August of 2018 to be

The wind howled all day long, unusual for August

When the child from the neighbourhood was blowing whistles

to calm the horsemen falling from the horses one by one

the day had come for reckoning of the king of the woods

Who shall be? The child had two friends who desired

to rule the woods but for this howling the sun had eloped

to the west under the thick shroud of the clouds,

It began to rain, and one by one the horsemen entered

the village’s guest house to smoke tobacco they had brought

from the faraway lands, the child too sniffed the tobacco

and rolled under the spell of the Gods, now rain had turned into sleet

and as the capping woods were becoming resplendent with water

she rolled the sleeves to let the day pass wholly, madly into the east

and into her folded skirt fell the diamond of the blue nest

and she became the queen of the woods, it was the tobacco

that plunged into the nostrils of the dove that let off the diamond

fall into the skirt of the dandy girl- a male malevolent annoyance

to the woods, she was crowned by the fire and the wine to taste

the last days of August – the queen of the woods an endearing cuckoo!


Future is fiction

Fiction is unreal as we all know but it might be that what we see is fiction, an illusion of reality. Fiction is when no true events account for in space and time but is the product of our imagination. Now abstract concepts as glory don’t happen in time but there is in reality an event corresponding to abstract glory so abstractness alone is not sufficient to define fiction.

Future is fiction. There are no events in real time that correspond to any in future so future though exists has no real event associated to it. Hence is unreal. While our present is realization of future so that fiction that is future finds expression in realness of consciousness and as is fictional existent implying fiction is really existing in nature in what’s happening now. Past is but a memory stored with us. So past, future, present doesn’t exist.

Present is abstraction of future whatever I am seeing has been abstracted from future such that I from a continuous film of reality. But future itself is fiction so future is not existing. Hence I am abstracting something that doesn’t exist so present doesn’t exist. So what I see is an illusion of abstractness of future. I have through my consciousness all the abstract concepts into future and make an instance of these abstracts to form a picture of reality. Everything that I see is present as abstract reality in non existing future. Hence reality is an idea in future. So I hold an idealist and futuristic view of reality.

Is future predeterminate?

Yes! The whole future is fixed prior to the creation of matter as time is ever present in its own dimension, that is time is dimensionless though space could be thought to exist in other dimensions. Dimensionless time could mean time can exist independent of space. As time is unreal it remains tied to its own dimension. Time could be assumed to exist indefinitely irrespective of the matter as it is unreal. Unreal in the sense that it could not be felt through consciousness yet time affects the consciousness in subtle ways.

Time is an abstraction while space is real thus all the abstractions could be thought of following the time dimension. So we intuit things as per the abstractions formed which in turn are derived from time. Then all the things we abstract we abstract from dimensionless time as their abstract existence exists prior to our intuition of them. This proves that time is eternal. If time is eternal it must be existing prior to the happening of now in discrete manner.


I wait to know the outcome of tomorrow

on pennies borrowed from yesterdays

the money sinks when time affords disarray

Could it be the future indeterminate?

I don’t have a clue for tomorrow

but a wish I could be with you on the morrow!

And thousand piper dreams blow against the castles in the air

and you having airs of eternal vigilance

accept me as I am on the morrow!

Could it be the future determinate?

Or a fatalistic hello!