Bent light

I

In this betwixt of moments

I surge forward to drink

from the wayfarer a cup of tea

who having gauged me

asked whither was I heading to?

To the oblivion of cops

sitting and sipping old days

nonetheless I paid him

a green note of love

and he promised me the love

of God is for me to taste

I drank from the cup

and felt the taste lingering

on till I saw Rajesh Khanna-

an erstwhile now dead Bollywood star

I ask what life has been?

A penchant for love and

girlfriend to the stars denied

transfixed I sat bemoaning

the words as I sputter on

laptop- the soul of a dying woman

having married the love of her life

she had one regret! That life ends

not with a whimper but a bang.

II

The monk having said everything

cried I am dead at last and in the afterlife

of stars married on to stars to breed

more of starry nights on the earth.

The dead woman crying all of sudden

and the wayfarer returning to sing

the song of forsaken diamond that

what life was- a trivial brute on the loot

to loot all the diamonds the curse

of love upon the earth bestowed

A paranormal romance having died

they met again in the mutliverse

where life is cheap but a diamond  ring

is for the abyssian maid who having

lived her days spent the summer

gauging winter and recalling

on the days’end- the lume spento

the bent light.

 

 

 

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Why Brahma faded out of prominence?

The Gods have been supposed to rule prior to the descent of man. When a man showed up on the earth it is believed the Gods have already left the firmament. But this doesn’t explain why Brahma, the God of creation in Hindu mythology faded away into obscurity? The laws of Manu grace the stature of Brahma though, in modern and recent times, Brahma has taken a backseat while more festivity is bestowed upon Lord Shiva.

As according to Puranas it was Vishnu who first appeared then the Brahma was born who proceeded with the creation. So Brahma is somewhat relegated to Vishnu in stature and thus Brahma has been ignored by the worshippers. Moreover there is a story that goes a certain Rishi put on some questions to Brhama who didn’t respond and in turn, the Rishi cursed Brahma that in present-day Kalyuga no one would worship him.

Consciousness at the root of Philosophy

Consciousness, the primordial sea containing matter and energy from which I instantiate the whole of reality must be the topic of concern for all Philosophy. All Philosophy is rooted in the idea of consciousness. If I ascribe the sea of consciousness emanating from matter, then I am a materialist otherwise I am an idealist. As we see the sea of consciousness as existing is because of the nominative I or the ego beyond which the sea does not exist at all. That is all reality is with the presence of Ego.

All consciousness, matter, and energy are waves at different rates of vibrations. Thus matter and energy manifest as a vibration which we call consciousness. While matter and energy are physical and measured in the laboratory, consciousness is spiritual and could be measured through mystic intuition.

We cannot reduce consciousness to the quantum model where though the matter is a manifestation of consciousness, uncertainty principle cannot endow us with free will. Still, quantum Physics stands to testify that sea of consciousness as a vibration of matter and energy. So consciousness can be studied as in conjunction with Physics and Psychology

The Pyramid’s muse

Remains of the pyramids abound

in the sand and the desert around

No whisper of a sound would dart

there was love for the pyramid to start

 

There were halcoyn days ahead

to commemorate the pharoah instead

To cajole the favour from Gods

to cut with the chisel the bods

 

I must run and not take a cart

must I wait under the sun as my part

to play the subuterfuge to mar

as the heavnly cut chipped scar

 

I must now send a kiss

for the pyramd to never miss

an act to stall

to see through storm pall

 

The grandeur of Pyramid in desert

and to remain it as the love’s tarrot

Her slender hands hold the card

the pyramids still rise straight and hard

 

She waited for love to come and heal

with the pharoah’s seal.

While he drowned in the well

only to see him tell

 

the tale of pyramid’s promise

to hail the hero with tarrot surmise

All he need was to choose

a heavenly pyramid’s muse

 

 

 

 

Lorentz transformation- moving at speed of light

Lorentz tranformations suggest length contraction for the moving bodies which are concerned with the contraction in time as we move at realistivic speeds of light, as confirmed by Einstein in his special theory of realtivity. His theory is about velocity dependence of mass in which case mass is not mechanical mass but electromagnetic mass. So using electomangnetic mass he explains the failure of existence of ether in which a charged capacitor should not align perpendicular to the motion.

How electromagnetic fields are created by moving bodies is explained by Lorentz transformations. So observers in any intertial frames of reference must make communcation clear to each other with respect to motion of bodies relative to each other. This can be done by taking into considerations that the speed of aircraft for an oberver outside will be different than the pilot is reading inside. So we could prepare our case through galielian tansformations and then apply lorentz transofrmations for the sphere in which the light travels must have the same origin for the different observers in the different inertial frames.

At realistivic speeds the factor \scriptstyle{\sqrt{1-{v^2}/{c^2}}} becomes imaginary so the length contraction becomes infinite. Therefore to move at speeds of light ,which now is impossible but for interstellar travel is must, we must take into consideration the length contraction of the spaceship.

A day to recompense

The sun was dressed in mortal hues as if spread like a seasonal ball

on a prostitute’s canvas of life dilly dallying with a sigh of bereft love

The wonderful skies I wish to touch as they bend down on daily grind

Nothing to cope with the universe but a light so fast as relative to

my own existence is nothing but a lifeline of horrednous proportions

I hesitate to pick the flowers from the floor as they are in dire respect

for the prostiute who now having seen the remembrance of love lost

loose on me for stinking money that I recompense with delight

And the shadow of the sun growing intense as love forsakes the Gods

who trifle with money and lag behind all the sheep in an effot to guide

the sheep through intense fire on icy molten rocks where fledgling birds

sweep on to kill the last remanant of love as seen by the prostiute through

corner of her eye. Rest all sweeps the vale where lay hidden love and diamonds.

The prostiute looked with a shine in the diamonds that are women’s forever friends

 

Samadhi- The meditation

There he sat in oneness with the cosmos

Eyes closed, in lotus position he sat cradling the universe

memory and desire stilled the compass of love

which pointed in east-west and the conundrum of the west

he put to the east, looking for questions dissolving into the abyss

of time and space, time-space dissolving into the true being

His sense of awakening and awareness as weakening

Free floating in the constellations he as a soul nothing

but himself without a space suit feeling the ever stretching space

and as a chanceless in the samadhi, eternally connected to

the music of spheres wringing in the air and calling upon

the name of love and vanishing ego leaves behind nothingness

and the stillness of being.