WANING AWARENESS

Random is the thought of randomness

Blessed is the soul that breathes

Cast away beyond the galaxy’s junk yard

Slithering through the dunes of consciousness

Sudden truth explodes as realization!

From the sunshine of understanding

To the sin of pride

Knowledge is polluted with illusion

 As the mind is engulfed in flames

The unfettered ocean roars in a distant shore

As the figment of time withers and wilts

All alone, lost  in this  bubble of sentience

My lonesome awareness wanes!

DWELLER IN MY HEART

Seeing with my eyes

Speaking from my mouth

 Feeling; thinking

Yet separate from what’s me

Who is this dweller in my heart?

Wandering with me in the market

Walking with me in every street

Making every wrong turn I make

Yet aware and smiling, at each of my flaws

Who is this dweller in my heart?

Silent when I’m speaking

Speaking when I’m not 

Reasoning when I’m unreasonable

Suggesting, but not acting

Yet observing one and all

Tell me Oh crazy mind!

Who is this dweller in my heart? 

DEDUCER

Deducer deducing !

Lost in silence ! 

Flames of delusion

Smoking confusion

Watered down in silence

Deducer deduced! 

The Rest is silence ! 

THE RIPPLE

In the stillness of the silent waters

Someone drops a pebble

Neither in the water; nor in the pebble

Yet, here I am, rippling in bliss!

Existing now, and so sooner, never more!  

Transient yet real; caused now to cease later

Euphoric awareness, ready to vanish forever

Sparkling here and now, in this rippling bliss!

LIGHT OF UNDERSTANDING

In the freshness of the morning, I become sunshine

In the darkness of the night, I shine as the moon

In spring of hope, I blossom in every tree

In autumn of acceptance, I get blown away

This is the light of my understanding

This is the light that has made me free!

Faraway in an unknown land

My sentient consciousness still thrives

As the tiger lurking in the mangrove forest

As the deer by the river ready to flee

As the hidden hunter, seeking both their precious hides

My struggling sentience, lives and strives!  

In the concrete jungle of a forgotten ghetto

I take the suffering form, of every human soul

The homeless cripple begging by the road

The corrupt official bending the rule

The penniless mother weeping over her starving child

The cold blooded man guiltless after murder

I am each; I am them all!

This is light of my understanding

This is the light that has made me free

Empathy takes every form; and compassion fills every soul

And when consciousness flows out of the shell of the ego

You too friend can break free!

BABEL FISH

Swimming in the sea of verbs and nouns!

With fins of grammar and gills of connotation!

Oh Babel fish!

From semantics to semiotics you flip your tail!

As meaning and metaphor follow your trail!

Irony and humour; content and consciousness!

Within separate bubbles of umvelt!

Communicating all that’s heart felt!

Evolving within a common semiosphere!

Into the oxygen of man’s social atmosphere !

Oh Babel fish swimming in the sea of verbs and nouns!

Master of language and messiah of communication!

How great is thy eloquence!

MIRAGES ON AN EMPTY MASK

Mirages appearing to and an empty mask

Who watches who, when no one does the task

No doer nor done; no feeler no felt

No player to play, the card that is dealt

If so great soul! Who is it asking, who am I?

In this world sans intentional stance

Does “self” perform a delusional dance?

Zombies marching on fate’s unfortunate belt

Or deluded bubbles trapped in their own Umwelt

But epiphenomenal fools can we be? 

Yet beyond the semiospheres do we ever see?

Problems such of agency

Free will, Soul, and clemency

Can we but wonder!

With bubble brains and divisive thought

Can we  see beyond our  inherent blunder?  

As no single word can spell the truth

And no single tree can bear a composite fruit

No divisions can describe the interdependent whole

No Components and parts can make a unitary soul  

Thus Life, magic and consciousness

Are but illusions clarified by emptiness

Biases of completeness and sufficiency

Blinded to the blind spot efficiently  

Thus are the illusions of self and sentience!

Mirages playing on the blank  screen of emptiness!  

Life, magic and consciousness!

KINDS OF MINDS

Kinds of creatures and kinds of minds

Are they all of the thinking kind?

Darwinian minds are the first they say

The simplest forms; the simplest minds

Learning all, from past generations

They survive merely by genetic adaptations

Skinnerian minds still lean from real time trial and error

They learn within a lifetime, but are not yet clever

Popperian minds have conjecture and refutation

They can predict the future by empirical contemplation

Gregorian minds Learn from the past and predict the future

An evolutionary product of nature and nurture

From contemplation to self-conscious self-perception

 They are a   reverberating   loop of self-representation

And finally, the one and only enlightened kind

The venerable and undivided Buddha mind

The one beyond cognitive self-representation

The one that sees the undivided whole and its interpenetration

The one beyond delusion and egocentric illusion

The Buddha mind!! The one and only universal solution!!

A THOUGHT ON THOUGHT

Am I just a thought, Am I just a reverberation

A self perceptual module in recursive contemplation

A hobbesian trap in the ratty race of evolution

A mere survival tool? My only source of revelation ?

Oh venerable consciousness, aren’t thou too an illusion?

Perception and action; plan and ideation

Firing neurons building worlds of representation

Floating thoughts and sinking emotion

Are they too, just for ego's promotion?

Bubbles bloating with semiotic information

 The Umwelt is the bubble world of representation

All that is seen and all that is felt; is all within the bubble of the Umwelt

Yet, so much is beyond and so much is not dealt

 Beyond every thought and beyond any representation

Beyond conventional life of procreation and recreation

There lies a multiverse sans interpretation

 A dynamic flux of interdependent creation

A World of dependent interpenetration

So don’t be stuck in the anasognosic illusion

Don’t you cling to the illusion of an independent and permanent self

When the world you live is an interdependent and impermanent non–self

For there is no permanent self; there is no permanent Soul

Being filled with love is life's only goal

I may be just a thought and I may just be a reverberation

But with Love,  "I am the Universe" in constant resonation