I : Castle
And so it began, the story of King Indran,
The beginning of the human race was a dream,
In the heights of the Caucuses, a palace,
Of sandstone and granite, golden in the sun,
Of a Queen who was as ravishing as moonlight,
Where was born to them, six strapping boys,
And five damsels of the loveliest beauty.
The world in which they lived was a beginning,
Of the promises of what we may someday be,
After we have lived in the mediteranean,
Scaled the peaks of the Andes into the Amazon,
Ran with the kangaroo down under, then boomerang
Into the enchanted forests of the Asian peninsular,
Ride through the steppes on the back of stallions,
Slept on rope beds under the Arabic night sky,
Lived among the innocence of beasts in Africa,
Danced to the music of the lute near the yellow river,
Sang in the voices of gnana in the Indic lands,
Then, in the British isles, to see the world in grains,
Of the seeds we have planted of the world, the festivity
We hoped the world would become some day.
A glorious childlike quality we created to feel ourselves,
As friends, lovers, society and the community of the world,
Where Indran shares his dream of the one with the many,
And his wife, the star that guides its destiny to the future.
When the world are as unto them, their children.
II : Seen in the Bath
On a sunny morning in the lofty kingdom,
The Queen went out on the spacious balcony,
And fancied herself a sun bath on the bright deck.
The King had awoke and watched her undress,
Where he stood by the glass of the window pane.
In a curious play of light, the reflection of his face,
On the pane, came to rest on her's out on the deck.
He felt his soul stir to a shine in his mind, inflamed,
Reached out to touch the window pane to caress his own.
She turned and saw him at the window, called to him,
But he had just waved and moved on in a sullen mood.
She returned to her repose, the sunbeams turned golden,
And moved her in a stream of light around the palace,
And from there she traveled around the Caucuses, afloat,
In the air like tiny bubbles of fragrances, each a life,
That changed their passions as she moved around the world.
She was filled with wonder at herself, her breasts heaved
In intimation at something more in what she was,
More than what Indran had brought to her experiences.
It had a greater calm and it suggested a bigger wishfulness,
That only she can bestow on herself, in a joy of harmony.
She saw herself as a city in the sky with nine tall gates,
It was a picture of the Domain in the lofty Caucuses,
She imagined that she would call the city, Damascus,
And it would be the world in the heart of her mother.
III : Peter
The sunbeams brought her further south,
To the sea of Galilee, resting between the hills.
There she was drawn to a tall young man, handsome
In the face, with craggy good looks, like Indran,
She caused him to halt and ponder, in fact insisted
And pestered the man into a reverie about her.
Peter, as the man pestered, found himself in epiphany,
About the possibilities of the life glorious, wonderful
To behold. He lived a vocation as a fisherman,
To calm the seas daily and to sail on them in a boat.
To pause and cast his nets into their mists and draw
To himself, the suggestions of life in the forms,
That the Queen's mother would rejoice, the way
They suggested to her, who she is, in the creation.
Peter was the rock on which grew the world,
Its many forms multiplying to reveal themselves,
To the Queen and the King, the forms of joy delight,
That took to their activities of life in the world,
To manifest as the air, water, fire and earth; the ether
As the molding compound of trees, flowers, fruits,
Then of the fish, birds, insects, animals and then man.
The day was dawning. For life it was the beginning.
IV : Bidayah & Bidiyah
V : The Giver
IV : Bidayah & Bidiyah
Peter wrestled with himself, on the Queen's inquiries,
She was comparing herself to Indran, measuring
What she is with the reported reputation that Indran
Portrayed in his demeanor, forcefully , like a man.
When Peter cut through the clutter he realized it,
Especially, when he related mother to the messiah Jesus,
And mother's twin, Bidiyah to his apprentice, Mark.
That a man comes to do a great many things in activity,
Is not in itself a natural and automatic report,
It takes another to view these in his enthusiasm and
To report on such achievements as they refer to his witness.
Mark witnessed the work of the Christ and reported it,
This came to represent the view the world held of the Christ.
In the same way, mother, in a sub-conscious way, reports
On the activities of Indran in the world, hence Indran's reputation
As King and as God of the world, the way it was viewed by the ancients.
Peter, as the founder of the institution of the church,
Was a matter that was reported by the folks in Rome,
Where he continues to be venerated as the first Pope of the faith.
The common man today realizes as much about himself,
One views oneself with the perspective of a good friend,
Or wife. This serves the cambrian function of the reflection,
Where we are certain that we are not naming anything to ourselves,
That it is undertaken independently and may be relationally true,
About what we are in our activities with others.
V : The Giver
Indran's fall was considerable.
After the Queen left, he was desolate,
No longer king or god of the world,
Was a considerable price to pay in a man.
He cultivated the friendship of youth ,
And brought to them the reminiscence,
Of a time in the castle of lofty Caucus.
He did this as song, like Cossack Mamay.
In exchange they named him as the giver,
And creator god of the universe.
In society, the wife in the family found
Herself in much the same position as Mamay,
In a situation as wife to the man,
She found herself bereft, her dignity,
She learnt to be the giver, preparing meals,
The way it sustains the life of the man.
It was a slow climb, a lifetime, back up,
But she became mother and wife, indispensable.
Eastern youth grew to worship a god they related to,
Both personally and in relation to survival,
How did he create the universe? they didn't ask,
All that mattered was that he took care of them,
And was identified with father, sometimes mother,
Both very keen to express themselves as mind.
VI : Adonais
A mother sometimes recalls her relations with Indran,
How it began, with him as the child and mother, Bhugan.*
Where the opportunity arises to re-enact it for understanding,
They find that they are obliged to preserve each other,
From the spear of true love, so physical in its experience.
Venus was injured by one such from Adonais, in play,
So she left him, taking to the practice of the heart of the swan.
Adonais was unprotected in the hunt and was killed by a boar.
In the scheme of things, we experience high esteem, at start,
And attribute it to all characteristics of what we are,
Including, the expression of physical beauty in our activities,
That is viewed as the cause that brought the effect of success.
Mother labored for so long in this area and was at wit's end,
Passing the mantle to the other, exchanging for his mind,
Which experience she transformed into family care and love.
The best will in the world continues to work at the tasks,
As must all of us for the Cambrian companion we seek,
Even as mother stands in for her at the present time, until,
She emerges when we are ready, someone real, natural,
Cultivated from birth as that rare combination of beauty
And smarts, in a use of the mind unexcelled by another,
For another step in the momentum towards perfect, albeit,
Unmindful of its own strengths until a contest is encountered.
Until then, she encourages her boy to keep going, unabashed.
* Sanskrit term for the giant at the beginning of time.
VII : The Fig
If she allowed herself, she could be a divine vamp,
But she put on a fig leaf because it pleased someone,
That was her criteria for decision making in the life.
When viewed that way, a woman is a wonder of the world,
Cultivating all things favored, pleasurable and divine.
When Indran dismissed her from his presence in the garden,
He had lost the aesthetics with which his mind found impulse,
Including the inspiration to live, before the ways of man
Introduced the scheme of the ego that created the will.
The nature of the clandestine allowed Indran some respite,
Crawling into her dreams as she lay in non-tonal slumber,
Until they crossed the Rubicon of her dreams and thereafter,
She stopped completely. It continues to remind her of that,
A former personality she lived as a cloud that floated,
Aimlessly wandering, waiting for something, playing
At the arts of despair and helplessness, as if death itself
Was a sport under the stage lights that conveyed her
To her audience, all around. Of a personae that they seek,
That casts pictures of suggestions about the one thing
We all dearly seek to touch. The self. Sweet adoration
That we preserve in ourselves, to hold and behold it
In our presence, always, as the lover and the beloved.
Combined in an embrace that draws on passionate logic,
Or the adage practicing rhythms of logical passion,
Answering the call of ' When shall we meet again?'
VIII : Quixote
A quote is a useful way of expressing something,
It indicates the man of experience behind the expression,
That we borrow to emphasize a point, referring to another,
As the source of the experience, which we come to represent
In our communication regarding the issue in the discussion.
Its a strange phenomenon, an alter ego represention,
Sometimes with devotion, engaging the passions of the body.
Kissinger admired Metternich, which was his role model,
In the way that he carried out his duties as state secretary.
We are all familiar with the quality of the representation,
And in the correct social decorum, we create a discernment
In our selves regarding the experience, in a matter,
Of the most delicate organization of the many qualities
That we perceive and come to experience about the world.
The Queen had some special affinity on the issue,
And in her sojourn to the west, cultivated a social standard,
In which she combined the many personalities in a quality,
That came to represent the social average of the world,
In the generic definition of common man and humanity.
It became a useful standard for youth to follow and identify.
Indran traveled to the East, came into contact with the same,
But brought it to discernment, identifying each quality,
Then recombining them into a union, that was a moving average,
Alive to the trends over the decades and more responsive.
When they met again, it was quite a match between the two,
The queen's standard and Indran's, relating to each other,
One inactive, the other active, one a domain, the other epistemology.
And together they formed the two halves of man, a world average,
Recognizable, with common aims, the partnership of East and West.
IX : Tom Dick Harry
In the schematic configuration of a man,
One will not be surprised to find a prototype,
We know such experiences to be true,
In our own efforts to construct something.
Such a prototype, resembling perhaps the aborigine,
Displays a vain regard for the truth of things,
He is unmoved by anything else, nor compromise.
Such acts are not unknown even in civil societies,
Perfectly enigmatic, yet a strong grasp of the will
Characterizes the urban experience of the Proto,
Taking well to tech, electronics, magnetism and money.
In the perception of others, this appears guided,
In some ways by the hand of god, so to speak,
And such is the way they respond to these in the world.
However, a study of its intrinsic nature is very revealing,
For its basis as our instinct and intimation of things,
As it is founded in the substance and tissue of man.
It reveals itself slowly for it has a special weakness.
To confess to its wants or desire is a sign of weakness,
It means it is not complete.....because it continues wanting,
Extrapolated into activity, it means it is not yet true.
In the battle of the sexes, this becomes plain,
And the male today has simply come to confess that it's so,
Leaving aside a great deal of acrimony normally arising,
To form a new partnership between the genders,
So that love and intelligence come into closer relation,
As we realize together that God's creation of the world,
Was moved as much by love as it is an intelligent will.
Certainly, the way we approach these matters today, is so.
X : Optimization Exercises
In a journey that involves billions of years,
Of thought, activity, design and implementation,
The life force and its creative component relies
Upon one other component to steer itself, destruction,
There's no predictive quality that may weather the distance,
There are frequent references to the golden egg, and yet,
By the will of nature, of god and man, we pause to review.
A city gets a facelift from time to time, buildings are demolished,
In its place is a new structure representative of the times,
Skirts have gone from the ankle to mid-thighs, a fashion idea,
A product both of our hearts as much as mind, the cause.
The lead on these is taken by some and others, at varying times,
Our practice of freewill ensures that everybody participates,
From the exchange of ideas to trials by combat, inevitable.
At such times, we encounter the darkness of chaos, darker
Than the days before creation, when all that we knew before
Is discarded in order to discover anew our perspectives.
Such an exercise can only be referred to as an optimization,
Of our survival in a journey that involves an infinitude,
Of issues and resolutions, ensuring that we do it right.
It is the pleasure principle managed in an organization,
That ensures the continuity of our experiences, securely,
And to the satisfaction of all, by the voice of the majority,
And to sustain such a free exercise in our affairs, steadfast,
By the third principle of preservation, forming the Trinity,
To which we pledge our lives and hopes for the future.
It makes for a curious mix of players all primed in their roles,
To which we apply a fair mind, cultivated in a lifelong learning.
X : Tagged for a Purpose
Youth frequently becomes mother's favorite,
However, its implications are quite serious,
As youth becomes the vessel for mother's
Esteemed idealism regarding the world,
In which, that which one feels within,
Is also the existing reality outside.
Such percepts are impossible to understand,
Hence youth and its field of possibilities make it happen.
Such an idealism has a decidedly physical nature,
It is made up of blood and bones and flesh,
It has the quality for creating and sustaining
The very life force that we feel in our bodies.
There are those given the opportunity to experience this,
At an age when they are better regulated in their natures,
Even then, the possibility of accidents, strokes of mind,
Can sometimes reduce the experience to an anxiety.
It takes faith and a true character of courage,
To see through such an experience and to get to
That place in the mind that is the true cause of our fears.
That in the mind, that has died of shame, for a peculiar reason,
Because it came to find that its owm mind is the creator,
Of all that exists, experienced in a play, not reality,
And was thereafter obliged to consider itself responsible
For all the calamities that occur in the world, even personal,
That which takes place between friends and loved ones.
A curiosity certainly, but something that a man must return
To deal with and to heal it of its vain malady that it ever was that,
Perhaps in the strange way it came to view itself, now morbid.
Those are the ropes that bind us today to which we now visit.
However, where something was wrongly viewed in the first place,
We might be best served by leaving it in the gutter of its finding.
XI : Gone to Marble
A self revelation of the highest integrity,
Is seldom possible in the human flesh,
The mind defends itself against errors,
The heart and passions respond to cruelty,
Overall the individual identity is preserved,
While undertaking inquiries into our natures.
On account of this, man devises an instrument,
In marble, to which he gives his adoration,
So that he may bring to it all acts outside,
That would not affect his health and defences,
In such a way was the world constructed,
For the relation to issues outside of the human,
So that he may understand his individual nature,
And in parts of the process is identified with,
Such as Ptah the sky, Gaia the earth and so forth,
It allows for an orderly relation to issues,
Which would otherwise not be possible,
Simply as picture images in the mind.
Such is the view sometimes an individual,
Comes to have between himself and the world,
And such is the literature and scripture,
That has been handed down to man over the ages.
To undertake such an inquiry today,
We rely on the very instruments tha mind of man,
Has undertaken over the ages, it helps with relevance,
And to the continuity of man's experience as world.
XII : The Human Experience
In the exercise with marble,
Comes considerable insight,
Into the nature of possibilities,
That transcends our human bodies,
Complaints of ' it's hard,' ' difficult,'
Are witnessed by the ideal of youth,
Our measure of what is possible,
Is by inference extended and compared,
With the times of old and that of the new,
Each shortcoming is addressed, repaired,
Until the issue of one's best is re-learnt,
Then the human is encouraged to try harder,
In a new measure of standards that's startling.
Man himself becomes his philosopher, priest,
And on to associating with gods, kings,
Until we redefine the human experience,
Thereafter, the son of man has no place to rest his head,
Till he breaks the mold from whence he came,
And refashions his skills in the task of life.
He crosses deep crevices, climbs high mountains,
Swims the oceans and battles the greatest monsters,
All in a day's work, not stopping for praise,
Nor rewards but to be a part of the will,
That shaped us from the start and to know,
That it is I from the beginning of time.
~~~~ The End ~~~
