Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "cold-hearted"
Roots and Chains | Amor Apocalypse
Culture can either further the cause of life,
Or it can hinder life, love and liberty.
If it hinders, it belongs in the dump,
If it furthers, it is an ally of humanity.
Rigidity is drag on expansion,
For it makes chains out of roots.
Roots give ground beneath our feet,
While chains only cripple all our move.
Even a flower can’t survive in last week’s water,
Yet you expect the mind to thrive that way.
Let the mind fly higher than known heights,
And all light and life will find their way.
With all our understanding of the speed of light,
We’re yet to cross the distance from heart to heart.
With all our fancy equipment of communication,
We are yet to listen to those unheard.
Or it can hinder life, love and liberty.
If it hinders, it belongs in the dump,
If it furthers, it is an ally of humanity.
Rigidity is drag on expansion,
For it makes chains out of roots.
Roots give ground beneath our feet,
While chains only cripple all our move.
Even a flower can’t survive in last week’s water,
Yet you expect the mind to thrive that way.
Let the mind fly higher than known heights,
And all light and life will find their way.
With all our understanding of the speed of light,
We’re yet to cross the distance from heart to heart.
With all our fancy equipment of communication,
We are yet to listen to those unheard.
Cardiomyopathy Sonnet (Medicine and Metaphor) | Vande Vasudhaivam
Person’s worth comes from
their pulse, not from their purse.
It’s okay if your purse is anemic,
so long as your veins got plenty pulse.
It’s your pulse that brings the world to life,
Pulsating heart is radiator during this ice-age.
Ice-age never went away, it just got internalized,
As outwardly in appearance we became less savage.
Human heart is in dire need of a green house,
All the warmth is escaping rapidly.
Melting ice caps will drown us later,
We’ll have kicked the bucket long before,
from frostbitten cardiomyopathy.
Brain’s death is death of the body,
Heart’s death is death of the being.
Kindness keeps the being alive
long after the heart stops beating.
their pulse, not from their purse.
It’s okay if your purse is anemic,
so long as your veins got plenty pulse.
It’s your pulse that brings the world to life,
Pulsating heart is radiator during this ice-age.
Ice-age never went away, it just got internalized,
As outwardly in appearance we became less savage.
Human heart is in dire need of a green house,
All the warmth is escaping rapidly.
Melting ice caps will drown us later,
We’ll have kicked the bucket long before,
from frostbitten cardiomyopathy.
Brain’s death is death of the body,
Heart’s death is death of the being.
Kindness keeps the being alive
long after the heart stops beating.
Grow so big with your ideas that you become a threat to every nationalist state in the world. Abhijit Naskar | Visvavatan: 100 Demilitarization Sonnets
Grow so big with your ideas that you become
a threat to every nationalist state in the world.
Grow so big with inclusivity that you become a curse
to every fundamentalist institution in the world.
Pledge allegiance to no label,
Be absolutely, unequivocally nondual.
Move past even the concept of nonduality,
So that you become unequivocally whole.
Expand, expand, and expand again,
till the world witnesses your human reign.
Expand to serve, expand to love!
Amidst eternal desert be the impossible rain.
a threat to every nationalist state in the world.
Grow so big with inclusivity that you become a curse
to every fundamentalist institution in the world.
Pledge allegiance to no label,
Be absolutely, unequivocally nondual.
Move past even the concept of nonduality,
So that you become unequivocally whole.
Expand, expand, and expand again,
till the world witnesses your human reign.
Expand to serve, expand to love!
Amidst eternal desert be the impossible rain.
