MEDITATION:- "DRAGONISM"

continuation to the blog posted :-

SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 2009

ETERNITY CALLS!! ME,….

THIS IS A CONVERSATION WITH A PROFESSOR :-

Professor: so finally u want to say... mediation without chanting is better

??

or chanting makes our senses active??

me: No sir, i just want to convey that meditation is a state of living, not an art of living

And going into an illusion, by chanting and loosing senses may degenerate some rare abilities of the body when in meditation

My point is, if we meditate in total consciousness, many untold truths of this world may be unraveled

Meditation by means of Chanting is just a discrete version of, by means of this method, it will become continuous and endless.

Professor: just a min

me: K sir

Professor: i didnt get u.... does leaving our senses wen v r chanting make us unconscious?

from the real disturbances

me: Yeah, in deep meditation, we loose our consciousness, just take the case of listening to a lullaby or light music, we involuntarily fall into sleep

The moment you stop chanting, you are forced to come back n face the real life distractions. Thus its kind of running away from problems

And fighting with them in total consciousness, is a sign of strength n courage too.

Professor: yeah...correct....but how can v do the second one

meditation with total consciousness

Because.... when we start with leaving senses active...

I dont think v ll reach a state of meditation.

me: Thats a bit tough to do but, we can achieve that

CASE 1

It can be started like this- sit in a comfortable place

Let your mind wander in all directions it wants to

Let anything that bothers you, come into your mind

Like the sounds that are near you, the winds, the atmosphere anything that sends some sense to your mind

The second phase, let you be bothered by your immediate tensions, workplace, family, etc

Professor: ok

Then

me: Finally, when you end up meeting all these real distractions, you'll no more be able to think beyond and your imaginary horizons limit you from gettin distracted further

At that position, your mind becomes blank , and you cant go beyond

The relative velocity of your thought process comes to zero, w.r.t all the distractions

And thus one is said to be meditated

May not hold good for most of the people, but few can take advantage.

Professor: u ve written: You'll be accompanied by all your senses, you'll nullify all your real disturbances....how do u nullify.

me: Thats my opinion sir, and i'm not sure if it sounds sensible or people take me as insane

CASE 2

Imagine a fish flowin in water

To stop that fish from going further downstream, you put a check or wall

But your motive is to make the fish static w.r.t water

The moment the fish reaches the barrier, it develops great resistances,

But if your perception changes, and if you allow fish to flow with water, then, if you consider a strip of water w.r.t fish, the fish always remains in a static position

So the basic concept is, to let flow the thoughts, and your mind too.

And this stasis, is something what i believe to be meditation is.

DISCLAIMER:-I RESPECT ALL THE RELIGIONS, ALL THE FAITHS, AND DEEPLY BELIEVE IN GOD, THE OMNIPRESENT ALMIGHTY. AND I HAVE DUE RESPECT TOWARDS GREAT SPIRITUAL LEADERS WHO HAVE BEEN DOING GOOD TO THE MANKIND.

VIEWS EXPRESSED ARE JUST PERSONAL EXPERIENCES AND GENERAL IN NATURE & HAVE NO INTENTIONS TO DISPROVE EXISTING THEORIES…

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“ I SEE YOU”- MY ANGEL

I don't dream of You, neither You are on my mind,

But I see You baby, Often,..Wherever I find,

Leaving the world aside and the skies behind;

With My worldly eyes, gaped wide n blind,



I find it hard to believe that I’m getting slothful & insane,

But the sanity in this world, for Me; has gone void & profane,

So the things what I'm doing and what I'm seeing as a visual feast,

Is now a matter of people's faux-pass; that concerns me the least,



As and when I see the things around me;

The intoxication and the Goosebumps i feel,

Are no less exciting and enchanting;

As if I’m touched by an electric Eel.





This aint a dream ; not to believe in,

Because I'm sure about what's happening to me,

Hard to convince the fellows around ,

May be I've got a new pair of eyes to see..


oh my angel...


[Revised Draft]



"DRAGON"


© By shivapavan On 11/23/2009 12:52:22 PM

THE INVADER..

The Invader returned to earth by Twelve,
And he carried out the bloodshed there till Five;
Where he dined on some gory-massacres;
And slaughtered anything, which he found that was alive,

I saw him coming down a hill doing a parade,
Crossing the silver shining gushing cascade;

The wolves started to woo;
And the wildest cats cried too,
When the birds did drop-in the dusk of dreams;
I heard nothing; except for the ugly owl’s screams,

The sky trembling with trepidation, was pale, but with red;
Succumbed to the animosity & fury; in the invade many were dead,

The homicides, a myriad in number; started and continued long;
The slept birds were woken up; not to fly, but to sing a melancholy song,

The dark claret velvet gown which he hath worn;
Did with –bloody stains, arteries & veins adorn,

The wind grew turbulent with the advancement of moon;
He butchered and bullied them all, like a solitary loon,

As the time advanced towards the bloodthirsty twilight;
Awaited Eagerly; In the Old Uniform, he was ready for the flight,

And soon the gory king vanished away in the rising sun’s glare;
Waiting impatiently and eagerly for the darkness-again to be there.




"DRAGON"


© By shivapavan On 11/24/2009 11:08:42

WEARY EYES

To love there are no reasons, and to love there are no rules;But as it’s always seen, to love is a crime, Committed by fools,

The rituals of telling the three words are often easy to say;

...but,

The bonds of love, like the bonds of rotting paper neva do stay,

HE wetted HIS weary eyes n plucked his entangled hair;

When HE heard people sayin that “LOVE IS IN THE AIR,”

Cos wat happened wid HIM, was never EVER fair;

She left HIM in splinters of solitude & profound despair,

Was his heart humane ? or a hearth like a burning kiln of woods;

I saw him leaning on the lampposts, a man of changing moods,

A fading smile on his fainting face , spoke surely of days they spent in romance;

And his tottering on streets of gutters n boulders; of the days they used to dance.

The last time he smiled and laughed at was far and late;

Not on the events, not on joyous notes; but on his own fate.

The anguish and the misery, intensified; with every drop of tear that rolled;

Recited a thousand stories of faith and betrayal; never seen and never told,
[DRAGON]
CONTD...............

LIKE YOU SO MUCH....

Like u chooooooooooooooo muchhhhhhhhhh………

Everyone likes to be liked by others,

But liking the ones who like u,

Is like a sign –likely to be falling in love,

Love is like worship,

Like that of god,

God likes the ones who like others,

Thus liking others is like liking the god,

God is like everything, may be like u,

Liking me or not is up to u,

Like me or like me not,

At least, like the almighty god

who in turn likes me a lot..

"DRAGON"