what survives my broken dreams

what is that indivisible?
empty space or me

what is divisible?
any set or space or my perception

what is education?
the art or science of uniting two

what survives death?
dreamer and broken dreams

why dreams always break?
false - imagination - entirely baseless assumption of mine
none is good and none is evil ever
all is useless once only phenomena with zero duration ~ reflection that is never repeated

truth is union of all events ~ me
truth is intersection of any two or more event ~ me
false is every event or every collection of event ~ my perception
i am none of the above and also all the above ~ i am forever limited by me

where is memory when one is dead?

brain is logical and two operations are induction or deduction based on hypothesis
however hypothesis is forever false ~ use of brain is useless exercise

why i cannot expect given all knowledge and history?
it is impossible to know from any amount of imagination
except that it is possible to know this

what happens after death?
there is record of learning outside body
human soul takes up a cloak of crow and fetches its stored learning and revisit its world
curious about its broken dream
thereafter it pursues its journey of learning wherever it was interrupted

two stories told by my elder brothers

• porter turned sadhu ~ it is a real life story of a porter at railway station at kishoreganj. he decided to retire on one fine day and he did. he sat down beside the road to station and never left. he was noticed by all those going to station or coming from station. some started donating coins that lay scattered before him and he was not bothered. he was retired. some came with a plate and collected the coins and placed it before him. now it was little bit formal. people donated and sal before him and asked for blessings. nothing to give he started giving some sand. some placed another plate with sand for his convenience. his reputation grew and people started visiting him from distant land. my father too went to him with a coconut offer. he was moved and got up. 'why you anil babu? i have nothing to give so i give some sand when asked. i have nothing to give.'
• sadhu turned householder ~ a sadhu left all worldly attachments and sitting under a banyan tree off road away from any other village. soon he was noticed by passerby. some would come and sit with him some time and rest before proceeding. some gave some food or offering. one particular donated him a female calf. when the calf would grow up, it shall provide milk and health to sadhu. it was sometime after years the same person was passing by. he was curious to find what had happened? he saw around the tree there is a village with lot of activity. He entered the village to find the whereabout of the sadhu. village head is the sadhu. sadhu explained it happened because of the calf given by him. he needed someone to look after the calf. then it was required that boy looking after the calf needed shelter kitchen and cook. etc.

my journey of life is of unification of my disintegrated world till the same vanish into empty space ~ truth ~ no philosophy
away from false ~ unmoved by broken dreams ~ false always break ~ dreams are broken to start with
selfishness breaks ~ unselfishness unites
with unselfishness i created my world ~ i was selfish enough to pick pick ...pick and i could not ~ my world disintegrated
i search for truth unbreakable real and not dream ~ i did not collect my broken dream ~ the pieces are not required to join and remake the dream

education is all about surviving broken world and living without dream ~ education is learning to view dream as dream ||||||||||