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The Deep Knowledge.
The greatness of life is knowing who you are and where you are in time and space. I am not boasting. I know exactly who I am and where I am. So when I make a move I clearly know why. Sorry if I made you all feel uncomfortable. That ability is the greatest gift God gave. This is a poem wrote with audacity and the will to care and share. Enjoy.
The Deep Knowledge.
Deep, deep into the depths of space I looked,
When from inside exploded, stars blinked,
And the child inside, in gladness smiled.
Gathered dust and gas around forces unknown,
Emptiness through humanly unimaginable space spread,
Then came another cluster of stars,
Each one in its own unique ways moved,
Each one its own unique lessons carried.
In it all I feel one force, the hand of God, the truth of creation,
Oh’ even the imaginations with which we imagine, a God given gift,
And to even the furthest piece of dust bound,
The beat of a heart, the thread which no senses we posses can imagine.
There is a reason for all creation,
That reason through living one learns,
The good one does upon the reason light sheds,
The bad ones does takes away a ray or two,
What it was all about? Some even in grave wonder,
Some always live in the light,
Then there are those who through others learn.
Deeper and deeper life goes,
More than a lifetime it takes to live,
Some leave memories of bitterness,
Some leave happiness for others to cherish,
Some leave legacy binding,
Life of generations ahead.
Deeper and deeper light and darkness grows,
One without the other meaningless,
Good or bad is not in the actions,
Good or bad is in the results and intentions,
As good and bad from the same source arise.
Deeper and deeper through the universe looked,
Deeper and deeper knowledge grown,
Every event a mark in the past drawn,
Every past event in cycle in future comes,
Just the actors and stage in naughtiness of time change.
Oh’ how many wonderful stages passed,
How many wonderful actors on that stage placed,
Colorful, scented in depths they touched,
Then faded away into the depths of time.
Oh’ deeper and deeper the vastness of universe expanded,
The more I looked in between vast emptiness found,
Great color filled stages where like magic objects found,
The chaos and confusion meant peace deep inside,
As deeper and deeper my own soul I understood.
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Out Of Youtube
I am out of youtube. People maybe wondering why I deleted my accounts and left. The reason is they terminated my account amidalaneboo. I lost 70,000 subcribers with that account. No one really knew who it was behind that account. Now you all know. My videos will come here in xanga, Facebook and my own video site. None of my readers here should take this personally. I will never ever return there.
This Day -Jan 11
“Live the way you want to today — it’s not hurting anybody, and you’re making life more interesting for you and your people, so why not? You may find yourself inching toward a brand new lifestyle.”
That’s my Astrologer’s predictions for me today. Astrologer, single, unmarried, hanging out with girls half of ones age is not brand new… lifestyle, it is the branded lifestyle of Hugh Hefner.
This Day
“You are so far out ahead of the crowd that they might think you’ve fallen behind — but that doesn’t bother you! Your big ideas are too enthralling to let you worry what the masses think”
That was my Astrological prediction for the day. Blinded by the material world there are those who don’t know who I am. Pity on them.
The Curse Of The LonelyPoet. Part III.
The New Year came with no thunder and lightning. The day passed just like another day. It was a year of recuperating. 2010 is a year I will remember as going back to basics. The counting of successful days was not a great idea then setbacks came in. We change doesn’t happen by itself one will force it and then the resistance from the whole nature around is amazingly awesome. It is not easy at all, still there is a touch of pleasantness to everything.
I am not a person who will forget the steps I climbed to reach a little more higher. These are days when it is not to heights I move, it is just ahead. Still I keep in mind every step that took me ahead. There were events involving people who deliberately hurt me. I have forgiven them all. Then my unconditional love still remains unaccepted.
The very thought of that unaccepted portion of my soul brought me to a very dramatic chaos in mind. This is not the first time this happened. Twice it happened; in both times I took those portions as a piece of time in life I called a curse. The first poem “The Curse Of The LonelyPoet” was published in my first book “Age Of Survival”. The second poem was written based on a real life event and then a dream I saw where I saw a doll talking to me in anger. I made it a bit spooky and called it “The Curse Of The LonelyPoet. Part II” This one takes a different turn.
Read.
The Curse Of The LonelyPoet. Part III.
See through the light from my soul,
See the love in my soul that glows,
Darkness is nothing strange to the true lover,
Ah’ nothing on Earth stay as is forever.
I laid all the light in my soul for you to see,
See the love for you glow in me.
Maybe a thousand lines of verse about us I already wrote,
Wrote in soul, memories, in a thousand years to come can remember,
Oh’ you are the flower, who withstood the winter storm,
You are the star that shines without any mass inside,
But for me you chose to leave,
Leave only a silhouette of gladness.
The phantoms of past faceless danced,
And about you again and again I thought,
Dragged along with a life consumed,
With crooked fate and dark times,
Oh’ the shining of a blessing I once saw,
The shining of a lucky star in the soul of yours,
But why ye chose again to throw,
Me back into the mighty dark of past.
Kindness of you I will not take,
Anger of you with love I will subdue,
And the loving me you can never curse,
Into oblivion my love will go,
Only your love for me can rekindle in me smile and love,
Until that day every object on the face of this planet I curse,
Not to feel the love of mine.
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What Made The Man A Poet
An author recently asked me what made the man for a small South Indian State a Poet. Here is the answer.
Music A.R.Rahman.
Performed By Sujatha.
My Last Christmas
Hi All,
You might’ve read a hundred entries like this from me alone. Well, it is the time of celebration and I hope no one is turned off in any way during this time of the year. I don’t give any gift during any holidays. I don’t get any either. You all know I am not an important person in anyone’s life or to a group of people. Don’t take this as a depressive message. It’s just the truth. There are those who die for the truth, there are those who don’t know what truth really means, then there are those who runs away from the truth. Then there are those from whom truth just hides away. I am part of the last group. I love the weather, lot of snow around, lot of cold I am loving every moment of it. Stay warm my friends, family and of course my darling of all darlings. I love you all
I wrote this poem as I heard a lot of Happy Holidays greetings.
Enjoy.
Message To A Stalker
This is a message to someone who is constantly visiting my site.
The Encrypted Message Of Love.
I am not going to do a show tonight on BlogTv. There are times when I become very cryptic and this is one of those times. If someone who knows me very well will understand why.
Here is a SONG: Someone Like Me By Lindsay Price
Scenes from:
…– Tess of the D’Urbervilles (Tess & Angel)
– Daniel Deronda (Gwen & Daniel)
– Great Expectations (Pip & Estella)
Decrypt folks, Decrypt.
…– Tess of the D’Urbervilles (Tess & Angel)
– Daniel Deronda (Gwen & Daniel)
– Great Expectations (Pip & Estella)