Refrain to remain in
memory and imaginations
Series of desires, attachments,
course expectant!
Mirror of gone past and
future unreavel
Futile occupation and
never ending obsession.
Both with perception of
the "reality" very unreal!
Impression or imaginary
mere dependent sensorial!
The favouring or incrementing
of incidents
Except respective mind
no where existent!
Drive away from present
marvel and wonder
Clutches overpowering
sheer human potential!
Let go! Just habits! clear,
turn to be truely real,
Honest, simple, clean,
truthful, sincere...
Something always goes on in the inner mind...
The impressions of the moments gone, bygones or the formations of what to come...keep on coming...clustering...
A kind of film screen is always active and referencing to recall or reframe...to past or future...
That keeps one away from being in now...what is at hand...in every present moments.
This most of the times one finds oneself getting hindsights... a dash of regret..."only if...!"
Catch oneself varying, filming thus deviating.
Be there...
Be in now...
Be in oneself...
Be with one's self...
Be one with one's own being...
Thank you...
- Morli Pandya
October, 2017
Flower Name: Cassia fistula
Golden-shower tree, Purging cassia, Indian laburnum, Pudding pipe tree
Significance: Imagination
Abundant and varied, may be charming, but must not be substituted for Truth.
Golden-shower tree, Purging cassia, Indian laburnum, Pudding pipe tree
Significance: Imagination
Abundant and varied, may be charming, but must not be substituted for Truth.
Imagination is a fundamental energy of consciousness, and this marvellous, indomitable energy works on without caring whether she is put to use or misuse or no use at all; she exists merely for the sake of delight in her own existence. SA
The outward and the immediate are our field,
The dead past is our background and support;
Mind keeps the soul prisoner, we are slaves to our acts;
We cannot free our gaze to reach wisdom's sun.
Inheritor of the brief animal mind,
Man, still a child in Nature's mighty hands,
In the succession of the moments lives;
To a changing present is his narrow right;
His memory stares back at a phantom past,
The future flees before him as he moves;
He sees imagined garments, not a face.
The dead past is our background and support;
Mind keeps the soul prisoner, we are slaves to our acts;
We cannot free our gaze to reach wisdom's sun.
Inheritor of the brief animal mind,
Man, still a child in Nature's mighty hands,
In the succession of the moments lives;
To a changing present is his narrow right;
His memory stares back at a phantom past,
The future flees before him as he moves;
He sees imagined garments, not a face.
BOOK I: The Book of Beginnings
CANTO IV: The Secret Knowledge 53
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