INDEX

A Flock of Individuals

A Moment in Time

Analysis of Reality

Bare Expression

Behind Every Face

Being Thirteen

Blossom where planted

Buds of an Inflorescence

Can you imagine one without the other?

Chatter Box

Circles of Fire

Complexity within Elegance

Desert Flower

Early Morning Tidbits

Eat and be Merry

Echelon

Everything in Life is a Metaphor

Fall in Love

Fire

Frolics of our Hearts

From sunrise to sunset

Fusion and Confusion

Halloween Evening

Hide and Seek

In Search of Divinity

In Search of Ourselves

In Search of my Presence

Intention and extension

Invocation of Zeus

Is any thing wrong with that?

It is a small world after all

I try to make sense out of it

I wonder what we are

Life after Death

Living in Heaven

Looking for the Past

Manasir Manosarobar

Man with a Bottle

Me and my World

Micro-mini-megamorphosis

Million Avataras

Moments are for ever

Mothers of the World

Multidimensional Living

My Loving Distraction

My Place in the Universe

Mystical Mesmerizing Music

Ode to my Buds

Our World

Painful Pleasure

 

 

Multidimensional Living

 

A single body
Hosts apparently a single mind
Which lives in multiple dimensions
Switching residence as needed.

From the same mind
Hunger arises
For food and drink
Myriad kinds of things we consume
Based on needs but mostly on desire
We are so particular about those
Even though everything that we intake
Get reduced to the same basic units
And gets recycled
Eventually.

From the same mind
Love rises
But with different forms and features
Fitting the circumstance
For children,
For parents
Divine love for the unseen,
Erotic or sensual love for the lover
It even gets
Sometimes transformed to compassion
For needy human being
And to even animals and plants

From the same mind
Urge arises to procreate
As a byproduct of an enjoyable encounter
And also to create
Where the body becomes the instrument of the mind
Leading to singing, dancing, painting or designing
And formatting the reality in a way
That was not meant to be.

Hidden in the crevices of mind
Anger arises to destroy
Everything that crosses its path
Including the serenity, sanctity and divinity in man

We sleepwalk in these dimensions
As instructed by our emotions
Groomed by our parents and grandparents
Barely questioning the validity
Barely crossing the boundaries
To find if there are other dimensions

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Imagine
November 2 2012