poverty is real
my poverty is real.
in ramayana the story i know king dasaratha knew no poverty. he had 10 cars. kingdom without conflict ~ meaning of ayodhya. 360 consorts. 3 queens to run the household and provide companionship always peacetime and wartime intellectual artistic and love comfort. he too is looking to expand his companionship. children are missing? continuity. immortality. of happiness even when he is not there? no truly. just now. future truly does not matter.
for me future really matters. for me time is running out. i slept 14 hours at a stretch. i did not feel any kind of discomfort. i was very happy. in fact i thought there is no need need for me to comment my reflection on dishonest motives of bjp and rss. i have left india forever. but i still possess mental touch trying improve life of indian. they definitely do not need me.
i have very limited space to live. why india america or any kin should occupy space. i have only space less than pin head to accommodate. the space is not enough for my lifetime. even if it is only few moths. my time is running out. i cannot accommodate even one night in my space. urgent solution required since my space is in decrease.
i have to remove every unknown from my home that has no space. it is no longer philosophy but reality i am faced with. i cannot suffer from even one moment of suffocation.
i not only can accommodate. i must get rid all known my hole. i cannot breath even one moment with even one known. even when that is me.
in 1977 i visited a avadhut to find out how one lives. it was necessity for my happy living. avadhut left his abode vacant for me to find out. i already have some part of his living. his dress none. his place for restroom at least one mile away on a hilltop behind a bolder for privacy. his bathroom is ice cold water of fast flowing alaknanda. i did not dare to immerse my finger. i needed to know what he engages his free time for intellectual pleasure. his accommodation bed and food store. he left all these open for my inquisitive mind. to make me happy. seeing is believing.
one loin cloth to cover loin. one kerchief to wipe. one loin cloth to dry for future. one kerchief for future. one nail cutter. one scissor. one tumbler. one jug. one box without top for sleeping and safety. one rug bed. one rug cover. some papers and envelops one ink pot one pen and some correspondence. no food and nothing else.
i had my philosophy seen and learnt ~ what is empty place? have i not looking to be happy and searching for happiness. it is graphic image of avadhut life. if i am aiming for happiness.
i was not satisfied with seeing and believing. i needed words ~ intelligent words and intelligible to me. it was done with just two sentences. one question? the other is solution. another is my conjecture to practice for myself. that i have been practicing since august 13th 1977. saraswati is my livingmate. she is scavenging me out of less than pinhead of personal space.
where from you are coming? was there any problem on your way? where can one do or go? what is the solution?
if a man causing problem then complain to police; if police is creating problem then go to court; if judge is creating problem then go to temple; when temple is cracking and divasted by calamity then where to go?
when there is no space? what then? when there is no time? what then? when living is impossible what then?
who is the cause for this moment?
23 years later i went looking for avadhut. this time brought along 5 more to see or show. i only saw an empty space ~ no box no room no avadhut anywhere only planet earth full of humanities
in ramayana the story i know king dasaratha knew no poverty. he had 10 cars. kingdom without conflict ~ meaning of ayodhya. 360 consorts. 3 queens to run the household and provide companionship always peacetime and wartime intellectual artistic and love comfort. he too is looking to expand his companionship. children are missing? continuity. immortality. of happiness even when he is not there? no truly. just now. future truly does not matter.
for me future really matters. for me time is running out. i slept 14 hours at a stretch. i did not feel any kind of discomfort. i was very happy. in fact i thought there is no need need for me to comment my reflection on dishonest motives of bjp and rss. i have left india forever. but i still possess mental touch trying improve life of indian. they definitely do not need me.
i have very limited space to live. why india america or any kin should occupy space. i have only space less than pin head to accommodate. the space is not enough for my lifetime. even if it is only few moths. my time is running out. i cannot accommodate even one night in my space. urgent solution required since my space is in decrease.
i have to remove every unknown from my home that has no space. it is no longer philosophy but reality i am faced with. i cannot suffer from even one moment of suffocation.
i not only can accommodate. i must get rid all known my hole. i cannot breath even one moment with even one known. even when that is me.
in 1977 i visited a avadhut to find out how one lives. it was necessity for my happy living. avadhut left his abode vacant for me to find out. i already have some part of his living. his dress none. his place for restroom at least one mile away on a hilltop behind a bolder for privacy. his bathroom is ice cold water of fast flowing alaknanda. i did not dare to immerse my finger. i needed to know what he engages his free time for intellectual pleasure. his accommodation bed and food store. he left all these open for my inquisitive mind. to make me happy. seeing is believing.
one loin cloth to cover loin. one kerchief to wipe. one loin cloth to dry for future. one kerchief for future. one nail cutter. one scissor. one tumbler. one jug. one box without top for sleeping and safety. one rug bed. one rug cover. some papers and envelops one ink pot one pen and some correspondence. no food and nothing else.
i had my philosophy seen and learnt ~ what is empty place? have i not looking to be happy and searching for happiness. it is graphic image of avadhut life. if i am aiming for happiness.
i was not satisfied with seeing and believing. i needed words ~ intelligent words and intelligible to me. it was done with just two sentences. one question? the other is solution. another is my conjecture to practice for myself. that i have been practicing since august 13th 1977. saraswati is my livingmate. she is scavenging me out of less than pinhead of personal space.
where from you are coming? was there any problem on your way? where can one do or go? what is the solution?
if a man causing problem then complain to police; if police is creating problem then go to court; if judge is creating problem then go to temple; when temple is cracking and divasted by calamity then where to go?
when there is no space? what then? when there is no time? what then? when living is impossible what then?
who is the cause for this moment?
23 years later i went looking for avadhut. this time brought along 5 more to see or show. i only saw an empty space ~ no box no room no avadhut anywhere only planet earth full of humanities
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