To fill the silences of the ambience,
To unravel the sounds of the existence,
To frolic with the air and fire,
To dance on water,
To breath in space,
To fuse with land,
To see who is me and who is not me,
And understand there is nothing that is un-me,
To understand the fusion of the creation and creator,
To swim in the clouds that metamorphoses the moisture,(of air)
To hover in the air without wings,
To evade the stop that hurts me id est to killing the time wherefore it holds the universe,
To understand the cause of the origin of the universe,
To understand and explore the time,
Which is darkness,
To understand the darkness,
To understand how from darkness somethingness emanate,
To **** the time as my life exists in time,,
To portray the creation,
To kiss the venomous cobra,
To create the uncreated,
To dissolve into creation,
To rendezvous with the one who is responsible for this oneness,
To staunch into the silence,

Are the deepest relationships relished just to relinquish at that moment,
Every breath is drawn to being subsumed by you ,
Is this life an overture to eternity,
I am in this mischief game played by the nature,
And she dragged me into this game,
The moment I am here is the moment she disappeared from here,
I know two molecules of hydrogen and one molecule of oxygen combines to form the water....
But I don't know why it should happen....
I know water and air becomes rain,
But I don't know why it should happen,
I know the chemistry of the nature....
But I don't know why that blithe bond,
I know I am manufactured using those five-elements,
But I don't know why my existence,
My existence makes indifference to this planet,
Only a human on this creation has this potential to contemplate on this existence,not any other creation.
To think in a way we think,
To explore the ultimate possibility....
When we are given such kind of possibility I think we should at least acknowledge it,
We are the replica of the nature,
We are the prototype of the god,
Every human being is a potential god..
It makes us to question our existence,
When we ask the biggest question in our life,
Where all the questions can be condensed into a single question,
The answer which is not found in any books,teachings but in ourselves,
The answer which cannot be deciphered by our intellect,
The answer that only answers when our answer becomes the question,
and there where my thoughts cease to exist,
Only there I could ponder this universe..
Are we willing to spend the essential time on it,
Many-a-lifetimes take for a human to decipher the universe,
And when he does,he doesn't want to be here,
To move into the timeless existence,
To escape the time is to escape everything and nothing.
Are we willing to exist in the non-existential of thoughts to imbibe the existence,
Only when our seeking becomes super-intense,nature will reveal itself...

From the conscious silence to the nomenclatural sound....
From the existential time to the reverberating silence...
Existential sound from the evolving time....
Evolved time from the sustained silence...
Time drenched into the time breeding timeless life....
Life is creator and creation,
It is the play of both of them,
We are their children and everyone of us,
Not just only human beings,every creature on the planet...
Existence is not human-centric,

We are living in the creation,creator is beyond physical....
Life is the voice of the creation,
and the source of our life cannot be seen through our eyes as it is more subtler and beyond physical,
Life is ubiquitous,there is nothing which does not have memory....
Even nothing which is everything and which is life also does have memory.....
Their memory is to act according to the intentions of other lives,
They carry our intentions and consequences,
Intentions and consequences are not apart,they are in the same moment
but one may descry the consequences after a certain period,
but they happen at the same moment as intentions does happen,
Silence bred sound,
and the sound bred me,
And then I am going to dissolve in to the silence......
Life is uncreated,In other words it created itself....
Let me dissolve in to the source....
You cannot breed consciousness nor silence nor the source of life,
one can only dissolve in to the larger entity....

Of all the misery and happiness that I have gone through my life,
it seems that the time is the only aspect that still fetters me to this life...
even a light cannot escape the time and it travels through the time...
If I **** the time which holds the life and universe together,
I would transcend this life..
It would illuminate my life and pave me the way to that constant experiential state of divine...

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"In relinquishing the limited, the unlimited becomes yours.”