Monday, September 19, 2005

Kush

Hey Kush, just read your comment on my last post. I dont think you carefully examined the sky concept. The analysis I have presented is based on real stuff. I did not, for even a moment, want to go in the direction you were probably thinking. I am questioning the "facts" that we beleive in, which we, on deeper analysis, have to denounce, but hold on to just because they have been passed down the generation. I can see how this concept can lead you to think in the Matrix direction, but I never intended it to be in that resptect. I am trying to point out things we actually can do something about, according to what we see around us, by using some common sense. By questioning the common beleifs that hold us back (the creationist theory, for example), and doing away with worthless "facts". The article is supposed to be more practical than fantastic.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

The Sky Concept

It just intrigues me how we as a race have certain things just programmed into our brain. You would find the most brilliant minds, the most advanced astrophysicists point upwards and use the word sky. What is the sky? It does not have a material or physical existance. It is pretty much just the creation of our minds. An expression for what we didnt know a century or two back. Its nothing but space with some refracted light when we are facing the sun. My point, till this point, is that what we call the sky is not really anything but a big void which was envisioned by our forefathers as an envelop covering the Earth. We now know that the world is neither geocentric nor human-centric.

The concept of sky can be treated in two different manners. One is the ambitious/philosophical/moral of the story way and the other is as an exampl/idiom/similie for the concepts that have traditionaly been handed down. All of a sudden this peice seems to be taking some direction, I am going to examine both of these point of views in the following space.

First the more philosophical side of things. Ever young red blooded person in the world has the ambition and the desire to touch the sky to reach the zenith. The way I interpret the Sky concept makes me modify the ambitious statement a little. Rather than trying to touch the sky, I would like to be the sky. To engulf the entire world even if I am just a concept. The sky has no physical existance, but still engulfs the earth in our eyes. It is the onething that is omnipresent and above everything, desppite the fact that it doesnt even exist. The point here is that the sky, which has less matter in it than my little finger, is an undeniable presence even though it doesnt exist. Thats what I want to be. Someone, who just by the virtue of the thoughts people have about him, of the way people think about him, exists in a larger than life, much much larger than life manner, and beyond that it doesnt matter if I exist or not. I was earlier talking about Jim Morrison, a guy who could have done this, if he had cared to, another example, Kurt Cobian, another example, Jimi Hendrix, and in my world the ultimate example, Mirza Ghalib. He doesnt exist, I am not sure if he even existed, or wrote his own work, but I have read everywhere that he did, I have been told that he did. It has been programmed within my brain that all those thoughts and expressions came out of that larger than life mind. Maybe the reader here can not relate to these examples as much as I do. Let me give you two more convincing examples, Mohammed and Jesus Christ. Whatever they did, they were able to become the sky, to leave thier presence as an engulfing one for their followers despite the fact that they dont exist anymore. The sky still wins in comparison as by itself, it never existed in the first place. We as humans might not be able to deny our existance, but can definitely try to be an overbearing presence past our existance.

Now for the more concrete and almost scientific analysis of the sky concept. The big question the sky concept raises is what else has been passed down the generations which we have beleived despite there being blatant proof staring us in the face denouncing the beleifs and what we sometimes dismiss simply as "a manner of speaking". The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. Yes, right now you see the not so important technical deficiency of that statement, but you would not see it if your mind wasnt already geared in the direction I am trying to take it further on. The fact that the sun doesnt actualy rise but appears bue to the Earth's rotation is pretty inconsequential to our daily existance. On the other hand there are concepts that directly affect our existance. Why does a majority of people in America, supposedly the most advanced nation in the world, beleive that the earth is only 5000 years old? Why are there "facts" we beleive in, which can easily discredited and we know they can? Let me attack the concept of God here. I am not promoting atheism, I dont care if I was, but I am not. I am attacking hte way we think about God. May be he is not as omnipotent and omnipresent as we think of him to be. May be that is just what has been programmed into our brain by hte stories passed down the generations. Think about it, the definitions of Gods, their activities, their powers, shape, characteristics have all changed with time, as we have come to know more about our surroundings and the earth itself. Somethings havent changed, rather we havent let them change, because they provide easier explanations like the sky. You dont need to explain to people why the sky looks the way it does or what it is and where it is, but if you talk about space, ahan, not only can you explain things but you also have to. The unchanging features of God provided those explanations that we have turned a blind eye to, like space not sky. Just like the sun rises example, there is no need for explanation because on the surface its pretty simple to understand, you see the sun come up and the sun go down. When somethings stares us in the face and belongs ot a religion that has gone out of fashion we laugh, but we dont care to think that a couple of centuries from now people would be laughing at us for similar reasons. It wa easy to replace Zeus's weapon with transfer of charge between clouds, it was easy to replace God's fury with hot molten magma from the Earth's core, but we havent been able to replace the untested and un ratified concepts that have hounded our beleif systems for years now.

Can you think of more examples that fall under the sky concept? Things that dont exist but due to centuries of acceptance have become a part of our beleife system and our brain. If you do think of something do leave a comment so that it can further the discussion.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

The Question

Alright now, something original, form my not yet fanous questions series.

The question is not whether we can change the world,

The question is will we?

The question is not whether we have the desire,

The question is will we?

The question is not whether we are capable or whether we can,

The question is will we?

The question is not whether the world would get better,

The question is will we?
Where we have been, what we have done?

What we have accomplished, what we will achieve?

What we will become, what we will affect?

What we will make of what we have?

The question isn’t if all that will matter,

The question is will we?

The question is not whether the world will change,

The question is will we?

Saturday, September 10, 2005

An American Prayer

Of late one of my obsessions has been Jim Morrison and his poetry. The ultimate bad boy of Rock who was one of those who were dissatisfied by the way of life of his times and chose to speak about it. His poetry is pretty implicit at times and blatanatly explicit at others. Not surprisingly The Doors were Jim Morrison and others. The following is from his album An American Prayer, if possible get it. It is as influential as Floyd, though not even comparable when it comes to musical substance. Jim Morrison's voice just echoes the words perfectly. Anyway, I would let the man speak for himself.

Do you know the warm progress
Under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys
To the kingdom
Have you been borne yet
& are you alive?

Let's reinvent the gods, all teh myths
Of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
[Have you forgotten the lessons
Of the ancient war]
We need great golden copulations
The fathers are cackling in trees
Of the forest
Our mother is dead in the sea

Do you know we are being led to
Slaughters by placid admirals
& that fat slow generals are getting
Obscene on young blood
Do you know we are ruled by T.V.
The moon is dry blood beast
Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers
In the next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare on innocent
Herdsman who are just dying

O great creator of being
Grant us one more hour to
Perform our art
& perfect our lives
The moths & atheists are doubly divine
& dying

We live, we die
& death not ends it

Journey we more into the
Nightmare
Cling to life
Our passion'd flower
Cling to Cunts & cocks
Of despair
We got our final vision
By clap
Columbus groin got
Filled w/green death
(I touched her thigh
& death smiled)
We have assembled inside this ancient
& insane theatre
To propagate our lust for life
& flee the swarming wisdom
Of the streets

The barns are stormed
The windows kept
& only one of all the rest
To dance & save us
W/the divine mockery
Of words
Music inflames temperament
(When the true King's murderers
Are allowed to roam free
A 1000 Magicians arise in the land)

Where are the feasts
We are promised
Where is the wine
The New Wine
(dying on the vine)
Resident mockery
Give us an hour for magic
We of the purple glove
We of the starling flight
& velvet hour
We of arabic pleasures's breed
We of sundome & the night
Give us a creed
To believe
A nightr of lust
Give us trust in
The Night
Give of color
Hundred hues
A rich mandala
For me & for you
& for your silky
Pillowed house
A head, wisdom
& a bed

Troubled decree
Resident mockery
Has claimed thee
We used to believe
In the good old days
We still receive
In little ways
The things of Kindness
& unsporting brow
Forget & allow

Did you know freedom exists
In school books
Did you know madmen are
Running our prisons
W/in a jail, w/in a gaol
W/in a white free protestant
Maelstrom
We're perched headlong
On the edge of boredom
We're reaching for death
On the end of a candle
We're trying for something
That's already found us

Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South

Cruel bindings
The sevants have the power
Dog-men & their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors

I'm sick of dour faces
Starong at me from the T.V.
Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that's plowed
They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden

Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful
Comes death on a stranger hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
& gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's
Claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until its other jaw reveals incest
& loose obedience to a vegetable law

I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the Giant family

Hazaaron Khwahishen Aisi

hazaaroN KHwahishaiN 'eisee ke har KHwahish pe dam nikle
bohot nikle mere armaaN lekin phir bhee kam nikle

nikalna KHuld se aadam ka sunte aayaiN haiN lekin
bohot be_aabru hokar tere kooche se ham nikle

magar likhwaaye koee usko KHat, to hamse likhawaaye
huee subah aur ghar se kaan par rakhkar qalam nikle

mohabbat meiN naheeN hai farq jeene aur marne kaa
usee ko dekh kar jeete haiN jis kaafir pe dam nikle

zara kar jor seene par ki teer-e-pursitam nikle
jo wo nikle to dil nikle, jo dil nikle to dam nikle

KHuda ke waaste parda na kaabe se uThaa zaalim
kaheeN 'eisa na ho yaaN bhee wohee kaafir sanam nikle

kahaaN maiKHaane ka darwaaza 'GHalib' aur kahaaN waaiz
par itana jaante haiN kal wo jaata tha ke ham nikle

Probably one of Ghalib's most famous ghazals, but this post is not about Ghalib, its about the movie I just saw. The movie was titled "Hazaron Khwahishen Aisi" and was an apt reflection of the first sher of the above ghazal. The three protagnists of the story have there own desires to fulfil in life. The movie starts in DU, in the 70s, a time when the country was for the first time looking to have a ruling party at the helm other than the Congress Party. This is where we meet the three protagnists, a love triangle as might be expected. The story follows the lives of the three people who have there own amditions, desires and mindsets, sometimes similar but mostly contradicting. Ethics, desires, pain, anger, exploitation, motivation, ambition, success, victory, loss, I havent yet seen a movie from mainstream hindi cinema that has been able to express these emotions and feelings with such poignancy. After Sarkar and now this movie I have also developed new respect for KK Menon as an actor. A brilliant movie, whose box office run would be cut short by Bach ke Rehna ... and No Entry. Its a pity that even when mainstream cenima tries to be socially motivating we reject it. How much are we at fault for the soulless junk that is being produced for both the big and small screen. When we stop watching these films that give us nothing in terms of ideas and dont contribute to our mental advancement, thats when the crap movie bazaar will go out of buisiness. Nevertheless I appluad the producers who backed this movie. A very worthy attempt indeed.