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BUDDHISM AND LEAVING THE IDEA OF A GOD
“There is the stream of thought, one thought following after another in succession, each thought coming into existence and becoming non-existent at the same moment, that’s all; there is no thinker of thought, no soul. There is no god. It’s all a delusion. We shall only be ourselves when this delusion has vanished.” – Siddhartha…
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A Night Bathing Darkness
The night sky wrapped up by the dark mobile clouds hovering around from the distant horizon; dark spirits of the dead walking around on the streets without any physical hindrance; souls getting transported into another realm at the dead of the night; all the living creatures fast asleep in their deep slumber, completely oblivious to…
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YOU, I AND THE COOL OCEAN BREEZE
The ocean breeze pierces through our body and soul as two of us are sitting all alone on a summer afternoon on the beach, enjoying the utter silence of the sea.
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NOCTURNAL HALLUCINATIONS
Impermeable walls, dark walls, red walls, suffocating walls, walls with hidden ears, walls with scary eyes; invisible walls, penetrable walls, walls with transparent bodies, walls with invisible physique are what I see every night in my nocturnal hallucinations. Weary eyes, shady eyes, reddish eyes, eyes with sadness drenched within them, eyes with hollowness; smiley eyes,…
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THE AIR BETWEEN US
Anticipation of pleasure is, in itself, a very considerable pleasure. – David Hume Hot coffee served on the table; the beautiful odour skimming against my smelling sensations; my mind wandering about unfathomable subjects; my fingers curling themselves as if I am delving into a deeply layered matter; a fountain pen in my right hand, ready…
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CHAOS EXTENDING ITS DARK WINGS
I built an impermeable wall around me so that noone could penetrate through its intricacies and sheer complexities. That wall was specially founded to protect myself from all the negativity and toxicity of my surroundings. But something has happened lately. That wall is beginning to collapse into little fragments resembling broken bits of glass mushroomed…
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CAT IN A BOX
I am a cat. Right now, I’m stuck inside a rectangular box; no idea how to escape from it. My master just held me and put me in it without even asking me. I had no idea at the time that he’d do such a thing. I thought he would just take me outside for…
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BUDDHISM AND EMBRACING THE JARRING REALITY
“Pain is certain. Suffering is optional.” – Siddhartha Gautama Life is fundamentally suffering; there’s nothing but misery and agony everywhere you go; everything you see and in everyday you wake up. There’s nothing but absolute hollowness and lamentation and loathing in each and every human being residing in this absurd and abstract creation. It may…
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A STUPID ARTICLE ON MUSIC
Post Rock, Jazz, Melancholic Post Rock, Rock, Hard Metal; nothing could pierce past the wall of suffering and agony that my heart was having to bear that dark and bleak night. Every time sadness emerged within, I would turn on some music and let the beats and sound of the guitar chords penetrate through my…
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