Talking philosophies

We are just ordinary people
Talking philosophies of what others have said
Mere stenographers or recorders
We really dont have any thinking of our own

Chances

When one leads a life of spontaniety, there is no question of chances.
Chances are left for that moment.
Look at a kid playing. He is so full and present
He simply "is"
What chances is he looking for?

Desires, Death and Living

Is it worth to die for things which dies off?

When one dies to the every day desires

Isnt death and living ONE?

The moon and the mind

Philosophy is of the mind. Beauty is when you are a lunatic; when one loses his mind, when there is no me. Do look at the moon today and lose your mind.

First time

The other day a friend asked me: Can you look at the world as though you are seeing it for the first time, hearing its sounds and sensing its smells for the first time? Like the newborn opening up its five senses to its surroundings? Without searching for words in one language or the other to represent what you see, hear, smell, taste or experience by sense of touch so that you can store it up in your memory? Without naming anything to reduce the real into symbols? Allowing the whole of it to flood into you? Just try it. Its a wonderful experience.

Saw this post on one of the comments on my uncles poem. Find it perfect today, everyday...

Road trip-Bangalore

Topple and rumble, spine o mine

Dust and filth, eyes o mine

Rattle and honk, ears o mine

Wobble like a drunkard

Body o mine

Life

Corpse in flowers, aboard a truck,
Drums blazing and crackers resonate
Death and mirth, holding hands.

- Saw a truck loaded with flowers and men surrounding a corpse. The entire Indranagar(100ft road) was forced to witness this huge celebration.