It takes a big leap, probably an impossible one to assign permanent value to what lies around us. The bemused brain and all the trickery the world has to offer alters our value systems in multiple ways. It's purely unintentional and beyond one's control, but there's a way to control the levels. And it isn't casting a spell on the penetrating thoughts from a psyche or the wave of a magic wand disturbing the harmony of billions of hapless molecules that float in the air harmless. It is the mere thought of realizing the beauty and horrors of being.
Being is the Divine art of painting the senses and their connection with the author to make sense of it, and then the soul takes over to weigh the sense and to tug energies beyond visuals and embody them all in a physical structure. The daily routine practiced by us all isn't being, it's mere existence and a struggle to exist. Being lies manifold above the practice of breathing, it's the stream that splashes every particle that comes in it's way wet. Sees on the far side of life and it's offerings, and let's the hidden secret unveil it's self. For when you have the vision, the secret is no more a secret, you don't follow the path, the path follows the trails of your footsteps, shunning the destruction induced by unintentional manipulation.
The idea of being, being the secret to fence indirect manipulation lies untouched and uncared for. It is probably the peril that drives humanity towards the charm of the basic needs, the appeal that gives his stomach a task to perform , his genitals a reason to live for, and his lysosomes a motivation for the suicide. The human has buried himself under this cover of necessity ever since his creation. But in almost every era, there was a clan that succeeded in unfolding certain levels of being and they were all mocked at and labeled as insane by the herd. That was because what wisdom sees is just a notion of imbecility to the normal kind. The reason being the intense strength of the uncovering, it wants to modify and deepen the entire value system a human has been channeling within it's head ever since his nascence. The change is a horror and ignorance is peace.
With all that said, I would leave you in peace but would you?
Shafi a very beautifully crafted piece of writing.I like this type of philosophy stuff which tries to explain our being,purpose and existence.And which talks about the limitless thoughts and things our mind ponders on.
ReplyDeleteThank you Becks. I'm pleased to know the taps didn't embrace vanity :).
ReplyDeleteBeing isn't just being... (swwweet!). Populate the blog with more thoughts dear, you've got a few readers now. (:
ReplyDeleteAimal - Will do, love it when the readers can read between the lines, I'd have one good reader than a thousand dumb ones :).
ReplyDeleteShafi rora.. This is a wonderful write-up!.... Praise-worthy are not only the images that it evoked in our minds, but the wisdom that they carried along with it. There were numerous lines I wished to pick out but there were far too many of them. I shall visit your blog again in the future, Inshallah. God bless! :)
ReplyDeleteIf one doesn't questions his being, then what is he good for? =)
ReplyDeleteLoved the write up.
Will always be your number 1 fan =P Glad you started blogging =)
Ajmal - Thank you rora, da ghareeb khana ba de pa intezaar wi da khaira :D
ReplyDeleteAnam - Thanks, and you need to change your blog layout :P
it's really a wonderful piece of writing. i really liked your idea of explaining "Being". but i became fan when i reached at, " But in almost every era, there was a clan that succeeded in unfolding certain levels of being and they were all mocked at and labeled as insane by the herd. That was because what wisdom sees is just a notion of imbecility to the normal kind."
ReplyDeletethis tells me to share some of my writings with you (kho pa bala moka).
keep it up, and do share some more.
H - Thank you for the appreciation, I am sorry I can't know who you are by reading just an alphabet. I'm sure you're a friend, but which one is what makes me scratch my chin? :)
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