Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "divine"

I gave you the tablets at Sinai,
I drove your chariot at Kurukshetra.
I gave you the ayats word by word,
I woke up Siddhartha 'n the carpenter.
No matter the time, age 'n technology,
I always rise to treat the common cold.
Amidst a world full of sore coldness,
I only need ten vessels absurdly bold.
I have nothing to do with perfection,
Far from it, I've got plenty to improve.
With each new vessel my sight broadens,
With each identity my existence renewed.
Keeper am I of this terrestrial neighborhood.
I am your innermost fire of god and good.

Fervor of faith is not the problem, bigotry of faith is the problem. Or to put it simply. Religion is not the problem, fundamentalism is the real problem. But we must be aware of what a fundamentalist is. A fundamentalist is not necessarily a person who takes the scripture literally, rather, a fundamentalist is a person who deems their own religion as the only true religion, and all others as heresy. Some fundamentalists do interpret the scripture metaphorically, and still manage to remain a bigot.

After all, you see outside, what is inside. So the point is, if you want to see integration in the world, first you gotta irrigate your heart, not your colon, of all division. Until you understand undivision, you won’t understand divinity. No sabes unidad, no sabes divinidad.

Even if you have never heard of Jesus, even if you have never heard of Buddha, even if you have never heard of Moses and Mohammed, even if you have never heard of Nanak and Naskar, you can still be divine. But if you never treat another person with kindness and dignity, you can never be divine.

It’s your behavior that makes you religious, not your belief. Besides, even in this day and age, if your belief still keeps raising walls, instead of bringing them down, it’s time you seek medical help. Because you see, bigotry is not a legal problem, it is a medical problem, just like alcoholism is a medical problem. Fundamentalism is not a neurodivergence, fundamentalism is a lethal neuropsychiatric condition, which requires immediate medical attention.

Sometimes I’m battered vagabond,
Sometimes I’m shattered seer.
No claim to name, fame or reign,
Lovedrunk I write borracha poesía.

Sometimes I’m mest-i-mevlana,
Sometimes I’m my own Shams.
Sometimes I’m dastan-e-dervish,
Sometimes I’m selam-e-sapiens.

I am no brahmin,
I am the Godfather of brahmins;
I am Parabrahma, the Brahmins worship.
I am Adi, I am Anth, I am Ananth Adishakti.

Leave your creed, crown and
constitution, when you enter my door.
I am but a human if you are human,
if you’re sectarian, I’m messiah galore.

“Miracle and Migraine (Sonnet 1370)

Words are my leisure,
Words are my life.
Words are my gift to thee,
Use ’em wisely for light.

Kind words cost us nothing,
Cruel words will cost us all.
Faith in people costs us nothing,
Systemic mistrust will end us all.

It is common knowledge in the circle,
I don’t control words, I get visions.
However, every miracle takes its toll,
Hence, the migraines are getting worse.

I don’t mind, so long as I am ointment.
You keep the magic, I’ll keep the pain.”

“There is nothing supernatural about visions – or to be more accurate, contrary to traditional belief, it’s not messages from some extraterrestrial domain. Visions are indeed messages from a mysterious realm alright, but like the everyday realm of human perception, the transcendental realm as well is creation of brain chemicals. I won’t go into details here, as I already did that in my early days. One of my earliest works, Autobiography of God, contains a detailed analytical account of the neurobiology of transcendental experiences. However, the question is not whether there is an explanation, the question is, is it worth explaining! Because, while sometimes the lack of explanation facilitates superstition, some things are better left unexplained – such as, love.”

I know people who use God
as excuse for hate and war.
I know people who use God
as inspiration for love and peace.

I know people who use Science
as excuse to be cold and inhuman.
I know people who use Science
as means to be warm and responsible.

It’s neither God nor Science,
that causes coldness and war.
In the hands of a selfish ape,
Science and God are equally impotent.

But when it’s a responsible human
that wields either God or Science,
You can rest assured of one thing,
nothing can dent their humanness.

One thunder, visions plenty.
One mission, vessels plenty.
One source, seekers plenty.
One fate, fervors plenty.

From dust we’re born,
In dust we’re gone.
Cashes to ashes,
Bitcoins in trashes,
Division is nefarious,
Unity is dawn.

The day the billions of people of earth
are valued more than the billionaires,
that day you shall be human being,
that day you are king and queen.

Naskar doesn’t have flag or nation,
My flag is world flag – my nation, world nation.
Call me poet, scientist or humanitarian,
Naskar is the spirit of world integration.

One thunder, visions plenty.
One mission, vessels plenty.
One source, seekers plenty.
One fate, fervors plenty.

From dust we’re born,
In dust we’re gone.
Cashes to ashes,
Bitcoins in trashes,
Division is nefarious,
Unity is dawn.

The day the billions of people of earth
are valued more than the billionaires,
that day you shall be human being,
that day you are king and queen.

Naskar doesn’t have flag or nation,
My flag is world flag – my nation, world nation.
Call me poet, scientist or humanitarian,
Naskar is the spirit of world integration.

Islam* is not the right religion, *peace is.
Christianity** is no right religion, **kindness is.
Judaism is not the right religion, equality is.
Sanatana isn’t right religion, nonsectarianism is.

All scriptures are blasphemy, when peddled
as exclusive, infallible handbook to divinity.
Literature that demands rejection of backbone,
is a lot of things but not material of sanctity.

Every religion is right religion, or none are;
Claiming exclusive rightness all breed cowards.
Every faith is an attempt at divine, or none are;
Claiming monopoly of truth faith forfeits regard.

By saying your religion is the only right religion,
you only prove, your religion is the wrong religion.
Religion as an excuse for separation is always wrong,
till you transcend religion, all faith is delusion.

I am the lock,
You are the key.
Sight of your smile,
showers me with glee.

I got no need for church-n-mosque,
Got no need for God or Jehovah.
These are for those seeking security,
Upon love’s face unfolds my Mecca.

Yesterday I was a sensible infant,
I studied scripture seeking holiness.
Today I am a grownass nutter,
Only godly gift is love’s holy mess.

Bibles are expendable,
Altars are expendable.
Till love takes preference,
God itself is expendable.

I reveal policy to politicians,
I write the law for lawyers,
I unfold order to the coppers,
I light the psyche to shrinkers.

I am justice to the activists,
Common sense to the scientists,
I’m illumination to philosophers,
I am existence to existentialists.

I am poetry to the poets,
Bridge of culture to linguists.
I am good news in seminaries,
I am the human part of humanists.

Who am I – or better yet, what am I?
I am the heartquake to all halftruth.
What am I, or just the same, who am I?
Refugee of love, I am Miracle Mejnu.