Ohh how I wish I could write this in a more logical, serious and sensible way, coz believe me when I tell you, I know exactly how important this is. Although some would argue that if I really wished for it that bad, I could probably make it come true. But you see, that would really make it pointless, just like the rest of the serious stuff that we have been conditioned to regard as important. So why am I writing this anyways, you ask? Well, because -
1. I have a feeling that I might just be right about this.
2. I want to make sure that I am right about this.
3. It's something REALLY interesting...makes you wanna think! And that's more than what I can say for most of what is being written about in this world.
4. I am scared shitless by the fact that what I have come to know might actually be true and the headless chicken in me wants to spread the word.
5. I actually want to find out - Where will this end? Actually I also want to find out Why did it start in the first place ....but that's a question for another lifetime I guess.
Not a very good answer, eh? Ok ... how's this for an answer - Because I want to ! To be quite honest, it still doesn't answer the original question - Why - but then I have never quite been able to fathom as to why does anyone want to do anything ! What is that exact sensation composed of? Is it some sort of a chemical imbalance in the organic structure of my brain that , due to some freak co-incidence of cause and effect in the general goings on of this vast universe, makes me feel like I want to write about this? Will my writing this , or for that matter, anything I do (eg. scratch my leg, fall in love, fry an egg, win a lottery, drive down to work, buy a house, or even pick my nose) have any kind of a ripple effect within this or any other Universe? If the apple hadn't fallen on Newton's head that particular afternoon, would we still be grappelling with the concept of gravity ? Am I doing this, coz it's part of a bigger celestial plan? Has this been preordained that I shall want to light a smoke at precisely 3:42 PM on a Thursday?
The answer is Yes and No. And I'll definitely try to come back to this question if I am not struck by lightening or something in the very near future.
Oh by the way, why are You reading this? ...................................................Any of the the answers above make better sense now?
Friday, September 26, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Introductions ?
The past one year in the usual Earth time has been rough to my presence here is probably an overstatement. Out of the 29 or so Earth years that I have spent here , the last few have been remarkably pointless. Except for probably that one time when I actually scared the shit out of myself and realised that no matter how many times I actually scare it out, it's probably going to build up in my system again, looking for escape points, only to be regenerated again. There really is no end to this shit business I tell you.
Anyways, I will try to be serious about this, 'coz I know that this is probably the most serious thing I have ever attempted in this lifetime of mine on Earth. Although, it's actually quite hard to be serious about the thing that I want to talk about, without losing the perspective and hence the plot of what I wanna talk about. It's all quite pointless, you see....or as is more likely, you don't see it ...yet.
How many times have you had an out-of-body experience ? How many times have you tried to bypass the logical circuits of your brain, (that have been by-the-way, designed and shaped by your bodily experiences in this world) and just Think for a bit ? If you are one of those freaking lucky bastards( my apologies for the profanity and if you can trace your origins right down to the first humanoid that ever walked the earth and are absolutely certain that in the last few thousand years that humans have been in existence, all your genetic foreparents reproduced under the strict social idiom of marriage - I hereby take back my words) who have actually experienced it at some point of time or another and actually remember it to this day and time, well....then clap your hands in the air right now and join me in this celebration of meaninglessness.
Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself - I Am. And believe me ...I find immense solace in the fact that you Are as well. The world can be a very lonely place if there was no you and I was left here all by myself. The name needed to denote my time here in this world is Pramesh. I don't exactly know what to do with it, although I know of quite a few people who spend their lives trying to make a name for themselves...what for ...I'm not quite sure of that yet. In my case, my immediate parents in a fit of brilliance decide to name me as Pramesh and I'm stuck with it eversince. You can call me names as well if you like.. I'll be just as clueless about what to do with them as well, unless one of them sticks, in which case I shall be ethically bound to list it as one of my names ( as if they say anything about me ), whenever I introduce myself again to anyone else. Oh...I didn't catch your name there ...what is it again ?
Anyways, I will try to be serious about this, 'coz I know that this is probably the most serious thing I have ever attempted in this lifetime of mine on Earth. Although, it's actually quite hard to be serious about the thing that I want to talk about, without losing the perspective and hence the plot of what I wanna talk about. It's all quite pointless, you see....or as is more likely, you don't see it ...yet.
How many times have you had an out-of-body experience ? How many times have you tried to bypass the logical circuits of your brain, (that have been by-the-way, designed and shaped by your bodily experiences in this world) and just Think for a bit ? If you are one of those freaking lucky bastards( my apologies for the profanity and if you can trace your origins right down to the first humanoid that ever walked the earth and are absolutely certain that in the last few thousand years that humans have been in existence, all your genetic foreparents reproduced under the strict social idiom of marriage - I hereby take back my words) who have actually experienced it at some point of time or another and actually remember it to this day and time, well....then clap your hands in the air right now and join me in this celebration of meaninglessness.
Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself - I Am. And believe me ...I find immense solace in the fact that you Are as well. The world can be a very lonely place if there was no you and I was left here all by myself. The name needed to denote my time here in this world is Pramesh. I don't exactly know what to do with it, although I know of quite a few people who spend their lives trying to make a name for themselves...what for ...I'm not quite sure of that yet. In my case, my immediate parents in a fit of brilliance decide to name me as Pramesh and I'm stuck with it eversince. You can call me names as well if you like.. I'll be just as clueless about what to do with them as well, unless one of them sticks, in which case I shall be ethically bound to list it as one of my names ( as if they say anything about me ), whenever I introduce myself again to anyone else. Oh...I didn't catch your name there ...what is it again ?
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