Showing posts with label philosophy of no identity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label philosophy of no identity. Show all posts

Wednesday, 31 December 2014

THE MIGHTY VICE


Enthroned between two worlds


The world of past and the world future


One of  which no longer exists!


And the other, which  is yet to come


Caught in the cycle of endless suffering!  


Affirming and denying!


Seeking and forsaking!


Encased by illusion!


 Enslaved by mortal fear!  


Grasping for identity;  clinging for security!


Easy to be hurt;  and eager to be gratified!


The ever elusive! The ever deceptive!  


The one and only! The Only vice !


Oh mighty Ego!


When will “I”  let you go ?





Sunday, 28 September 2014

PARTING CLOUDS



Clouds part


The moon wanes



 Flowers wither



Abandoned in the fleeting world




No self remains! 





Friday, 10 January 2014

CRAVING CORPSE



Waiting to become ashes


My burning corpse craves!


Caught within the ravaging flames of desire


 Lust, anger and hate!


Oh! Friendly undertaker


 Incinerate my soul too! 





SEEDLESS SELF



The seed is the same as the flower


Birth is the same as death


Happiness is nothing but sorrow


And creation is just annihilation


In this world of the inseparable


The heretic says!



Why cling on to illusion of self? 


Sunday, 15 December 2013

BEHEADED BUDDHA




Behead the Buddha!



Let the blood flow!



When blood turns to water



The morning sun will glow!







Monday, 21 October 2013

ENTITY TO ETERNITY

Entity to eternity!

The cycle of life and death!

Knitted thoughts lost in meaning

An identity seeking significance!

Rootless, and seedless; the fruit of understanding

Confabulating, a primal essence!

Eternity caged; Infinity bottled up

In this composite cloud of phenomena


Oh! How illusionary, is this flame-less
smoke of entity!

Sunday, 2 June 2013

SLOW REALIZATION

Slowly and tardily; I’m learning


Learning to finally let go!


Bound to the wheel of transient phenomena


Spinning unconsciously in the web of life


Is it not natural to be carried away?


In the warm comfort of a good life


The pleasant pride of possession  


The anger of unmet expectation


And the pain of sudden dissipation


Can anyone be blamed for this piquant attachment?


But slowly; the murky water clears


And slowly, the transcendent truth appears


All things are dependent; and all things change


Clinging to a selected few; is the only root of pain


Difficult it may be, to accept and fathom; but yet wholly true


There is no real I, sitting behind my viewing eyes


There is no lingering me; nor a persistent mine


Oh! striving mind! Once you see this as the transcendent truth


The conceptual wall of self, crumbles; the mirage of self- made pain ends


And the fountain of love and compassion, overflows and transcends


Slowly and tardily; I now understand this truth


Slowly and tardily I fill my pot with this eternal love


Slowly I aim for the boundless compassion


Slowly may I even yearn for this ultimate bliss!   





Saturday, 3 March 2012

TELL ME GREAT ZARATHUSTRA


Wounded in battle! The battle for his own holy name


Fatally frozen in rigor-less mortis!


 The Lord God is finally dead!


And Übermensch,  our only salvation,  is snoring at his grave !


The vibrant shades of the colorless truth lie scattered 


Just as brains splattered on the mind's bloodied wall  


Tell me oh  great zarathustra! What mighty prism of ideas can divide the truth?


The infinite truth of the mindless skies!


The devil of nihilism may drag you to your hell


But, if you deny it all; how could you tell?


Your eternal castles built on paradise sand


But in the world of delusion,  can they withstand?


Bound to the orbit of mortal gravity


No sailor to sail your righteousness  


No soul to salvage your selfishness  


Riding alone on the tireless horse of chaos


What mindful monster will you tame?


If life is not even,  a worthy game!


Tell me oh great Zarathustra !  Is God really dead ?


Wednesday, 1 February 2012

THE THREE DOORS OF LIBERATION


Oh lost and lonely soul; wandering the mind’s deluded maze  

Don’t you ever want to break free?

Do you try to; but fall back

Fall back into the pit of carnal perseveration !

Don’t your self crafted keys of stealth and passion

Lead not to eternal liberation?

Listen then thou ; oh lost soul; to this ancient wisdom

Let the music of love play, and the bell of reason ring

As you step towards the three doors of liberation



The first door to liberation; Emptiness

Step in if you please  

Where everything is connected; everything’s a blend

Everything is composite; and it all comes to end

Nothing is inherent; and no object has essence

Where ego is delusional, and self, a mere pretence

 Thus is the eternal door of Emptiness

The first door to liberation



The second door to liberation; Signlessness

Step in if you please
 
Formless is the object; but to reality it’s blind  

Boundaries and borders, drawn up by the viewing mind

For, there is no separate existence

And there is no separate entity

Words and labels seem to point ;  but the truth is devoid of self identity

Thus is the eternal door of  signlessness

The second  door to liberation



The third door to liberation ; aimlessness
  
Walk in if you please

There is no purpose ; other that the present moment

No craving, no longing, no anxiety to torment

No wishing , no compulsion ; no pressure to do

Live the moment, and feel its true

Thus is the eternal door of aimlessness

The third door to liberation



Oh lost and lonely soul of the mind

Step through the three doors of liberation

With keys of reason and  eyes of compassion

With emptiness, signlessness and aimlessness

Wake up! Wake up to the awakened one ! 

Sunday, 4 December 2011

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!





Tuesday, 18 October 2011

THE MAN IN THE MIRROR


Can you see the man in the mirror!
 
Can you see him, without his name!

Can you see his tricks and games!

Can you see his pride and fame!

When you see the man in the mirror

Can you look; can you see?

Beyond silvered illusions, of ego so vain

It’s a tinted window, not a mirror plain

Beyond pompous images of egoistic self-reflection

See the true world of infinite perfection

Beyond Mountains and valleys of paradoxical reality

See fountains of love, and streams of non-duality

When u see the man in the mirror

Can you look; can you see?

There is no man, there is no mirror

It’s just Love that lasts forever!!

Thursday, 6 October 2011

ITS NOT YOU


Its not you! Dark clouds passing though the desert sky
                           
Its not you!

Its hidden thoughts that make you decide


 Its programmed percepts that make you see and divide

Its not you!

Its innocent ego that’s fills you with pride

Its not you!

It’s a delusional desire that makes you slip and slide

Its not you!

 Its lust and passion that keep you so tied

Its not you!

 It’s Greed that makes selfishness preside

Its not you!

 It’s Anger that burns and makes hatred reside

Its not you!

 Empty wagons on a down hill ride!!

 Its not you!!!

Saturday, 13 August 2011

CHOICE


Do you still think?

Do you think you can choose?

 Choose to, and not cling

Can you choose between, the desert sands,  and the heavenly skies?

Can you choose between, Love and hate

Evanescent form, and unlimited joy

Comfort of unshatterable faith, to the insecurity of the nascent reality

 Familiarity of tangible concepts,  to the ever fallible ever evading truth

The Cocoon of self importance to pervasive emptiness of impermanence

 The Blinded bubble of parochial perception to the universe of interdependence

Can you choose between a pointless self identity, or to be lost in everlasting suffering

Can you still choose?
                                                              
Can you choose to choose, and not cling?

Can you choose and become free?

Sunday, 7 August 2011

CAUSE AND ESSENCE


Agency in the world of apparent individuality

Does it play the game of universal causality

If cause always has a an effect; and everything has a cause

What am I, in this deterministic chaos?

Who is it, who stills feels pain

Who cheats; and who gains
                                                                                                     
The answer to this is in the mind

And in mindfulness one would find

That all existence is purely conventional

And freewill and freedom are merely restrictional

The self, solely is a well concealed illusion

And a persistent belief, is only a delusion

Nothing has an inherent presence

And everything is devoid of ultimate essence

Thus beyond the life of apparent individulaity

There exits; an infinite world of interdependent non duality

This is the empty truth!

The empty truth of ultimate reality!