Emotions

It comes back to me Like the monsoon rains Sometimes more sometimes less Thoughts from books and peoples minds A picture of colours Or of black and white Framed for all to see As time shall decide Gross and thin the dust settles As time passes and light dims This energy called life springs forth From lips old and hearts young I search in vain between the lines To make sense of all these thoughts Yet what baffles me is when the trees hush That there is something greater than I I stand in this vast corridor called Earth And wait for the knowledge to dawn I hold my patience to learn the Truth I learn what is Love when I know no emotions Yet these words of books and people keep flashing by Reminding me hurting me That there is something more That I am not trying enough I long to go the hard way Of stilling breath and stopping thoughts Yet there is a sea to cross That the books say is not there And the people say it is! Where do I go caught inbetween I am lost in this mad game Of love and h...

[Had a baby girl yesty 14/12/7 and did not know how better to express my mind than Creeds song] Well I just heard the news today It seems my life is going to change I closed my eyes, begin to pray Then tears of joy stream down my face With arms wide open Under the sunlight Welcome to this place I'll show you everything With arms wide open With arms wide open Well I don't know if I'm ready To be the man I have to be I'll take a breath, I'll take her by my side We stand in awe, we've created life With arms wide open Under the sunlight Welcome to this place I'll show you everything With arms wide open Now everything has changed I'll show you love I'll show you everything With arms wide open With arms wide open I'll show you everything ...oh yeah With arms wide open..wide open If I had just one wish Only one demand I hope he's not like me I hope he understands That he can take this life And hold it by the hand And he can greet the world With ar...

Is this a canvas for my dreams Or is it someone elses Am I a character etching history Or smoke from some burnt thought This world unreal and whithering If thoughts from past entertain So real and delightful If every fraction is lived here and now Where from does it generate The elements and energy So synthetic and lifeless In this canvas of existenct I .. a thought alone Entity alike, but a lie In the canvas of consciousness A shadow of the Universal thought Fade away O Mind You are but a lie A canvas, a sack of thoughts From the past which defines the shadowy presence Fade O Mind Truth is Pure Existence, Pure Consciousness, Pure Bliss I am... Sat Chit Ananda

Dream Perception of an object is a disturbance in pure consciousness as thought. The thought itself is perceived as an object be it a book, person etc. This perception of some'thing' outside of consciousness has to be balanced by 'That' which perceives. A subject is created. This subject develops a centered notion when perception is multiplied to 'many' thought perceptions. The perceived objects themselves are nothing but thought forms as the dream objects have no reality when the dream itself is ended. Waking Dream of the sat-chit-ananda existence-consciousness-bliss. Has to be realized as the subject is the waking person, the ego. Can be realized when all thoughts seize and the subtle 'presence' of consciousness is understood as the substance, the canvas where the world is projected as the dream. Mind=thought thought = various combinations of Space+Wind+Fire+Water+Earth = Pancha Bhuthas When the Pancha Bhuthas are perceived the balancing force of perce...

Dream Perception of an object is a disturbance in pure consciousness as thought. The thought itself is perceived as an object be it a book, person etc. This perception of some'thing' outside of consciousness has to be balanced by 'That' which perceives. A subject is created. This subject develops a centered notion when perception is multiplied to 'many' thought perceptions. The perceived objects themselves are nothing but thought forms as the dream objects have no reality when the dream itself is ended. Waking Dream of the sat-chit-ananda existence-consciousness-bliss. Has to be realized as the subject; is the waking person, the ego. Can be realized when all thoughts seize and the subtle 'presence' of consciousness is understood as the substance, the canvas where the world is projected as the dream. Mind=thought thought = various combinations of Space+Wind+Fire+Water+Earth = Pancha Bhuthas When the Pancha Bhuthas are perceived the balancing force of perc...

Who is this Beneath the surface What thoughts are these that hold me A sea of Consciousness am I I feel the urge, the interest, the desire To be with... I am... I am the only One And I have this desire Where from this desire Am I a part of this desire Or Am I the holder of this desire Or am I the very Desirer Yes I desire I desire to be with myself As the One And as the Many As Man and Woman As the World and the Sky As the Gods and Demons As the animals and birds As the insects and trees As the dirt and slime I am this all I am... What thoughts are these That lie beneath I have become all these yet they seem to forget me Yet they are my desire They are me Here I give to you Myself oh Desirer Keep this knowledge When this Desire I hold slows Come back to Myself I am thee and Thy coming I wait Sharanagathi I am ... I am... I O Rudra, Blaze thy sight upon this ignorance I long for Thee What thoughts are these That lie beneath I long for Thee Thy union, Oh Lover What thoughts are these Mer...

Should I write anymore As this play unfolds Tossing my path between Pillar and Post I knock myself out In this endless charade Of meaningless words And life's dismay Does it end I ask End is the beginning you say What then is this Timeless and still true This life rocks on throwing me into its folds While I surface for air Of Knowledge that cannot be told I think I see the ray that exists at all instances Of this lie called I Only to ask if there is an end Nay say You Who is none other than I Confused, I go on.... Sat Chit Ananda

A cosmic vision unfolds To the one who enquires To the one who seeks The answers to the queries Where from this omnipresent presence A thought of company A revelation of new thoughts That makes this vision new I wait...

Hold on to this dream Like it were reality Do the things that seem logical Do the things that are right Dream, nevertheless is this A play of light and sound And things that feel and smell A toy world for these senses Where is the hold Where is the anchor My senses reel under pressure As the lie seems to look real In consciousness we swim Like an ocean It spreads Truth, silent and still Sleeps eternally Dream on oh sleeper Your dream is killing me This dream unreal stretches Into the greater lie called Time When will this end This confusion of light This breathless journey Unending until eternity This whole lie called life Is making me tired While I swim eternally In a directionless pool of consciosness Wake me up oh love Wake me up from this To this reality of silence Where this world dissolves into Me I am .. I am ... that Truth Yet I am ... lost and confused Drunk in a senseless journey in a sheath of flesh and blood Take me to IT I am that consciousness I am That silence I am disso...

Love; an emotion of belonging To the Truth that exists In all that is alive To the breath of Consciousness Want; an emotion of gathering Of all things that exist In a world of simulated objects To the vision of the ignorant Love and want; my eternal curse A battle between knowledge and emotion In the reflections of consciousness My mind, my curse, my Kurukshetra Sat Chit Ananda