I create a home, everyday

This print is perfect!
Do you remember, this was purchased from that place?
Livens the mood with beautiful shades; this vase will go beautifully
near the fireplace.
 

This is a beautiful painting!
Who wrote that poem?
This rug ties the room together.
Isn’t the pattern unique? Yes, it’s Samoan.
 

You have such a beautiful house!
You have a great aesthetic sense!
You keep a clean house!
I have a lot of help, in my defence.
 

It’s a museum, full of memories.
A memoir of visits, relics of those days.
Emotionally valuable, beautiful days.
Movements of my thoughts, display of their ways.
 

A studio would be better.
I would rather create; a minimized collection.
Only a display of my tools, my space.
my finished works; ideas in motion.
 

Experiences guiding those tools.
The process of creation guides an incident.
Entirely new, new to me.
Why cerebration, what sentiment?

This is the home I wish to create.
No place for collections of the past.
Present in present will be a present,
No hope, no regret; each day recast.

When I am my age

“When I was your age
I had to live a certain way,
do certain things,
behave a certain way.”
“When I was your age,
I was already there,
doing certain things,
Following a certain way,
Struggling and trying,
This way or that way.”

Now, I am my age,
I try differently,
No interest in history.

Context is good-to-know,
Helps acceptance grow.
Knowledge of ways is good-for-info,
Great intellectual limbo.

Chains (v2)

A chain is a chain whether it is golden or plain.
A chain is a chain whether something is inferior or a step ahead.
A chain is a chain whether wealth is magnificent or contained.
A chain is a chain whether one is not a kin or cognate.
A chain is a chain whether material is silk or plain.
A chain is a chain whether you indulge or abstain.
A chain is a chain whether you use your heart or brain.
A chain is a chain whether one is relative or certain.
A chain is a chain whether one is in loss or gain.
A chain is a chain whether you drink juice or champaigne.
A chain is a chain whether one is happy or in pain.
A chain is a chain whether compromises are temporary or sustained,
A chain is a chain whether it is useful or in vain.
A chain is a chain whether one is a sir or a madame.
A chain is a chain whether ideas are original or tamed.
A chain is a chain whether reputation is clean or stained.
A chain is a chain whether it is external or intimate.
A chain is a chain whether one is modest or vain,
A chain is a chain whether one is in pleasure or pain,
A chain is a chain whether imagined or real,
A chain is a chain whether one is sober or insane.
Humans are not meant to live with chains,
whether golden or plain,
whether loosened or strained.

Chains

Chains are chains,
whether they are made of gold or iron .

One might consider something better than the other.
both are chains,
whether it be smaller or bigger.
Chains are chains,
whether they are imagined or real.

Credere Meus-VI

1. Health-
   • Increase in group-ism leads to a degradation of health. Group-ism could be the concept of family, groups based on some ideology etc. The solution isn’t to have a bigger family or an extended one but to form interconnected communes(not communities) where everyone is freely interacting with everyone else and individuals of all kinds are included. Only then is mental, emotional and physical health of all individuals maintained.
   • Exclusion of any kind, whether in experiences, thoughts (internal) or from certain people or groups (external), leads to decline in health. The more rigid our ideas are towards people, experiences, interactions etc, the more unhealthy we become.

People (de)bugged

“I want to be old.” This thought having crossed my mind felt so alien to me that I had to see what gave birth to it. I was sitting at a public place and quietly observing everyone when there arrived two professors who must be aged somewhere between 55 and 60. They came, sat and were having a conversation. Something about their demeanor, physical movements, way of having a conversation was appealing. They were what is called ‘being relaxed’. Everything about them was ‘chilled out’. This made me think “I want to be old.” The feeling of being this reposed and calm was what I wanted. This was enhanced by the fact that at same place there were many more people, all of them of the same age as mine. The difference in the general style of behavior was too obvious to be missed.

Nobody did this….

Hi.

I am nobody. You must have heard about me . I am given the responsibility of things being done and not done by everybody , anybody or somebody. When no one takes the responsibility  I am given the responsibility, “I, Nobody ,did it!. “

I am being given the responsibility of deeds done by others since eons. It is a noble job indeed. Imagine me bearing the wrongdoings of all the others in the world! And I never get thanked. It is always in a tone of depreciation when everybody justifies, ” Why should I do it, Nobody does it! Nobody did it!”.