therefore, i seek quietus...

someone by the name of 'bien a vous' left a comment on my earlier post quietus...i started replying,but then i thought that the reply would mean explaining my poem's central concept...so i am writing this post...
the comment was...
"u wander thru eternity seeking quietus ....
essaying escape.... from eternity ...
n ur own dark shadow ...
eternal life ... eternal youth ..
eternal thirst ... eternal knowledge ...
eternal unrest ... eternal quest ...
eternal solitude ... eternal peace ...
the only constant in an ephemeral cosmos ...
relinquish this power for an unknown mundane end ?
immortality a curse or immortality ur curse ??"

well said...
eternal youth? i beg to differ...youth is a state of mind where every experience is relatively new to you and you want to enjoy every aspect of life to its fullest...what after that? are you still young when you are not excited by anything life has to offer? when everything becomes ordinary and boring?
eternal knowledge? nobody on earth knows everything...even if we were to coalesce all human knowledge throughout history, we would still be left with many unanswered questions which would continuosly gnaw on the heart of the immortal...and haven't you heard, ignorance is bliss???
eternal quest? for what??? what are we all seeking? the answers to all the unanswered questions? god? a state of continuous existence?...the first two will never be found and the third is undesirable if they're not...and according to many schools of thought what every solitary soul is striving for is either a state of non-existence or union with the supreme, both of which involve destruction of the self...if that is true bliss then immortality is a curse...
eternal peace?there has never been peace in the world and there never will be...man has the constant need for an enemy, because the social structure needs an external threat so that it does not implode...in such a world full of morons and animals not fit to be called civilised, which soul can find peace? if you see people repeating their mistakes over and over without learning from history, how can you be at peace?
i know it is better to rule in hell than to serve in heaven, but it is better to serve in heaven or hell than to remain on this earth forever, even if you do rule it...therefore, i seek quietus...
by the way, let me clarify that the poem is not in my voice but in that of count dracula...immortality is definitely not my curse, though i would have loved to be a vampire...

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random thought...
i just want to get away from it all...go away to some remote corner of the earth for a few years...somewhere where nobody knows me, where modern technology still has a long way to go...where i can see the clear sky at night in all its splendour with not a human light in sight and hold my love gently as she goes off to sleep...

quietus...lament of the vampire

i loved the idea of the last tag so much that i decided i'll do it again...so here goes...

quietus \kwy-EE-tus\ noun

1 : final settlement (as of a debt)
2 : removal from activity; especially : death
3 : something that quiets or represses



i wander through eternity seeking quietus
to the covenant with my father...
he gave me eternal life...
eternal thirst,eternal unrest,
eternal solitude...
i wander in the darkness seeking quietus
all around me are flowers,they wither and die
i stand like the tree,gnarled and old...
nothing grows in my dark shadow...
immortality is a curse,i seek quietus...

the dance of the dervishes...

saw this one on s!'s blog...tagged myself with this one as it seemed interesting...now zis iz wat iz to be done...
1. flip open a dictionary and point to a word / get word of the day from dictionary.com
2. type the word into google images.
3. pick an image that strikes you.
4. write a 10 line riff off the image.
5. use the word or the meaning at least once within the first 5 lines.
6. tag 3 other bloggers on your list.
so here goes...



ebullient \ih-BUL-yuhnt\, adjective:
1. Overflowing with enthusiasm or excitement; high-spirited.
2. Boiling up or over.



why are you so happy o soul
trapped as you are in this world
of illusion and misery...
why so ebullient and frenzied?
i have found the way to end all this
i dance to the rhythm of life itself...
i dance and i'm one with every atom...
i dance to dispel all illusion...
i dance and i have been set free,
for one is all and all is one...
in this moment of ebullience and ecstasy...
aham brahmasmi...



and i would like to tag dc,thedq and pallavi...have fun...

lord of the dance...

"Because You love the Burning -ground, I have made a Burning-ground of my heart - That You, Dark One, hunter of the Burning-ground, May dance Your eternal dance."
-Bengali Hymn

this simple sculpture is perhaps the best representation of the supreme being in human history...this masterful work of art depicts shiva as the lord of the dance, nataraj...
the dance of destruction,the dance of creation,the rhythm of life and death...the dance of bliss...he dances to destroy,he dances to create,he dances to dispel all illusion,he dances to enlighten,he dances to set you free...
the fire in the left hand destroys all evil...the damru in the right is the symbol of united male and female energies which are the source of all creation...the right foot rests on apasmara,a symbol of illusion,which is overcome by the lord...the left foot,held aloft,symbolises salvation and the lower left hand points towards it...this foot is also in a different plane than the rest of the sculpture...the lower right hand says 'fear not'...the flowing matted hair show the frenzy of the motion which is the dance that lends its motion to the entire cosmos,represented by the arch of flames around the dancer...
another perspective to this piece of art is offered by Fritzov Kapra,who says "every subatomic particle not only performs an energy dance, but also is an energy dance; a pulsating process of creation and destruction…without end…For the modern physicists, then Shiva's dance is the dance of subatomic matter. As in Hindu mythology, it is a continual dance of creation and destruction involving the whole cosmos; the basis of all existence and of all natural phenomena."
for a more detailed analysis of all the elements of the nataraj click here...


"The source of all movement,
Shiva's dance,
Gives rhythm to the universe.
He dances in evil places,
In sacred,
He creates and preserves,
Destroys and releases.
We are part of this dance
This eternal rhythm,
And woe to us if, blinded
By illusions,
We detach ourselves
From the dancing cosmos,
This universal harmony…"
-Ruth Peel

writer's block...

been wanting to write a post for a long time now...lack of time,energy and creativity have been stopping me...various times in the past few days i wanted to write about:
1.the aryan invasion theory debate...i have a lot of thoughts about it...too many to put down...
2.the symolism of the nataraj...i was blown totally over by all the symbolism that has been put into that one simple work of art that a large part of india calls god...
3.the symbolism of other religious art in india...our culture is just teeming with pieces of high art that any common man without an aesthetic sense would not even have looked at twice if they weren't gods...the shivalinga,the depiction of kali,ardhanarishwara,etc...
4.the greatest selling work of fiction ever...the holy bible...the fallacies in the revealed 'truth'...how christianity and judaism are no better than any 'pagan' religion...in fact much worse...
5.the wondrous world of 'alice in wonderland' and 'through the looking glass' and their myriad interpretations and relevance to the real world...
6.the movies i've seen recently...
7.how i've been going crazy,slowly...but surely...

still can't write anything...

losing my religion...

Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream