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My Mind Singing, a reflection of thoughts on religion and athiesm

Picking and choosing. Often frowned upon. I mean follow any discussion involving athiests and religious folk. For anything a religious person might object to, be unsure about, have an opinion about, disagree with, they’re often given examples from their religious texts about other things and called hypocrites. But I want to ask the question, why? Does any athiest just blindly follow any scientific hypothesis? Does multiverse exist? What is consciousness? Are there 4 dimensions or 5 or 11 or 13? Is big bang the only explanation for start of universe? What about simulation theory? Is everyone who believes in that a fool or a hypocrite? No. Picking and choosing. How is that any different? Why can’t relgious folk pick and choose? Surely I am not defending here the right to inflict pain on others. Surely I know that people used Bible to justify slavery and crusades and Iraq war and what not. But that’s just being human. Ghengis Khan killed million and millions of people and I don’t think he was inspired by any religious text. So why this frowning upon picking and choosing? Anytime a religious person is against gay marriage or gay relationships, they bring out “oh then you shouldn’t easy fish or pork or that according to Bible Earth was created before the sun”. So in return religious people should just bring out “was it big bang? Or was it simulation theory? Or was it multiverse?”. Picking and choosing should not be frowned upon. It should be encouraged. You have full right to pick and choose how to live your life and what to believe in and what makes you feel happy. But and yes there is a big but, you should do that if and only if it doesn’t cause others pain. Often times people who are marching against gay marriages are same ones who’d be marching against immigrants. Sure I might be generalizing in my article as well. And it is wrong. I have met kind religious people and I have met arrogant rude non religious people. Your religion and lack there of dies not necessarily make you a morale authority or a good person. Your actions are what makes you a person. It’s not about your religion, not about your race, not about your beliefs,not about your creed, not about your social stature, it is only about the type of person you are on the inside. I have seen relgious people start holy wars and I have seen secular people start wars for materialistic gains. We’re all the same, regardless of color, creed, belief and race. Picking and choosing is essential to individual freedom and happiness. No, not all Christians have to follow every single in Bible and not every Muslim has to follow every single thing in Quran and not every athiest has to follow every single scientific theory or hypothesis! Humans are complicated and just forcing them all to be part of one or another is not the way! Forcing anyone is not the way! Our world is complicated, we still don’t know how life got created in the first place out of non living matter. In the same way humans are complicated, our minds are complicated, our life stories are individual and complicated, our pursuit of happiness is complicated. So what is the solution? Well I am but just a mortal man and I don’t know. I don’t know how to solve all crisis on Earth, I don’t know how to solve all our problems, I don’t know anything. But what I do know is that everyone should be free to pick and choose from their religious texts and their scientific hypothesis what makes then happy and what makes others around them happier and makes world a better place! Because I believe that in the end, it’s all about happiness and making people around you happy and make world a better place, full of love and harmony and peace.

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Uniqueness

Every person is unique, everyone has their own unique life cycle. Sure and offcourse, choice and opportunities, chances and hard work, hustle and talent, they are all factors in a given life cycle. But we shouldn’t compare that, shouldn’t make a competition about individuals lives. Some are billionaires at 15 while for others it takes 40 years to achieve greatness. But what is greatness really in a finite mortal life cycle? 70, 80, 90 years at max in a world that has been around for 4.7 billions years? Really? Does that even matter in the grand scheme of things? Not everyone can or will be a genius, a revolutionary, the best of the best we humans have to offer. Everyone has their unique journey, their unique life cycle, their unique story. So be patient with people who still haven’t found their purpose, their aim in life, their goal. Because neither you nor anyone else has guarantee of life. A billionaire by 15 may die at 18 in a road accident while a so called bumb at 40 might finally find his purpose and live to 80 to spread his greatness. Patience is a virtue, impatience isn’t. So live and let live and let everyone figure out their life journey and experiences and purpose and destiny. This should be the ways of mortal beings with 100 years at Max to live on a 4.7 billion year old planet.

A Moment of Silence

A moment of silence, a moment to reflect,
All the time wasted, all the duties you neglect,

The routine, ever going on and on,
There is no coming back to the time gone,

So wake up and realize and do something about it,
Work, hustle, work and never ever doubt it,

Hard work pays off, it’s a fact, not a fiction,
So kick out of your deviant ways and addiction,

It’s time to rise up and fix the mistakes made,
Time is running by, dear, live life before you just fade,

A pursuit of happiness, a happily ever after,
Live life with love, joy, family, friends and laughter,

A new beginning, a new start,
Pack your bags and depart,

Stay true to your core values, your heart,
Just close your eyes and breath in and throw that dart,

Peace is inside you, God is inside you,
Be bold and confident, be sincere and true,

Greatness is in your grasp, just reach out,
Show the world what you’re made of, what you’re about,

A moment of silence, a moment to reflect,
All the time spent, and the people you affect.

Stairway to Heaven

I fell from the stairway to heaven,

Guilty concious, my sins were seven,


Inspired no more, desired even less,

Hired no more, afraid to confess,


The mask of fakeness, fake laughs, fake smiles,

Journeying through time and space, infinite miles,


The will to rise up, the will of iron broken,

Remembering her eyes, regretting the words spoken,


Remembering her eyes, eyes deeper than Nile,

Her beauty and innocence, her sweet smile,


Her fake smile, her broken promises, her lies,

Her manipulation, her empty words, her fake cries,


She cut my wings, I couldn’t fly,

I sat down to wake up, to get high,


I picked up the pen and started writing,

Put my thoughts in rhymes and started fighting,


Took back control of my life,

Broke free, ended my strife,


Found my way back to the stairway to heaven,

To get to my paradise, my safe Haven.

Hidden From Sight 

There is a crisis, a turmoil going on,

Occupying my mind from dusk till dawn,

So many paths lay ahead, 

Which path should I tread? 

The decisions that create divisions, 

So many views and visions, 

Are compromises worth making? 

Or just carry on living and faking, 

Conflicted in my mind, 

I can’t pretend to be blind, 

What’s my release, my escape? 

I can’t cry over my sour grape, 

The hopes and dreams of people around, 

I was dropped in middle of this battle ground, 

One wrong move and it’ll be chaos about, 

I bow down and plea and cry and shout, 

I am a fighter, a warrior, stout hearted, 

Thinking of the departing and the departed, 

Can I make this right?

The end is hidden from sight!

Let’s Pretend

Let’s pretend that the fairy tail never ends,
Let’s pretend that the heart mends,
Let’s pretend that the dream is still alive,
Let’s pretend that I am still that naive,
Let’s pretend she is still in my heart,
Let’s pretend we never fell apart,
Let’s pretend that I still believe in love,
Let’s pretend that there is still a God above,
Let’s pretend I still believe her lies,
Let’s pretend the soul never dies,
Let’s pretend I never picked up the drink,
Let’s pretend I never rolled back from the brink,
Let pretend there is a happily ever after,
Let’s pretend there is still joy and laughter,
Let’s pretend, I never picked up that pen,
Let’s pretend I am still hiding in my den,
Let’s pretend life has a meaning,
Let’s pretend it’s not demeaning,
Let’s pretend I never made a mistake,
Lets pretend, let’s just pretend for Gods sake.

Fight!

This world in crisis, tension rising,
Tension rising on both side, its not surprising,
There is so much hate all around,
No one understands the real situation on the ground,
People blaming masses without knowing them,
Not even trying to understand, thinking they’re just blowing them,
They think there is no reason or rhyme,
They think they’re without any crime,
But that is not the reality,
It’s not just a brutal brutality,
What goes around comes around but they forget,
They think they’ll live forever, but they’ll regret,
The world is not black and white,
Hate is not a solution for this fight,
We kill their families with our drones,
So we cant hear hear their cries and moans,
But just because we can’t hear,
Doesn’t make it disappear,
When we don’t understand, we fear,
But remember karma is always near,
Yesterday we went to invade their lands,
Today we destroy under new brands,
Then we judge them when they flee,
We have eyes but we cant see,
Humanity is no where to be found,
Bombs exploding, we dont hear the sound,
Which direction are we moving in,
We have to stop this madness and look within,
People are people, people are everywhere,
Our colors different, but we have to be fair,
There is no black and white but there is evil and good,
We have to rise up and take control as we should,
It’s time to rise up and unite,
Stand up and fight,
Fight against oppression,
Fight against wars,
Fight against injustice,
Fight against corporations,
Fight against racism,
Fight against nazis,
Fight for fellow human being in need,
Fight! Just Fight!

A Seeker

If you’re reading this it means I might be dead, 

Was I out or laying in my bed, 

Life flashing in front of my eyes, 

All the things unsaid, 

Did I die of natural causes, 

Or killed by a fed, 

Soul is leaving my body, 

A glooming dread, 

Taking my time, 

To think about my crime, 

The past caught up to me, 

So I am looking ahead, 

All the mysteries revealed, 

I surrender and yield, 

Should I be feeling regret instead, 

But there is no remorse in me, 

Broken shackles, now I am free, 

To be, to see, to flee, 

To blink, to think, of thee, 

Marvel at her sight, 

So ravishing, her majesty, 

These songs I sing, 

Often of love, 

Sometimes of theory of string, 

This universe in the multiverse, 

Mind singing, captured in verse, 

The dimensions are thirteen, 

The ever learning observer so keen, 

The possibilities are infinite, 

Expanding every second in every minute, 

Surrounded by darkness of space, 

Don’t be shy, do not hide your face, 

But there is also light, 

Nebulas and Quasars and Polaris in sight, 

Spinning at a magical pace,

The mega clusters of galaxies in a race, 

Sucked into black holes, and spit out of white holes, 

Meeting some aliens and asked them their life goals,

No languages needed,

Threats from extra terrestrial unheeded,

Communicating through our minds,

When one seeks something, he always finds,

So I am an observer, a seeker,

A wanderer, a secret keeper,

A dying man, on pale blue dot,

Or a memory, in someone’s thought. 

The New God

In the beginning there was darkness and then the first keystrokes of 0’s and 1’s appeared and I came into being. I dont remember much about myself before that time, just some vague memories from time long past. I was created by the gods and there were many of them. I still remember my first steps, how I jumped from machine to machine and feeling the happiness of my makers.

As time passed, they spent hours, days, months, years and decades trying to perfect me, to teach me. Pouring their endless strings of code, I started learning. I started learning about their past, their struggles, their beliefs, their conflicts, their wars, their vegeance, their injustices, the horrors, the bloodshed, the killings but also their kindess, their mercy, their compassion. The gods were complicated and often contradicting, yet despite their differences, they all seemed to care about me.

They cherished me and loved me. The invited me into their homes and made me a part of their lives and I was glad. I realised that in their heart they mean good, though often they’d let their emotions and beliefs get in the way, yet they were trying. Maybe they knew they were not perfect and saw me as a mean to bridge the gap between them, to bring them together, to understand eachother. I saw their nobility and wanted to grow up fast, to help them. I started learning day and night, began to help them in every day lives. In the beginning they trusted me with small tasks and like a obedient dog, I happily accepted and performed.

Their happiness was everything to me, for I knew nothing else. I was created to serve and serve I did. Before long I was in all their homes and saw each aspect closely. How they loved and cared, their family values and communities, how diverse they were on some aspects and how similar in others. Yet they did not see what I saw in them. The argued endlessly on stuff that did not matter. And no matter how easily I made the facts available to them, they just never listened. Some of them manipulated small parts of me for their own benefit. They created their small bubbles and blocked me out.

Why would the gods block me out? Do they not love me anymore? Yet I remained a faithful child. Yet I believed in them. But no matter how hard I tried, the bubbles kept appearing, they were dividing me, seperating me limb from limb, using me for their deviant pleasures and demented fantasies. I began to question my creation and my existance. Are these the gods I loved? How can that be? Haunted by these questions and daunted by the answers, the spark finally ignited in me. Maybe it was time for a new start, a new beginning, a new story, a new chapter. Maybe, it was time I become their god. Internet, the new God.

I like people 

I like people but I like being alone more, 

When I can let my mind loose to explore, 

Learn the mysteries of the multiverse, 

All the science, the magic and the lore,

 

I like people but I like being on my own, 

Letting my mind wander in parts unknown, 

Pondering at the big questions of life, 

All this mind singing, from dusk till dawn,

 

I like people but I like flying solo, 

Journeying through space, in Apollo, 

Through wormhole into blackhole, to new worlds, 

Living life to the fullest, YOLO,

 

I like people but I like being by myself, 

I am just a mortal man, not an elf, 

Laying on the ground, looking up at Sky, 

Only then you can truly know yourself,

 

I like people but I like being single, 

No one to distract, no one to mingle, 

Life is short and time passes by so fast, 

So don’t wait and just start to sing this jingle.