Between Lord and ME

Between Lord and me.

For once I may have been driven away from what I think of the matter of God, but that was centuries ago and the air was just clearing for my race to pitch camp. From what I have seen God has always been an experience for an individual and never a community. The first human to have thought of God always thought in his own genuine manner and so God was more important to a person as an individual and not as a mass.

The race grew, flourished, evolved and began the deterioration of God, while humans grew senseless enough to divide the land and make boundaries between people, they were further retarded to divide Gods. This, to please them so that, when they couldn’t fight their Gods would, and so Gods became enemies. Gods were now limited to little areas and lesser people. Mankind has done terribly to something which it created with so much passion and devotion. Who wouldn’t look at this act and not say that man was selfish before mankind had barely begun on Earth.

Refuting Gods, people fighting in the name of the Lord, confusing God with religion and deepening this poison day by day in the minds of everyone. Rough present situation points its way back to the first days of man, when Green and blue and white were the only three colors visible on Earth from space. Thereafter people went fanatic on religion and red color of blood started marking stark religious boundaries on our beautiful blue-green-white ball of life.

God is a personal phenomenon; it is a process of discovering the outside world through deepening knowledge of the self or the individual. When we begin to know ourselves from inside of us, then comes the realization and understanding of everything outside. But this is all futile too because if you look around no two things are separable completely. There are no clear demarcations of anything whatsoever. The whole system is in a constant state of flux, and for me this flux is God. Yes, indeed the ‘constant change’, thought flow and breathing are just a few representations of the intricate magic spread around us.

Only when we train ourselves to look with one eye, the eye which takes in all views simply and without attachments. And contemporary writers and thinkers understand this concept slightly less than the legendary geniuses. Even then, they put it aptly in a TV series titled Mr. Robot, when the protagonist an extraordinary hacker takes on huge corporations with his hallucinatory visions. When Elliott, the male lead goes for a religious therapy session, he walks out abruptly when the moderator gave her a sermon about Jesus, his reply went thus, “Why should I believe in your imaginary friend, when you don’t believe in mine?”

 

Our Gods are imaginary, what are real is us and the universe. Trust me there are no Gods, no heaven, no hell. It’s just us and this infinite universe. You may choose anyone or anything to call your God. The Vedanta philosophy puts it aptly when they reflect that God is in us or simply we are potential Gods of our own universes.

After I died. 

After I died.
After I died I became a thought, a consciousness, a way of thinking perhaps. The body around my mind had been detached like the falling of a leaf from a tree or a raindrop leaving its cloud.
After I died I lived more than I had ever when I was alive. Being alive and dead is not so different it seems now. I am alive but as a pure expression, and no strings that came with the body are now attached.
I have lived before by many names and by many faces. In the transition called death, I realise that I am actually immortal.

I conjoined in the dance I had been dancing since time eternal and the beginning of the universe. Only after I died I realised that I was not less alive but more connected to the portal through which all living pass, have passed, shall pass and will keep passing. This portal connects me to anyone I want. My consciousness is free to plug anywhere I want it to. To who ever I want it to. I can be anywhere, anyone, anybody because I am no one. Since I am zero I can get behind any number.
My mind now reckons that it was in a dormant state and now it has unlocked its full potential. I am omnipresent. In one moment I am the wind, in another I am the fruit on a tree , in another instant I materialise as sunlight from the sun , ever changing my form and flowing as one energy to another in the universe.
I am not dead, I am more alive now. I am a vibration and this universe is vibrational.

Eventually

Everything starts new and fresh and ready to accept but slowly it all rots. Even this blog, when I began it, it was fresh and I kept it that way; I mean I kept it fresh with posts. Now it rots in a way that I have nothing to update on this blog except the fact that this blog is rotting away. If we don’t look here for whose fault, lack of ideas or my laziness or just some other reason. This blog is dying now. So the point is eventually everything dies. I mean everything. Even the biggest and most massive Suns in far off galaxies will one day become void. Life is there because of death and vice versa is also true. Well that’s a thought to cook a little further. It must have happened with a lot of people, that close brush with death when we realise we were actually alive. Whenever our heart beats so fast it actually wants to come out of our chest cavity, that’s when you are living. If you are scared, happy, sad anything. Whatever is your state, you have chosen it. So live with whatever you choose because ultimately death has chosen life and you. 

Religion In India. 

‘Religion’ or “one’s faith” is a concept which has divided humans more than any other. It began as a tool to unite and come together in understanding the universe through love, faith, hope and all the positive things in the human emotions. There must have been a time when religion became the masthead of everything opposite to it. Right now it is just heading towards a Big Bang and it has got us all hooked on.

In my country India, everything is hyped and so is religion. There is always a lot of fuss over religion, especially the feud between the Hindu and the Muslim communities. In past my motherland had to go through the pain of seeing her children’s blood shed by her children. Riots, discontent, intolerance, violence and other ideas like revenge and retribution are in total disagreement with any religious philosophy out there. Buddha,Christ or The Prophet they all would certainly disagree today with the ideology our Religion Officers are spreading. There are politicians out here who call themselves Yogi but talk about mass massacres, revenge and retribution.

Whole political battles are fought behind this shield, guess who gets sacrificed, the common people. While politicians carve out their sly campaigns around our religions borders, we brutally slaughter each other in our minds. We burn on the hate fuel supplied to us and cause collateral damage. At the end we lose a brother from another mother and end up filling the pockets of brokers who would not shy away from selling emotion and faith.

I recall someone telling me that everthing is  a commodity, what is not now will soon be in the future. He went on to tell that every commodity is pricable and thus taxable. To sum up, understand this: you are being played by your emotions. Listen to yourself, look at yourself, watch yourself and you will know the truth.

Though I may have begun to sound a bit political in the middle of the article but my intention is to only search for the truth and comment on human behaviour.

 

– Mayank Mishra