when I used to visit Gandhi Smarak Nidhi: one day after I left the premises and it rained- a bullet was fired up on the khappar and i was informed of the same in the evening-what followed was a drama involving a police officer who was Kafkaesque to say the least. That day there were plenty of dark clouds and the word ricochet was suggested by me to the officer. That word still seems to be appropriate.

3. I elaborated the meaning of weblog for a student who enquired. I was taking the picture using smartphone when I unwittingly covered the AI camera up using the latest cover. Then after taking the picture i tell them what topology is- why Web is called that and how weblog became blog. When I first discovered the word log i was surprised to see how woods had entered into the library.

4. The tenants: “last time there were no tenants” used to be my mishearing in the song The Plan from Tenet. The singer speaks tenet. I recalled how i struggled and almost lost a bet to my friend in college over Enrique Iglesias’ pronunciation of trying in the Escape which used to sound like drive. My classmate sarcastically had to insinuate towards my using subtitles for watching English movies then. I recently asked a regular blogger about pronunciation of their cat’s name Iccle: it’s pronounced like trickle. A cat visited us this morning.

#bullet, #pronunciation, #weblog

Bullet!

1. As i arrived upstairs with two cups of tea( tu kaptee used to be childhood joke for beginners in English!)- students showed me the bullet in the picture. We speculated about how it might have ended up on this roof.

2. I recalled a similar event when I used to visit Gandhi Smarak Nidhi: one day after I left the premises and it rained- a bullet was fired up on the khappar and i was informed of the same in the evening-what followed was a drama involving a police officer who was Kafkaesque to say the least. That day there were plenty of dark clouds and the word ricochet was suggested by me to the officer. That word still seems to be appropriate.

3. I elaborated the meaning of weblog for a student who enquired. I was taking the picture using smartphone when I unwittingly covered the AI camera up using the latest cover. Then after taking the picture i tell them what topology is- why Web is called that and how weblog became blog. When I first discovered the word log i was surprised to see how woods had entered into the library.

4. The tenants: “last time there were no tenants” used to be my mishearing in the song The Plan from Tenet. The singer speaks tenet. I recalled how i struggled and almost lost a bet to my friend in college over Enrique Iglesias’ pronunciation of trying in the Escape which used to sound like drive. My classmate sarcastically had to insinuate towards my using subtitles for watching English movies then. I recently asked a regular blogger about pronunciation of their cat’s name Iccle: it’s pronounced like trickle. A cat visited us this morning.

#bullet, #pronunciation, #weblog

Story of Joe!

An idea about reality is- it's heart of mystery veiled so well that no matter how many you remove: there still remains one.
Another is: no matter what you do or where you're at: you can't truly be far from it.

Joe trudges through streets laden with shopkeepers who need one type of payment or another merely to let him walk through to his work. He remembers when he used to feel free to walk and there weren't as many shops or people. These people: family, neighbours, friends and well-wishers ensured that Joe earns a paltry sum and on the other hand they ensure that hierarchy thriving on spending forces him to spend. Thus honesty, sincerity and poverty is condemned while books keep teaching about them being true virtues. More veils.

#existentialism, #philosophy, #reality, #story

The Sunset!

Sunset: 22.3.23

1. The Sun is setting. A plane passed by. I heard a strange sound and guessed it might be a plane. I asked my only student in the class who expressed his disbelief. Then I got up and spotted the shiny figure moving towards South. At one point- the reflection of Sun rays from it made it appear too bright like a star.

2. I took the thread up to elaborate on spacetime events like passing of a plane or a train. Every event is a shift in consciousness. There are innumerable events for any observer in their lifetime. I took example of moving objects but events needn’t be energy in motion. A big vehicle like a plane or a train indicates a bigger shift compared to smaller vehicles.

3. Two pigeons perched on the dish antenna. I clicked a picture.

4. Sounds of hymns from temples nearby as it’s Hindu new year celebrations and nine days of worship of divine feminine.

5. The wavy patterns on Church: the crescent Moon is tilted left whereas logos is tilted right and the head of mother Mary is again titled left and there are big candles in the design like there were in the second biggest Church in Asia when I visited it. I took a candle on Christmas to Messiah church one year when they informed me that it wasn’t that type of Church. The visit was brief. A nightingale sings sweet.

6. Birds returning to nests. Noise and hubbub giving way to quiet of twilight. The day in the perpetual day comes to an end. Some shouting kids on streets. Had a tea with snacks before coming upstairs. We read two verses by Robert Frost. One had a Wordplay on ice and suffice. I explained him how rued and rude were related. Homonyms and homophones. The word Joe comes from Joseph though its secondary meaning is brewed coffee. I also explained him that the following verse by Robert Frost was one of the favorite verses of an Indian leader. I read it in my school days:

Woods are lovely,
Dark and deep;
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
Miles to go before I sleep.

7. The prose he reads has two authors. I elucidate how it’s possible. It’s something new for him. I recall how after having read The Einstein Factor, when I got to contact one of its authors i was under misconception that he was the one who wrote most of it. He was also the one running an academy for accelerated learning. He frankly told me about the part played by New York Times journalist who had co-authored the book. My attempts at translation of the book into Hindi were in vain as he wasn’t able to locate technical help in time and i was in dire need of a publisher in India and then I gave up the searching for publishers business altogether and took up self-publishing.

8. Wordplay this evening:

Ice suffice nice dice

Dies dyes yes espalier

Erratabanidempotentatenebrifictionoisometheglintelamonsoonooseymorelevantagemmatrialsomeinsoffallowlymphotonomatopoearmarkedecathlonusunambiambiciclementationosegayemenneagramatenthgatenganthillockraspbellipsisalambda

#anecdotes, #logos, #sunset, #verses, #wordplay

Bhootadi Amavasya!

1. ‘Bhootadi Amavasya’ is the name for the darkest night of this fortnight. The name appears to be funny in Hindi. It isn’t equivalent of Halloween night but there are rituals of bathing which are supposed to liberate wandering spirits. Bhootadi Amavasya can be translated as ‘The Dark Night of Ghosts.’

20.3.23

2. My students commit a total of seven errors on United Nations World Food Program multiplication tables test on Free Rice site. It’s more than usual. There were frequent power cuts last night as thunderstorm and rain followed.

3. I sign on notice about negligence of one of the students which was written by his teacher in another class as his parents didn’t- though they were informed of it. I try to teach him writing a better application for leave.

4. One of them brings Hora. Hora is roasted grams which were freshly harvested. Hora also means hour in Astrology. Hora is considered for various issues to reach a conclusion. I suggest him to divide it in five equal parts. The fifth part i received which was given to mother who gave me a cup of tea and later couple of hot parathe with pickle.

5. The conglomeration of birds on nearby cellphone tower took our discussion towards a movie which has a Birdman character who uses radiation as weapon. However: we took more time to discuss the flying seed of acau tree. It has seedpods and they release many seeds which have wing-like structures which fly high far away. Their being carried far away in a wind is what ensures higher probability of survival and proliferation.

6. Wrapping the threads around Bhootadi Amavasya: a dark presence visited me last night. First a warning which followed the dreamscape transitioning into an incubus dead-zone. The thing with incubus dead-zones is often being unable to identify them as dead-zones as they replicate your ground reality very well. Then as you become aware it vanishes with a Hiya sound. It can’t stand ground luminosity if it’s accessible in waking or dreaming. It is encountered as pitch darkness between dreaming and waking: a very subtle realm of awareness where fear reigns. Recognition of these is to be free from these.

#evening, #ghosts, #students, #threads