Just relax and flow with this piece. The meaning will come to you.
Musicians, writers and movie producers have a huge position to push the future of our way of life in the direction they want. Their message is intense, an imaginary world so dreamy that it compels people to aspire to it. They etch out the paths that dreams walk on, showing children and young people, the custodians of our nation’s future, how to dream by making some options more appealing than others. Through music videos, our musicians cut through time, bringing to us slivers of a future they’ve imagined, presented with such bursting life and colour that… that maybe it exists somewhere. Maybe you could find it if you pierce this home reality slightly; provided of course you have decent ground knowledge about the general arrangement in the spectrum of sub realities, both radially and in parallel.
Here. There is a tiny slit between the physical world and the things you imagine. Continue reading “From Inspiration In The Mind of An Artist To The Culture Of An Entire Society”
Fiiiinally here’s the much talked about post! I had planned to share something else today, but then I went back to read from my archives and once more, this piece pulled me into loving it. So here goes:
How can God be insignificant, how can His words be insignificant, when we, inexplicably, are persistently drawn to worship something? Why are people, even those who are separated by distance and culture, all drawn to worship something? Continue reading “From the Unknown Regions”
The dilemma is, people want to be real and good at the same time. But they find that the ‘real’ they want to be has innate self-destructive qualities. We find that we have habits and desires that harm, rather than help those around us. Can one be real and still good?
Home is like this doctor sitting in front of me wearing a loose, plain blue shirt. Home is like the fan rotating lazily above me. In here the silence takes on a certain denseness, once you cross the door from the waiting area into his office. It’s a small room, green walls closing in on you. Continue reading “A Painting in Tranquil”
Today I wore this soft, nice, long-sleeved shirt – all my clothes were soft – the shirt, the trousers, the shoes and then I went out. As I stepped out, the first thing I thought was “such nice weather today, what a beautiful day”. I thought I’d be going straight to the schools but when I remembered that I have to first go print out my resume, I was a bit taken aback and prepared my mind for a longish trek. “Still beautiful weather though” I submitted as I marched uphill with determination and fuzzy feeling prospects. Continue reading “A Printing Situation”
The Maize have raised a council against my brother Josh, and I think the UN stands with them. Why? Because he threatens the extinction of an entire species by his insatiable demand for cereal!
I asked a lady for directions to an event centre
Woman: Okay do you know power line?
Me: No ma. Ok is it that place with many electricity poles?
“Yes. So when you get to power line, enter the tarred road on your right. Do you know the tarred road?”
“Or you can use the untarred road. Do you know the untarred road?”
“Okay, just enter the tarred road on your right sha”
“Be going straight you will see the place on your left.”
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