Emotions

Oh Lord! Help us see the Truth Help us pass through this storm Created by our own faults Our shortcomings and negligence On that which is our bread We bow before Thee for Your help To make us yearn for Knowledge To see through this misery The light of a better tomorrow A company of learned people Yet groping in the dark Our miserable scene We ourselves have walked into Help us see the light Help us cross this time Help us be ever prepared To see through ignorance And have energy to succeed Help us oh Lord, You are all this I am.... Sat Chit Ananda

I read recently that the human brains potential is the cause for the human problems. We as a species have been searching for something and have always been unsatisfied no matter what we do and we keep pushing the limits to find a solution to the problem. So goes the rattle... What the hell are we searching for...? Happiness? Fame? Control? Overlordship? A bit of everything I guess ... I have been trying to define what I wanted in life for almost 8 years now and I havent got anywhere... I am still doing what most people do.. live Still there is something missing! Satisfaction.. I guess thats why I write all these nonsense here on the blog to see whether I have changed.. The more I write the more I am recoding the fact the satisfaction is missing... The more I am delving into this subject of search the more I seem to be clear that the purpose of life is simple and I am only complicating it by trying to be someone else. .. existence ... is common factor, consciousness is a common factor b...

http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2011/01/21/on-a-mental-institution/comment-page-3/#comment-641170 Paulo Coelho When I was young, my parents sent me to a mental institution three times ( 1966, 1967, 1968). The reasons in my medical files are banal. It was said that I was isolated, hostile and miserable at school. I was not crazy but I was rather just a 17-year-old who really wanted to become a writer. Because no one understood this, I was locked up for months and fed with tranquilizers. The therapy merely consisted of giving me electroshocks. I promised to myself that one day I would write about this experience, so young people will understand that we have to fight for our own dreams from a very early stage of our lives. When I realeased “Veronika decides to die” , a book that was a metaphor of my experience in a lunatic asylum, the press started asking me if I forgave my parents. In fact, I did not need to forgive...

Should I throw myself into the battlefield To overcome this fear of longing Should I turn myself into an ascetic To overcome this constant yearning Seek and Ye shall find Has been told by the ancients And I feel I have saturated my passion To continue in this meaningless search The outside seems to hold fewer answers The results sought outside being temporary The inside seems to be deep and dark And inward I have never turned myself Dip the intellect into this unknown well Dark and deep is the silence within Raising doubts on my own sanity I have wantonly stayed away from delving .. A time has come now today Where words hold no meaning Without my interpretions And I know not whats mine Without knowing whats deeper within Where from this audacity I know not For I question whats been told I know not Whether these noises Are Intution or my foolishness Attributed to my past I wont know for sure Unless I seek inwards now And mine these dark insides For answers I have sought To the eternal p...

Guruguha The teacher in the cave of my heart He holds his spear high His smile brilliant His poise fearless His eyes loving And His hand outstretched to receive me May You bless me Oh Lord Muruga Shanmuga Gurupara Vadivela You are called Who knows what name pleases You Yet I know my heart yearns for You Son of God You are May this brilliance of Yours Burn this Identity away in You May Your Love enhance every thought Into its full nature of Love And I shall merge in Thee What more do I seek This reminder in my mind persists In between this yearning for You What this is I am not sure May you enlighten me Oh Lord Asato ma Sat Gamaya Tamaso ma Jyotir Gamaya Mrityor ma Amritam Gamaya Om Shanthi Shanthi Shanthihi Om Tat Sat

Saturday, {Sunday?} 8 April 1962 In our conversations, don Juan consistently used or referred to the phrase “man of knowledge”, but never explained what he meant by it. I asked him about it. “A man of knowledge is one who has followed truthfully the hardships of learning,” he said. “A man who has, without rushing or without faltering, gone as far as he can in unravelling the secrets of power and knowledge.” “Can anyone be a man of knowledge?” “No, not anyone.” “Then what must a man do to become a man of knowledge?” “He must challenge and defeat his four natural enemies.” “Will he be a man of knowledge after defeating these four enemies?” “Yes. A man can call himself a man of knowledge only if he is capable of defeating all four of them.” “Then, can anybody who defeats these enemies be a man of knowledge?” “Anybody who defeats them becomes a man of knowledge.” “But are there any special requirements a man must fulfill before fighting with these enemies?” “No. Anyone can try to become a ...

She whirls around me Threatening and frightening Every cell in my being With her tongue outstretched Her eyes breathe fire And I could sense her breath Every step I try to take Her swords thrusts deeper in my throat The world around me spins And with it my logic and reason Seem to twist and turn into noise And I slowly get the feeling of madness Have I become greedy Have I suddenly become numb Am I a failure or a loser To have succumbed to the fear within Blood splashes around me As my senses whirl without direction Signals i feel move within In a meaningless blizzard of confusion I seek meaning of all this I seek to clear the air I seek peace and tranquility And she tears my confidence away Stripped of wealth and knowledge She has brought me to Your feet Oh Shiva You are the Tamer of Kali Into Gauri she transforms with Your gaze I seek Thee for peace Within without and beyond I seek to see Your dance Oh Shiva Allow this Divine vision to me She dances on You Oh Lord Your dance is might...

As I search for answers within I seem to bleed my life Of its juice to live As the search moves from physical To the mental plane And to the nooks of memory The dirt from within has started To expose itself To manifest in forms and shape Tangible yet without invoking fear Should I accept fate for what it is Or should i fight this head on Will a logical decison be termed evasive Or should i foolishly carry on the fight My soul searching and greed fulfulling Has stopped being parallel anymore Each overlap the other So it seems I am now a man without direction As i hang in limbo Out of place out of sight Killing my own life Yet still thirsty for more Oh Lord I pray to Thee Show me the way For I have reached my wits end This confusion has stopped me from functioning May I be blessed to know and accept what I cannot change and not waste my time and energy on it May I be able to recognize what I must change and invest my all into that which deserves change therby making the world a better pl...

With the morning sun Comes these thoughts Waking into a world unknown Yet with a lot of expectations The sun brings cheer into the heart Brightening the skies and the clouds The known from the unknown Yet there is a fear in the mind The waters shine in the suns reflection Mirroring the beautiful sky with it In these waters life resumes Expectant of the future The wind kisses the waters Pushing and shoving in places The light breeze moving around As though breathing around the waters The winds push the fire blazing bright From the pyres of yesteryears death Feeding the fire with its freshness Alive the flames lick the sky I who am this witness Watch in sorrow as my past dies In the flames of knowledge As this new reference dawns in me Hopes there are in its millions But they recede in respect to the elements That flame the desires of life In a mind tormented by fate These thoughts that dawn today In the fla...