Tuesday, November 30, 2010

knowledge speaks but wisdom listens
why did God give man a mind

why did you get a name upon birth
it is not an option it is there
it is what we do with it

we mix sugar and white sand together -
so called intellectual cannot differentiate between sand and sugar
but an ant , a lower being, - non intellectual can find the sugar and taste it whereas the intellectual cannot.

Such is the mind, it is what we use it for.
--Michigan - Q&A

Pakistani women- name was dog, changed into something huge
Amma gave-humbleness-
It is not the name that makes the person, is it is person who makes it.
You mediate on the name,
in order to grow huge- or powerful of a being, you have to be very humble
To be a hero you have to be a zero
Meditate on name given by Amma. And you will become.

How to remove sorrow
- Why you have so much sadness (asked by Amma)- did someone die- recently of yours-
His father died.
- A: For some time, cry will be there, but rest pray for the Atman.
Dont be sad , your dad has gone to a good place.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Daddy got mantra diksha. Amma told me about Dheepu's wedding. Told me to decide about my job. Higher Education is not bad. Swamiji looks like a full blown Jnani. The fat one is getting weirder. Swamiji sang Apara Sacchid.

O friend, I cannot tell you

Whether he was near or far, real or a dream.

Like a vine of lightning,

As I chained the dark one,

I felt a river flooding in my heart.

Like a shining moon,

I devoured that liquid face.

I felt stars shooting around me.

When I hear the flute of my lord, beckoning my soul to its end; I feel no anger, no emptiness, a great knot she has put or released I cannot say. Like the songs of vidhapathi, what words do my heart echo.

Friday, October 22, 2010

What literature needs most to tell and investigate today are humanity's basic fears: the fear of being left outside, and the fear of counting for nothing, and the feelings of worthlessness that come with such fears; the collective humiliations, vulnerabilities, slights, grievances, sensitivities, and imagined insults, and the nationalist boasts and inflations that are their next of kin ... Whenever I am confronted by such sentiments, and by the irrational, overstated language in which they are usually expressed, I know they touch on a darkness inside me. We have often witnessed peoples, societies and nations outside the Western world–and I can identify with them easily–succumbing to fears that sometimes lead them to commit stupidities, all because of their fears of humiliation and their sensitivities. I also know that in the West–a world with which I can identify with the same ease–nations and peoples taking an excessive pride in their wealth, and in their having brought us the Renaissance, the Enlightenment, and Modernism, have, from time to time, succumbed to a self-satisfaction that is almost as stupid.
—O. P.

Sunday, October 17, 2010


A good text: Slaves of the Lord, the path of the tamil saints by Vidya Dehejia Dr.


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Comparing my poetry to theirs, I can see the vast distance between their love, and mine such as it is.

Listening to Jack Johnson's Better Together.
'If all these dreams would find themselves into my day to day...'
- Commentator: Jack's music could cure cancer.
A good hardy laugh in order, a delightful confirmation of music's touch.
The rain has started. Finally. It feels cold, and the shuddering icy wind reminds me that like seasons, nature, tells life, to wake you up, from old patterns, into new ones. Started riding my Marin Venezia more often now. Time to get lean and healthy. Tickets to Michigan were too much, I didn't book it in time. Tickets to Trinidad are not too bad, but I have work starting soon. Tickets to LA are not so costly, but I don't want to spend anymore money on tattooing as of now. Although it would be nice to see my sleeve completely black. I need to improve my vocabulary. It always was quite bad. I can never remember words to re-use and expand my brain. A note to work on. Always improving. Day to Second. Thats my motto. And so, I am stuck here. It get's a little boring sometimes, but makes for good reading.I need to start networking for my work. Found a great trail, the Bay Trail, and juncture cut off at Middlefield is nice too, saw the stanford bike team. I am not sure. I should've followed that with a question mark. As it is interrogative.
Does that line make sense?