tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80921158794548613032024-03-05T13:48:24.587+05:30мιcгΘcΘšм вγ qμιχΘτιc ρεгƒεcτιΘπιšτмιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.comBlogger128125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-64243710753284909512011-09-17T17:30:00.004+05:302011-11-01T14:14:17.472+05:30The Grand Illusion<i>
One fish said to the other, “Do you believe in this ocean that they talk about?”
This Chinese saying illustrates how narrow our vision of the world and the universe can be. We see the world from our limited perceptual framework. Despite an overwhelming evolution of the human race, the human mind is severely restricted by what it can perceive through the senses.
What we hear is limited by the frequencies our ears can process – dogs can hear many higher frequencies and hence have a very different perception of the same sounds. Our sight is limited by the light frequencies our eyes can relate to; since pit vipers can sense heat from infrared rays they must construct the same world rather differently. If we had a different receiver mechanism, we would be hearing other frequencies and seeing in new ways.
With scientific knowledge, we know that many things are not what they appear to be – the sky isn’t blue, only the scattering of the blue light absorbed by the atmosphere makes it appear so; the moon doesn’t rise in the night; and the house we live in is not stationary, but rotates along with the earth. Essentially, we see, hear and process what we can and not what reality is.
Truth realisation is not easy. Besides the difficulty, our perceptions are further clouded by our personal thoughts and emotions. A Buddhist verse says: “Is anything on earth universally and unanimously recognised as beautiful? For a lover, a beautiful woman is an object of desire; for the hermit, a distraction; for the wolf, a good meal.”
What is the truth, then? Everything in the universe is made up of energy. All beings are manifestations of the same energy. This vital spiritual force breathes life into every living being and sustains every cell and organism. It’s like an enormous field of colourless and odourless energy which encompasses everything and every being that we can imagine – all of that existing, not in isolation or in separation, but in one continuum.
What appears solid is only so because of the frequency of wavelengths that our senses are capable of perceiving. Our minds create a three-dimensional world from this continuum of free-flowing energy, comprising of electrons and neutrons. Like the fish in the Chinese saying, when we cannot see this continuum, we are limited to noticing the individual parts of the creation. As a result, the trees, animals, humans and all other objects seem disjointed from us. ‘I’ as an individual does not exist, never existed, never will – the sense of ‘I’ is merely a perception of our limited mind.
From Einstein we know that matter and energy are interchangeable; they’re essentially one. When broken down to its barest form, all matter is the same energy. We can break a glass jar into pieces but each piece, however small, will still be glass. Similarly, know that God is in each one of us, and we are part of the same whole. This knowledge can set us free.
As we make a conscious effort to stay connected with this realisation, we become better equipped to playing the roles of our life – businessman, teacher, wife, father and friend – with tremendous happiness and inner peace. This connection lets us be like an actor who plays her role on stage with great sincerity but stays conscious of the fact that she is really not the character she’s playing – and thus not overly identify with the fortunes and misfortunes of her given role!
<b></b></i>мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-79100580350214028812009-05-27T18:33:00.002+05:302009-05-27T18:38:33.931+05:30Returning Of a Confused Soul<span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" >Its so long I hvn't scribbled anything, or can I say I did not feel the need to do so . But as Life is all messed up n fucked up ..but Am still going on with a meek hope that everything will be fine as it was earlier. Someone is waiting for me Around the corner with open arms to embrace me and let me start my life afresh once again ..:P I hope this trust remains intact and I achieve my DREAMS<br /></span>мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-74504219455786926622008-03-03T00:34:00.000+05:302008-03-03T00:35:37.751+05:30Life Is Death, Death Is LifeDeath is separation of the soul from the physical body. Death becomes the starting point of a new life. Death merely opens the door to a higher and fuller form of life. Birth and death are jugglery of maya. He who is born begins to die. He who dies begins to live. Life is death and death is life. No one comes, no one goes. Brahmn or the eternal alone exists.<br /> Just as you move from one house to another, the soul passes from one body to another to gain experience. Just as a man casting off worn-out garments takes new ones, so the dweller in this body, casting off wornout bodies, enters into others which are new.<br /> Life is a continuum. Death is necessary for further evolution. Dissolution of the body is no more than sleep. Birth is like waking up. Death brings new life. A man of discrimination is not afraid of death. Death unlocks the door to a wider existence. The soul is a circle whose circumference is nowhere but its centre is in the body. Death means the change of this centre from one body to another.<br /> The supreme soul or paramatman is deathless, decayless, timeless, causeless and spaceless. It is the source and substratum for body, mind and world. There is death for the physical body, a compound of five elements. The eternal soul is beyond time, space and causation.<br /> To free yourself from birth and death, you must become body-less. Body is the result of karmas or actions. If you free yourself from raga-dvesha, or likes and dislikes, you will be free from karma. If you annihilate ignorance through knowledge of the imperishable, you can annihilate the ego. The root cause for this body is ignorance. He who realises the eternal soul, which is formless and attributeless, infinite and unchanging, frees himself from death.<br /> The individual souls or jivas build various bodies to display their activities and gain experience from this world. They enter the bodies and leave them. The process goes on. This is known as transmigration of souls. The entrance of a soul into a body is called birth. The soul’s departure from the body is death.<br /> Man has always tried to know what happens after the death of an individual. Science has been struggling to unravel the mystery of what lies beyond death.Experiments have yielded many interesting facts. Natural death, it is said, is unknown to unicellular organisation. When life on earth consisted of these creatures, death was unknown. The phenomenon appeared only when from unicellular the multicellular evolved.<br /> Laboratory experiments have shown that whole organs such as thyroid glands, the ovary, suprarenal gland, the spleen, heart and kidneys isolated from the body of a cat or a fowl, can be kept alive in vitro to show increase in size or weight due to the appearance of new cells or tissues.<br /> It is also known that after the cessation of an individual parts of the organisation can continue to function. The white corpuscles of the blood, if cared for, can live for months after the body from which they were withdrawn has been cremated. Death is not the end of life. It is merely cessation of an individuality. Life flows on to achieve the universal till it merges in the eternal.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-16087189940073401362008-03-01T04:01:00.000+05:302008-03-01T04:03:19.827+05:30I wanna walk with ya ;<br />and not run.<br />u wanna skip ;<br />i wont let u fall.<br />I wanna look ;<br />at the horizon ,<br />And don wanna see,<br />a building standing tall .<br />I wanna be the only one;<br />For miles and miles.<br />Except for maybe you;<br />And your simple smile.<br />Oh it sounds good to me ;<br />Yes it sounds so good to me.<br />I wanna take u away.<br />Fly with u as high as i can.<br />nto the wild blue ;<a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"><span></span></a><br />plz set me free..<br />ohh i pray..<br />closer to heaven above ;<br />nd closer to you..<br />hey..i wanna get closer to u.!!мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-23504961945050672702008-03-01T00:39:00.000+05:302008-03-01T00:40:00.105+05:30Near death experience explained<h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://troolyunbelievable.blogspot.com/2008/02/near-death-experience-explained.html"><br /></a> </h3> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">The previous post about aghori sadhus was posted in a social network and one person (I am really thankful to him) proposed a theory that they might be consuming human brain because it contains DMT. I really never had this point, DMT is a psychedelic drug and is found in human body and in plants as well.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">DMT stands for Di methyl triptamine is a psychedelic drug much like the LSD already discussed in previous posts. A psychedelic drug is capable of producing distorted sensory perceptions and feelings or altered states of awareness. So when someone takes a toke of the psychedelic drug or go on a “trip” as is usually said they might have very strong spiritual, sexual, frightening experience based on their belief and state of mind(some times also depends on the mood of the set).<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">The DMT like many other psychedelic drugs finds its place in rituals mostly shamanic. When inhaled the drug can give a trip of about 15 minutes and other modes of<span style=""> </span>intake can have varying time effect and intensity. <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">DMT comes in the picture because human body is said to produce DMT during what we call spiritual events like death, birth, possessions etc. so during the death of a person, the pineal gland produces excess of DMT and the aghoris might be consuming the brain and mistake it to some spiritual experience. This is one of the best rational explanation for why the aghoris should eat human brain.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">This excessive production of<span style=""> </span>DMT can also explain for why we humans have visions after death, yes humans have visions after death. Talk to a person who had Near Death Experience, they will tell you of their traveling through a cave and hearing voices of god and also bliss. All this explanation matches the effects caused by DMT. Lately alien abduction is also attributed to this drug.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">The brain is a highly sensitive organ that does not like receiving toxins. The blood-brain barrier helps keep toxins and drugs out of the brain. The barrier is basically impenetrable. However, the brain seems to hunger for DMT as if it were brain food. It actively transports it across the blood-brain barrier right into its tissues. It is almost as if our brain needs DMT, like glucose, in order to function properly. There is no known drug that the brain takes into itself as with DMT. This is a great difference between DMT and any other psychedelic chemical.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">There has long been an established agreement about a person having a subconscious 3rd eyefor centuries. This 3rd eye is known as the pineal gland. It lies right in the center of the brain. It, however, was not always in the middle of the brain, or part of it. Forty-nine days after conception, the pineal gland becomes visible in the roof of the fetus mouth. This is also when a person's gender becomes established. From there, it moves out of the mouth roof and into the direct center of the brain. Its positioning is strategic, to say the least, because of its close proximity to crucial emotional and sensory brain centers.<br /><br /><!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><br /><!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">There are a few times in a person's life when they hallucinate without the use of psychedelic drugs. These include: when a person is born, when a person is in REM sleep, astral projection, during near-death experiences, during psychosis, and when a person dies. Of course, there is something that triggers these hallucinations. It is believed now that DMT causes a person to hallucinate during these times in a person's life.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">DMT does an enormous amount to our consciousness. There are three types of experiences a person can have after taking DMT. The three categories are: personal, invisible and transpersonal. Personal experiences stay within a person's body and mind. These experiences include body-based feelings and mind-based thoughts. In this category, a person can resolve difficult personal problems. It can be thought of as a state in dealing with personal growth and understanding, just as dreams are. The invisible category is an encounter with seemingly solid and freestanding realities coexisting with this one. The happenings in this category are both unusual and difficult to understand. Basically, in this category, a person makes contact with beings from a different dimension or parallel world-anywhere but earth. However, test subjects, as a whole, report the same scenarios. The interesting thing to note is that only with DMT do people have contact with beings from a nonmaterial world. Finally, there are interpersonal experiences. These are perhaps the most bizarre experiences. These involved near-death and spiritual-mystical experiences. Near death experience includes the sensation of rapid travel through a tunnel, sometimes called Hyperspace. Sometimes, a person is accompanied by music, voices songs. There is also the presence of other being, such as relatives, friends and spirits, such as angels. Feelings of great peace and clam are usually associated with this experience. These experiences take place in the Fifth dimension which is the lowest of the spiritual dimensions since Time, the fourth dimension, is in Space, the third dimension. The realization that a person is not ready to die comes upon them and they feel commanded to return to life. During the spiritual-mystical experiences, a person feels a greater appreciation for life and less fear of death. A person usually goes on more spiritual pursuits after such an experience. In this third category, people feel as if they have a contact with an unchanging, unborn, undying, and uncreated reality.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">As some one rightly said that spiritual consciousness is equivalent to a million orgasm. This explains why humans trying to reach nirvana, this state should also induce the excessive release of DMT in humans and thus provide us with a special experience personal to us. Since the DMT is released by pineal gland which is the third eye this provides us with logical reason for why we should meditate on the third eye and what effect it will provide. <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Blessed be and meditate</span>мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-4311033147955205922008-03-01T00:36:00.001+05:302008-11-13T11:37:17.422+05:30Aghori Sadhus<h3 class="post-title entry-title"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">What kind of feelings does the word cannibalism arouses? Well most of us would get disgusted, but there are people who follow cannibalism in </span><st1:country-region><st1:place><span style="font-family: Georgia;">India</span></st1:place></st1:country-region><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> even now.<o:p></o:p></span></h3> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><st1:country-region><st1:place><span style="font-family: Georgia;">India</span></st1:place></st1:country-region><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> land of oldest society, oldest civilization, but all this time in the Indian history there was a sect dedicated to Shiva was involved in cannibalism and other very crude animal behavior. The <span style="font-weight: bold;">aghori</span> or <span style="font-weight: bold;">aghouri</span> sect has its origin in ancient Vedic system, even though these people don’t follow the main stream Vedic system but the root is the same. The word aghori in Sanskrit means non terrifying, ‘a’-‘ghori’ most of the Hindi speaking people would have heard the phrase ghor kaliyug, ghor paap, etc.. it is the same ghor, theoretically these people don’t attach themselves to anything mortal. They do things which a common man finds to be terrifying, so they overcome this terror by going through it, since they do it regularly it is a common thing for them.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">In Hinduism, “there is no evil, everything is emanated from <span style="font-weight: bold;">‘Brahman’</span>, so how could anything in this universe be impure”? this is the kind of philosophy the aghori babas follow. According to them anything in this universe is the manifestation of god itself, so everything is as pure as god and is god like, so abandoning anything is like abandoning god itself.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">The aghori mainly worship lord Shiva, according to the sect every human is a ‘<span style="font-weight: bold;">shava</span>’(dead body) with emotions and they should try to become ‘<span style="font-weight: bold;">Shiva</span>’ by denying the human pleasures and involving in the aghori rituals.</span></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdeqmKjssVKn4iVhma5xBopVwYgfLMrJuLulYktV4PapngnhKBlEkggkYu60qpciE4ZTvvwwesz_lu8gRSDhQtOrlQIiV0E_360SBvNW0JCX63m55SLNCQ3dN3w2D3l0G6m1VK6__8bhQ/s1600-h/Aghori10.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdeqmKjssVKn4iVhma5xBopVwYgfLMrJuLulYktV4PapngnhKBlEkggkYu60qpciE4ZTvvwwesz_lu8gRSDhQtOrlQIiV0E_360SBvNW0JCX63m55SLNCQ3dN3w2D3l0G6m1VK6__8bhQ/s320/Aghori10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170963616641201778" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Ghauri Shankar Mishra an aghori drinking liquor in a kapala(skull cup).</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">The root of aghoris are as old as Hinduism itself, but the sect in its present form has its origin in <span style="font-weight: bold;">Kinaram</span>, he was an aghori ascetic and lived for about 150yrs. He was believed to be the incarnation of lord Shiva. He attained many siddhis through tapas and rituals and then helped the people with his siddhis. There is a temple in </span><st1:city><st1:place><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Varanasi</span></st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> for this baba and is the most sacred for the aghoris. Some also trace the root to <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dattatreya</span>.</span></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj36A7cZngud0JbFOWgoRMVNbPt23TurkpgYH0iulG1K7u0CbTF_f-8v3R40sjcVSB851oKSBc2jkvGTW2x-6WLUMRIYiDDseUqToMw8bk3kzjGb8QkgINkCwjjsOmz7hwiFP21unJLrD7g/s1600-h/aghori2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj36A7cZngud0JbFOWgoRMVNbPt23TurkpgYH0iulG1K7u0CbTF_f-8v3R40sjcVSB851oKSBc2jkvGTW2x-6WLUMRIYiDDseUqToMw8bk3kzjGb8QkgINkCwjjsOmz7hwiFP21unJLrD7g/s320/aghori2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170963620936169090" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Bhola Giri Naga Baba blowing the Nagaphani.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">The aghori is a human symbol of lord Shiva himself. The aghori lives in cemetery (shmashana), the living place for lord Shiva, this is the representation that the final abode for everyone is the cemetery. And many of the aghoris roam around naked, representing the true humans and their detachment from this world of mortals who live in the world of illusion. By this they transcend beyond human feelings of love, hatred, jealousy, pride etc..<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">There are many aghoris walking the streets of northern </span><st1:country-region><st1:place><span style="font-family: Georgia;">India</span></st1:place></st1:country-region><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> with <span style="font-weight: bold;">kapala</span>(skull cup). These aghoris eat anything, when I said anything, it really meant anything like rotten food, food from the dumps, the animal faeces, animal urine.. etc they regularly perform rites(some are so crude that it cant be explained here) to attain the highest level in aghoratva, the enlightenment. The final part of the ritual requires a minimum of one eating of putrid human flesh, and also meditating on(sitting) the dead corpse. This is the symbolic of their rise from shava to Shiva. They follow the simple rule that the universe resides in them and they try to attain enlightenment by self realization.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">As the ascetic advance in his search, he attains many siddhis. Slowly they gain control over the environment. They seem to posses powers to cause a rain or to stop one. This is disturbing but this is true, even though they possess this kind of powers they will not use it, for the basic rule of aghori itself is to deny human pleasure so the change in climate is an event which should happen on its own. Whatever the ascetic says happens, I have met people who have had direct relation with the ascetic, and I cannot question the veracity of the datas. It is also said that when he curses someone, every wish of the person comes true. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">There have been many aghoris in the past. Some of them being Dattatreya, Kinaram, Tailanga swamy, Aghoreshwar Mahaprabhu Baba Bhagwan Ram.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Some stories<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tailanga swami</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Tailanga Swami of Benaras was a very powerful Aghori, and perhaps the<br />only one who performed worship of Shiva at the Kashi Vishwanath<br />temple using his own filth. And Tailanga Swami could do so because he<br />had full realization that filth is as much a part of the Universal<br />Soul as roses, holy water etc. The priest who saw Tailanga Swami<br />doing such "dirty things" slapped him and ordered him out. But at the<br />same night, Shiva appeared in a dream to the king of Benaras and told<br />the king about his anger since someone insulted Tailanga Swami, who's<br />Shiva's very essence. The King then set out to find the priest and<br />punish him, but the priest was mysteriously found dead.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dhuni wale baba</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">This refers to an incident which a man narrated to Ambar joshi about an Aghori Baba who lived in Burhanpur (near Khandwa,MP).This is what he narrated---There used to be an old Baba .People used to call him Dhuni wale baba. Now there is a samadhi of Dhune wale bab in Khandwa whre people still throng in large numbers to worship him.He used to stay ther and roamed the adjoining areas ,use to eat whatever came his way- rotten food or thrown away food .He used to utter obscenities if anyone talked to him or disturbed him even while he seemed to be doing nothing. He used to stare into the sky for hours and talk to himself. One day i saw a person come up to him and touch his feet and ask him to bless his daughter who had not been married in spite of their best efforts. The Baba uttered obscenities on him. Cursed his mother and family members and said that his daughter would go to hell. Then the man went away contented and after three days he came with some sweets and gave to the Baba who again uttered obscenities on him. I intercepted him on the way back and asked him why he respected a useless mad old man. The man remarked he is a great Baba and has cured many peoples problems. If he curses you then your problem is bound to get solved. Aghori Babas are like that he said and offered me a piece of burfi(An Indian sweet)which I gladly ate. Then I saw many other instances when the Baba uttered obscenities, people used to still go behind him even while he used to answer the call of nature. He used to throw his faeces all over people who came behind him and they used to collect it and take home as prasad.(holy).<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Maldevata</span> incident taken from <span style="font-weight: bold;">‘The Week’</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Maldevta is a popular picnic spot near </span><st1:city><st1:place><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Dehra Dun</span></st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: Georgia;">. Thirst overtook us while trekking to Maldevta and we decided to ask for some water at a small thatched hut about a eight hundred scrubby hundred yards from the canal we were following. A dusky, well built man wearing a skimpy loin cloth emerged from the dark interior of the hut. Why, of course, we could have water, he answered. He didn't have that much left, just a couple of glasses, as he'd just finished cooking, but we were most welcome to it. Was this his permanent residence, we asked him conversationally? Oh no, he had no fixed place of stay. There was a cremation ground just a stone's thrown away, and he'd built this hut as he had been waiting for a lawaris body (homeless person's body which is generally cremated by a philanthropic organization or trust). As luck would have it, after waiting for some three months, such a body had arrived just yesterday, and he'd been able, in exchange for a good luck charm, to obtain the head of the dead man. In fact, he'd almost run out of water as he had used most of it for cooking the dead man's brain with some rice.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><span style=""> </span>He brought out a blackened pot and showed us the contents. He'd already had one portion of it, and would have to space out eating the cooked brain and rice over the next three days. Repelled, chilled, yet curious, we asked him who he was. He was an aghori, he said, and </span><st1:city><st1:place><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Calcutta</span></st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> was his birthplace. After early initiation when he was just nine years old into Tantric Kali worship, he'd moved into other deeper sadhnas (disciplines), but always, it was with the forces of the dark. The rules and demands of the search for power in which he was now engaged ordained that he had to eat at least one human brain annually. Already, he had acquired the ability of divining the future. He could actually show us our future, in case we were interested. Why didn't we come in? <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Fascinated yet afraid that at this isolated spot we might end up becoming his annual meal, we left somewhat hastily, forgetting all our lessons in politeness. Over the next few days, I couldn't get the aghori out of my mind. When a brigadier and his wife came to seek a reading from the cards as they were in deep trouble with a court martial looming on the horizon, it gave me the opportunity to go back to the aghori, with the anxious brigadier and his wife in tow. After all, he had said he could show one the future. What better way of testing the claim ? He was still there, at the peak of his powers, he informed us, as he'd recently consumed the human brain. This time, we entered his hut and our eyes soon became accustomed to the dimness. The aghori requested us to sit, and as we sat cross-legged on the earthern floor, placed a lota (container) of water before us. "Look into the water" he commanded. And in the water, we saw the brigadier, older, dressed in civilian clothes. After several sequences, we saw the brigadier with the Supreme Court clearly visible in the background, and he was wearing a dark blue suit and distributing sweets to a group of people who were with him. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Some months after this amazing incident, the brigadier wanted to take a friend to meet the aghori, but when we reached there we found the hut in a sad state : it was just a bundle of grass and straw and twigs strewn on the ground. Enquiries at the cremation ground revealed that the aghori had been driven away by irate residents of </span><st1:city><st1:place><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Raipur</span></st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: Georgia;">, a nearby suburb. Seven years passed with only occasional meetings with the brigadier, who was no longer in active service and was fighting his case in the civil courts. One day I received a message from him. The Supreme Court was to give the verdict on his case. And when I went on the appointed day, apart from other settings, there, outside the imposing Supreme Court building, was the Brigadier, dressed in a dark blue suit, distributing sweets just as he had been seven years ago in the lota of water the cannibal aghori had placed before us. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Philosophy behind this: Aghoris are indifferent to everything. For them there is nothing good ,ideal or bad. Everything that exists in this world is essentially made up of same thing. Hence they utter obscenities, may take liqour, eat Dead human flesh and do other things which might appear to be 'uncivilised' to us.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <span style="font-family: Georgia;">We should respect the way chosen by these people for enlightenment. After all lord shiva is also an aghori, yes it was his another name. Many people think that aghori babas kill humans for their rituals, but there is no strong evidence for this. Since this sect has most of its rites and rituals a secret, we don’t have exact number of aghoris present in </span><st1:country-region><st1:place><span style="font-family: Georgia;">India</span></st1:place></st1:country-region><span style="font-family: Georgia;">, but you can always find few aghoris in the Kinaram aghori temple in </span><st1:city><st1:place><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Varanasi</span></st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-family: Georgia;">.</span>мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-67626613272911713752008-02-18T04:13:00.000+05:302008-02-18T04:14:33.966+05:30The 90/10 Principle By Stephen Covey - Management Guru<b>10% of life is made up of what happens to you. 90% of life is decided<br />by how you react. What does this mean?<br /><br />We really have no control over 10% of what happens to us. We cannot<br />stop the car from breaking down. The plane will be late arriving, which<br />throws our whole schedule off. A driver may cut us off in traffic. We<br />have no control over this 10%. The other 90% is different. You determine<br />the other 90%.<br /><br />How? By your reaction. You cannot control a red light., but you can<br />control your reaction. Don't let people fool you; YOU can control how you<br />react.<br /><br /><u>Let's use an example</u>.<br />You are eating breakfast with your family. Your daughter knocks over a<br />cup of coffee onto your business shirt. You have no control over what<br />just what happened. What happens when the next will be determined by how<br />you react.You curse. You harshly scold your daughter for knocking the<br />cup over.<br /><br />She breaks down in tears. After scolding her, you turn to your spouse<br />and criticize her for placing the cup too close to the edge of the<br />table. A short verbal battle follows. You storm upstairs and change your<br />shirt. Back downstairs, you find your daughter has been too busy crying to<br />finish breakfast and get ready for school. She misses the bus. Your<br />spouse must leave immediately for work. You rush to the car and drive your<br />daughter to school. Because you are late, you drive 40 miles an hour in<br />a 30 mph speed limit. After a 15-minute delay and throwing $60 traffic<br />fine away, you arrive at school. Your daughter runs into the building<br />without saying goodbye. After arriving at the office 20 minutes late,<br />you find you forgot your briefcase. Your day has started terrible. As it<br />continues, it seems to get worse and worse. You look forward to coming<br />home, When you arrive home, you find small wedge in your relationship<br />with your spouse and<br />daughter.<br /><br />Why? Because of how you reacted in the morning. Why did you have a bad<br />day? <br />1) Did the coffee cause it?<br />2) Did your daughter cause it?<br />3) Did the policeman cause it?<br />4) Did you cause it?<br /><br />The answer is "4".<br /><br />You had no control over what happened with the coffee. How you reacted<br />in those 5 seconds is what caused your bad day. Here is what could have<br />and should have happened. <br /><br />Coffee splashes over you. Your daughter is about to cry. You gently<br />say, "It's ok honey, you just need, to be more careful next time".<br />Grabbing a towel you rush upstairs. After grabbing a new shirt and your<br />briefcase, you come back down in time to look through the window and see your<br />child getting on the bus. She turns and waves. You arrive 5 minutes<br />early and cheerfully greet the staff. Your boss comments on how good the<br />day you are having.<br /><br />Notice the difference?<br />Two different scenarios. Both started the same. Both ended different.<br /><br />Why? Because of how you REACTED.<br />You really do not have any control over 10% of what happens. The other<br />90% was determined by your reaction.<br /><br /><u>Here are some ways to apply the 90/10 principle</u>.<br /><br />If someone says something negative about you, don't be a sponge. Let<br />the attack roll off like water on glass. You don't have to let the<br />negative comment affect you! React properly and it will not ruin your day. A<br />wrong reaction could result in losing a friend, being fired, getting<br />stressed out etc.<br /><br />How do you react if someone cuts you off in traffic? Do you lose your<br />temper? Pound on the steering wheel? (A friend of mine had the steering<br />wheel fall off) Do you curse? Does your blood pressure skyrocket? Do<br />you try and bump them? WHO CARES if you arrive ten seconds later at work? Why let the<br />cars ruin your drive? Remember the 90/10 principle, and do not worry<br />about it.<br /><br />You are told you lost your job. Why lose sleep and get irritated? It<br />will work out. Use your worrying energy and time into finding another<br />job.The plane is late; it is going to mangle your schedule for the day.<br />Why take out your frustration on the flight attendant? She has no control<br />over what is going on. Use your time to study, get to know the<br />other passenger. <br /><br />Why get stressed out? It will just make things worse. Now you know the<br />90-10 principle. Apply it and you will be amazed at the results. You<br />will lose nothing if you try it.<br /><br />The 90-10 principle is incredible. Very few know and apply this<br />principle.<br /><br />The result? Millions of people are suffering from undeserved stress,<br />trials, problems and heartache.<br /><br />We all must understand and apply the 90/10 principle.<br /><br /><!--coloro:#006600--><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><!--/coloro-->It CAN change your life!!!</span></b>мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-11421910556512367572008-02-18T01:18:00.002+05:302008-02-18T01:20:37.562+05:30Paradox === A brilliant example...Paradox - "A statement that seems contradictory or absurd but is actually<br /><br />valid or true."<br /><br />Few centuries ago, a Law teacher came across a student who was willing to learn but was unable to pay the fee.<br /><br />The student struck a deal saying, "I would pay your fee the day I win my first case in the court".<br /><br />Teacher agreed and proceeded with the law course.<br /><br />When the course was finished and teacher started pestering the student to pay up the fee, student reminded the deal and pushed days.<br /><br />Fed up with this, the teacher decided to sue the student in the court of law and both of them decided to argue for themselves.<br /><br />The teacher put forward his argument saying:<br />"If I win this case, as per the court of law, student has to pay me. And if I lose the case, student will still pay me because he would have won his first case.<br /><br />So either way I will have to get the money".<br /><br />Equally brilliant student argued back saying: "If I win the case, as per the court of law, I don't have to pay anything to the teacher. And if I lose the case, I don't have<br />to pay him because I haven't won my first case yet. So either way, I am not going to pay the teacher anything".<br /><br />This is one example of a paradox.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-87264055492111871332008-02-16T12:16:00.001+05:302008-02-16T12:16:51.169+05:30FlOwErS BlOsSoMiNg<br />fLoWeRs dYiNg iN YoUr hAnDs<br />tHe bEaUtY Of dEaThмιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-50753172587401681702008-02-16T12:12:00.000+05:302008-02-16T12:14:03.969+05:30Few lines from a poem by The Great Mystic rumi...If we come to ignorance, that is His prison.<br />And if we come to knowledge, that is his Balcony<br /><br />If we come to sleep ,we are His drowsy ones.<br />And if we come to wake,we are in His hands.<br /><br />If we come to weeping,we are His clouds full of raindrops.<br />And if we come to laughing, we are His lightning in that moment.<br /><br />If we come to anger and battle,it is the reflection of His wrath.<br />And if we come to peace and pardon ,it is the reflection of his LOVEмιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-11868799518397609892008-02-15T08:32:00.003+05:302008-02-15T08:37:29.075+05:30A Whole New World<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">I can show you<br /></div>the world<br />Shining, shimmering,<br />splendid<br />Tell me, princess,<br />now when did<br />You last let your<br />heart decide?<br />*<br />I can open your eyes<br />Take you wonder<br />by wonder<br />Over, sideways<br />and under<br />On a magic carpet ride<br />A whole new world<br />A new fantastic<br />point of view<br />No one to tell us no<br />Or where to go<br />Or say we're<br />only dreaming<br />*<br />A whole new world<br />A dazzling<br />place i never knew<br />But when i'm<br />way up here<br />It's crystal clear<br />That now i'm in a whole<br />new world with you<br />Now i'm in a whole new<br />world with you<br />A whole new world<br />Don't you dare close<br />your eyes<br />A hundred thousand<br />things to see Hold your breath — it<br />gets better I'm like a shooting star<br />I've come so far<br />I can't go hack to where<br />i used to be<br />*<br />A whole new world<br />That's where we'll be<br />A thrilling chase<br />A wondrous place<br />For you and me.<br /><br /></div>мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-32223668778436099452008-02-14T04:15:00.002+05:302008-11-13T11:37:17.539+05:30Valentine Day : Shades of love<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmBTCPzTj3nXczc4-CE9nnURO6AdvKVCLRx9XSas_tl21ehmKt1X54LL2G670wPGUaLrjHQTwugXKhg2bCRMlLr3r5sX_qXEMeU1IaT_e_UdYqvd99HrYHtxLy166KPdtq9sA-xLht417/s1600-h/ATYAAACt-3jTwfc453RxIAKVSZglyeUm3D5YNL5gk_B4x4UxQtKqsVYzKs24_9bkhDqIG7FllBWIHNlhc8L_Bk1ddhWRAJtU9VB2e-iRkI4AzGLfURKz03EAJNwcqw.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmBTCPzTj3nXczc4-CE9nnURO6AdvKVCLRx9XSas_tl21ehmKt1X54LL2G670wPGUaLrjHQTwugXKhg2bCRMlLr3r5sX_qXEMeU1IaT_e_UdYqvd99HrYHtxLy166KPdtq9sA-xLht417/s400/ATYAAACt-3jTwfc453RxIAKVSZglyeUm3D5YNL5gk_B4x4UxQtKqsVYzKs24_9bkhDqIG7FllBWIHNlhc8L_Bk1ddhWRAJtU9VB2e-iRkI4AzGLfURKz03EAJNwcqw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166601531240467714" /></a><br />“Love in the heart was not meant there to stay. Love is not love till you give it away”. For love to be ever lasting and eternal every one should be aware of the different stages of love and know its significance. Following are the different phases through which you will travel in your love life and only those who pass it will have an endless love.<br /><br />ATTRACTION<br /><br />Attraction can be defined as something, which is more than friendship and is a step towards getting ready for a relationship. Now attraction is of two types:<br />a. Physical Attraction - happens when your body reacts to another person. Heart rate increases; temperature rises, palms get sweaty; stomach flutters; throat tightens; etc. This is what will tell you that you are ready for the first contact and also whether you are comfortable in the company of the other person.<br />b. Emotional Attraction - develops next if the circumstances are right. After being drawn to a person physically, you then begin to come closer. If you find you have things in common — hobbies, ideologies, career, education, or some other common ground — then an emotional attraction starts to form. Sometimes an emotional attraction can occur even when a physical attraction does not. And in this case, the bond will be stronger between the two who connect, since no preconceived notions based on physical appearance has occurred.<br /><br /><br /><br />INTIMACY<br /><br />Intimacy is something, which a person experiences when you learn to trust and believe your lover. It is a close association with another person of the deepest nature. You share you thoughts, feelings, and dreams. You feel free to discuss everything with this person and you are absolutely comfortable in his company. Thus intimacy develops gradually. If you can’t establish intimacy with your partner, your relationship may work for a while, but is unlikely to endure throughout the years. Intimacy is actually the path to a true, healthy and beautiful relationship.<br /><br /><br /><br />ROMANCE<br /><br />Romance is the essence of a relationship. Without romance your love life will not exist. Romance is the true identity of your love. It brings out your true self and helps you be a better lover, husband and partner. Romance is a celebration of the life you live as part of a couple. It springs naturally and originates from within your heart. It makes you do things that you possibly couldn’t have imagined to do otherwise. It shows you who you are and reminds you of the role you play in a relationship. Romance is not responsibility but it is caring about your responsibilities towards your lover and partner. Romance is the appreciation of two people who are celebrating the lucky coincidence that they found each other.<br /><br /><br /><br />PASSION<br /><br />The third stage is passion, which basically means a desire for another person, which has grown to an intensity that can’t be ignored. This is often where an emotional relationship turns into a physical relationship. The passion stage is very important. For from here you will understand the true meaning and nature of your relationship. If there is no passion then its best to let go but if there is passion in your relationship then it is time to go on to the next stage.<br /><br /><br />COMMITMENT<br /><br />The last stage is commitment. This is when you know that you want to spend your whole life with this person you love and you can do anything for him. It is when your whole world just revolves round your lover and you take a pledge to remain true to your mate throughout good and bad times, be by his side whenever he needs you.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-57634910835379744972008-02-11T18:28:00.000+05:302008-02-11T18:36:59.627+05:30I hate being by myself, to be honest. It’s not because I get bored by myself, and it’s not even necessarily because I get lonely (well, not entirely, anyways). It’s because whenever I’m alone, I almost always end up turning introspective. I have to start looking at myself – what I’ve done, how I’ve felt, what I’ve wanted and hated and wished I could’ve just forgotten entirely.<br />It’s like all of my anxieties and self-doubts start creeping up on me, and when they do, they won’t go away. I can’t remember anything good I’ve done, no matter how hard I try, and one by one each of my failings rears its terrifying head and reminds me just how worthless I am. How unlovable. How empty. How pathetic and pitiable.<br />I’ll see lies and denials, letting me know how I’ve tried to protect myself by shutting everyone else out. I’ll see jobs half-finished because I knew I wasn’t good enough, I knew I shouldn’t have even bothered starting. I’ll see the looks of disappointment on everyone’s faces during those times when I just didn’t care.<br />But maybe even that’s too arrogant of me. One can’t be disappointed without expectations, after all – and is it even right of me to assume that anyone expects anything out of me? I certainly don’t. I just act like an idiot if something goes wrong; or rather, if I do something wrong. Inevitably it’s my fault somewhere down the line.<br />It’s worst whenever the faces get less cloudy, though. Can my dad still be proud of me, even though I’m a wuss and a cheat? Can my coaches and teachers still care about my performance when I stopped caring and just gave up on myself? Can the girl I love love me for who I am when I hate myself? That’s the worst part of it, and if I don’t get sick then I just break down and lose it.<br />Sometimes, I want to blame something on someone else. I don’t even want a scapegoat for all my problems – I just want to believe that at least one of them isn’t my fault.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-73307391439074461312008-02-11T18:26:00.000+05:302008-02-11T18:27:41.381+05:30What is inevitableI don't understand why people wish for life. we live to die. as soon as we are born, as soon as we take our first breathe we begin to die. we don't get any younger, only older. some mourn over the loss of a loved one, and want to be with them. to some it may seem like an eternity, but it is merely years before we join them. the fact is that we will all die. there is no escaping, no hiding from, and no fight that can win over death. some may say that they have escaped death, but this isn't true. they just weren't meant to die. you either die or you don't. some die earlier than others, but that is just how it is. you can live life to it's fullest and take every chance that you can to make your life wonderful. these are ways to ease pain and suffering. or to have a good time, it all depends on the person. if you have the morbid thought of death lurking in your mind, it may only ease the pain. if you are joyful and carefree, thay may add to your good times. but you see, i cannot get this thought off of my mind, this thought of death. it often scares me, of how my life will just simply end, if how i will cease to be. i find no comfort in peoples words of how i will not be forgotten, for i will. no one will remember me. i will be lost.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-63588546864964792872008-02-08T01:24:00.000+05:302008-02-08T01:27:53.423+05:30True Love<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://childrenatheartministries.org/user/TBCHgen/True_Love_Waits_by_DefaultFaith%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://childrenatheartministries.org/user/TBCHgen/True_Love_Waits_by_DefaultFaith%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />People don't understand what it means to love someone. Love is not something you can be selfish about. It is a give and take situation, notice give being the first word in that. Love is not about what the person you're with is doing to make you happy, it's about what you're doing to make them happy. Now the person you're with should be thinking along the same lines so it's not a take-take situation on their part.<br /><br />All ideals about love being completely intense and passionate all the time should be thrown away. Love is not an entertainer, it is not going to constantly create excitement and passion. I'm not saying it never will but don't expect it to constantly be exciting. Know that even in the quiet times love is there, even as you do mundane tasks, it is there. If it is true and you are not lying to yourself about it, it will always be there.<br /><br />I don't believe you can fall out of love with someone because if that happens you never really loved them, you were infatuated yes, but not in love. A relationship that lasts years and ends doesn't mean you truely loved the person, you did "love" them in a way but you never had true love.<br /><br />The sad thing is not many people in this world find true love. They find common everyday love that cannot stand the test of time but not true love. True love lasts and though I know this is a cliche you really have to understand what I mean by "true love". By this I mean that if you are selfish about love and believe that it must make you happy at all times you will never have true love. True love is an understanding of what it means to be in love. It means giving and sacrificing more than you think you can. Now there is no right person. There are many millions of people in the world so how could you hope to discover a "soulmate"? Only when you understand true love can you be with someone and be truely in love.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-79576793309935698972008-02-08T01:16:00.000+05:302008-02-08T01:17:11.479+05:30restless. and doubly SAD.<br /><br />Let the reason rest here.:OмιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-64290479004247710182008-02-07T03:58:00.001+05:302008-02-07T03:58:54.008+05:30Ouch!!! :OOuch!<br /><br />Thanks Life, I needed that. A slap to make me snap out of it. I wish you'd gotten Epiphany to do it, instead of Rejection. But I suppose it got the job done.<br />I'm going, I'm going. I'll start that whole "living life to the fullest and being a good person" thing.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-19358508587205867812008-02-07T03:50:00.000+05:302008-02-07T03:53:04.013+05:30I Was a Child, Once...I was a child, once.<br /><br />I ran without fear of falling, convinced that if my steps were long enough and my faith strong enough I might take flight.<br /><br />I laughed without fear of judgment, knowing that my youth lent me infallibility.<br /><br />I cried without restrain, the armor that would hold my emotions thin and malleable.<br /><br />I invented worlds that could never be, and for every question I created an answer, needing no more plausibility than the limits of my own mind.<br /><br />I lay my head on the pillow with grass between my toes and the taste of fresh air still in my mouth. My eyes would close before the sun fully set.<br /><br />When I awoke trembling in the night, my mother would lie beside me and all would be well.<br /><br />Now.<br /><br />Now I walk quickly, for if I run I might stumble.<br /><br />I laugh only when prudence allows me to do so, for I know that my fallibility is endless.<br /><br />My tears are restrained even further: bursting through the chinks of a nearly impenetrable armor only when no one is there to bear witness.<br /><br />Invented worlds require laws and boundaries: even those defined by magic.<br /><br />When I lay my head to sleep at night it is with my feet freshly scrubbed and the taste of hours long past midnight in my mouth.<br /><br />When I awake trembling in the night, no one comes to lie beside me. A tattered relic, with its stuffing gone and nose ripped off, is all that is there to hold me. Arms squeeze it tight, and I pretend that all is well.<br /><br />I was a child, once.<br /><br />Now I must walk among the depressed, decrepit, and diseased. Good morning, adulthood.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-70449602366807938042008-02-07T03:19:00.002+05:302008-02-07T03:20:28.255+05:30Lifes Little Questions.....Keeps haunting me..:P1. If we Reincarnate, do we fall in love with the same person over and over again?<br />If we believe in reincarnation, its nice to believe that once return to our lives, we’ll eventually fall in love with the same soul as before, just a different person every time. Its still the same soul, not the same face. True lovers always return to one another once returning from the afterlife to begin a new life on earth. We may not remember everything about ourselves in past lives, but our souls will recognize another’s soul as its match, as I like to believe. That’s why, sometimes, love at first sight is real.<br /><br />2. Can people in the Afterlife watch over the living?<br />The paranormal is an issue that many people debate whether or not it is real. Ghosts, Poltergeists, are what some believe are spirits who have lingered from moving on to the next life to stay and watch over the living. Ghosts and “Guardian Angels” are pretty much the same thing. They both watch over and protect. Of course, people refer to ghosts as usually a bad sign or a scary situation. If you think about it, that ghost was once a human being as well, just as were Guardian Angels. The “bad ghosts” you have to look out for are more like Demons, a complete different subject.<br /><br />3. What’s the afterlife like?<br />This is one of the more common questions when it comes to questioning our existence. Where DO we go? There are many theories on the matter, but I only have one belief when it comes to the afterlife. The after life looks just as how you want it to look like, and what’s in it, is up to your imagination. If you wish to go to the pearly gates in the clouds, then that is where you will go. If you want to live on a star, then that’s what your heaven or afterlife will be. And you can visit whoever you want in their heaven/afterlife too, so you won’t be lonely. Every race and religion is allowed to dream, so every race and religion will go to a good afterlife.<br /><br />4. Is there such thing as fate/destiny?<br />If there is, you are the one to choose for yourself. No one picks it for you and it is most definitely not set in stone. What you do in your life is what makes and changes your fate. Your destined path is forever changing because of the decisions you make and the rules you may break. So relax! Do what you want to do. Lead your own life the way you think it should go.<br /><br />5. Why is death bad?<br />In some cultures, death is celebrated, why shouldn’t we? Death only means that the person is moving on to an even better life where they no longer have to suffer the rules that the living have to deal with. Its just the next step in life that people really can’t seem to accept, which is understandable because you won’t see that person until you’ve left your worldly body to join them in paradise.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-23768677731024423902008-02-05T23:09:00.000+05:302008-02-05T23:19:28.085+05:30Maa.....dedicated to YOU only...Like the seven ages of man, there are four ages of motherhood. The first stage lasts as long as she can assist the children with their homework and when they are still afraid of the dark. Perhaps that is also the time when children think mothers have superhuman powers and can do anything. In stage two there is a dramatic reversal. The teenager now is absolutely sure that the mother is anti-God, who is out to torment her wards. Roughly 1,000 days after the mother starts to think that the phase will never end, and notices that her grey is now visibly showing, the adolescent magically transforms into a youth. He or she now no longer thinks the mother is an enemy. That's because they don't think anything of the mother. Par more interesting things occupy their minds in the world that has suddenly opened up before them. Amma and the old man accept the reality stoically and watch the nine o'clock news ! with one eye on the clock, and the other, drooping.<br /> Stage four is when the children become independent adults. Life comes a full circle when some technologically challenged mothers, awed by all the things that their wards can do with computers and gadgets, begin to believe that their child is a super-kid in the digital world who can get anything done by clicking a few buttons.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-63313771946606284582008-02-05T23:00:00.000+05:302008-02-05T23:07:08.978+05:30Live upto ur Beliefs....Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumoured by many.Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your I religious books.Do not believe in<br />anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders.Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations.<br />But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and<br />is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all,then accept it and live up to it...мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-59061710404232808212008-02-04T17:23:00.000+05:302008-02-04T17:32:12.858+05:30Get Out Now<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.heliotropemag.com/Issue02/images/theweaving.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.heliotropemag.com/Issue02/images/theweaving.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I’m drowning in my own empty mind--so blank, yet ready to explode. I want to scream and cry and grasp someone so tightly that I forget who I am. I want to scratch at my skin until I bleed out the secrets I can’t find in myself. But I know they’re there! Somewhere inside me, the little demons are writhing with pleasure because they think they have won. But they have not! I am still here, fighting for my own sanity.<br />I am going to run away and make all the mistakes I promised I wouldn’t. I want to make love somewhere dirty and hidden. Something I can regret.<br />I can’t regret a damn thing, my love.<br />And every time I drive alone, I think of never stopping. Of driving too fast into a wall of water or into a great oak, praying that it would pulverize my existence into nothing but something to be scraped off of my dashboard.<br />How about, we do it together? You and I can drive and drive until we find the right cliff. Take that leap with me, hands clasped tight and eyes locked.<br />Give it all up with me.<br />Give it up before I fall for you.<br />Give it up before I explode.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-47639565025414637402008-02-04T17:21:00.000+05:302008-02-04T17:23:05.186+05:30Is this a life or a lie.?<span style="font-style:italic;"> "I choose not to choose life. ♥ " <span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span><br /><br /><br />why.?<br /><br />because you need to be perfect, you need to do this and that, you need to grow up, you need to fight about your dreams & beliefs, you need to love others even you don't like them, you can't do what you want without thinking about others, you need to be graceful and charming, shiny and made of perfectly polished glass - you just need to be like others want you to see.<br /><br />i am who i am and if you don't like me the way i am well then i just don't care. i won't change and be the way you want me to be. i just won't. you can shout, you can be angry, you can hate but i won't be a plastic doll without feelings that can't stand up for myself.<br /><br />fight, be uncontrollable, be rebel and be a heroe who won't lose his identity and will save the world from plastic dolls with fake smiles and mechanical gearwheel heartbeats. from the thousands of judging eyes and hundreds of condemnatory lips telling you how good-for-nothing you are and how unacceptable you are to others who are perfectly glanced and made from fake aristocratic etiquette.<br /><br />instead i have a pure soul, red blood in my veins, heart that beats for people i love and who are what they want to be truly. blue tears when i am sad, harsh words when i am angry, smile when i am lighthearted and serious when i fight for my greatest dreams.<br /><br />i refuse to be controlled by this program of perfectness and lies. to wear a plaster of happiness when i am wounded, to stay down on that cold floor of punishment even when i am not guilty, to surrender when i am so close to my goal and to die from the first rusty bullet of pain.<br /><br />i am the hero and the one who will stand up for myself and the truth not lies. i won't pretend and be white, perfect and controlled by the ropes of person who makes marionettes of life that other people want to see and be proud of them. and then after some years forget about us in dark, dusty corner of attic of existence. exchanging us for new technology dolls who can talk, walk and most important lie that no one ever will find out.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-57785284647169964772008-02-04T03:24:00.000+05:302008-02-04T03:30:10.714+05:30The Journey we call LIFEWalking all alone,<br />A path I have strewn<br /><br />A Journey that doesn't seem to cease<br />Losing meaning each step I advance<br /><br />Too fast I step ahead,<br />Pushing behind everything dearly prized,<br /><br />Fading faces of friends<br />Blurring images of a lovely past,<br /><br />From this hell, will I ever get a break<br />Will time ever take me back<br /><br />I'm desperate to slow down,<br />Waiting for a close down,<br /><br />All hopes descend<br />My confidence near to the ground<br /><br />All I see now is barren land,<br />Darkened sky beyond,<br /><br />Have I come too far,<br />From where I can never go back.<br /><br />Have I come too far,<br />From where I can never go back.мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8092115879454861303.post-34699634499421176142008-02-04T03:14:00.000+05:302008-11-13T11:37:17.792+05:30.....And...what makes U feel alive ?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK2I0ax4LUqK7fur1kBnyB3bTJA9nyJS1b2iSRy47NHqEGyuwouGQLqVi9VwhaA3S7-EnJBaNw5NYodYJgCwkThYz4ncjSHSXK_3qRvvcmELLLWYelhb1UgdRVypOAp_Z9lUfzQlyOIWqy/s1600-h/Emo%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK2I0ax4LUqK7fur1kBnyB3bTJA9nyJS1b2iSRy47NHqEGyuwouGQLqVi9VwhaA3S7-EnJBaNw5NYodYJgCwkThYz4ncjSHSXK_3qRvvcmELLLWYelhb1UgdRVypOAp_Z9lUfzQlyOIWqy/s400/Emo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162876291954200178" /></a><br /><br />Hmmm.........How sweeet is that :) ? How touching !!! Some things need not be "explained" so I'll keep this short =)...."You can live without something if you have someone to live for." :)мιτšuκΘ τнε šΘπ Θƒ lιgнτhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117324740647326780noreply@blogger.com0