Spirituality

The dead were born today

The shadow of death lurks in the remote corners of a vacuum that tells you there is more to us after our death than just emptiness

“In Padmasana, I am feeling the colors spinning in my body,

Each cell is opening up, the energy centres are spiralling, the

connections are charging up, and the soul is preparing to elevate.

There is so much faith and fate predestination on play here.

But you know when the time comes it comes, nothing can stop you

from going beyond your body, beyond the ability to perceive the truth

that started looking hazy anyways.”

Alignment it is, said Guru Bajra in a soft tone humn the sounds of the universe looking at the crystal floor everything from a daffodil to a rose eloped from its skin to reproduce sexually irrespective of the asexual reproduction flowers indulge in. He calls Gayatri amidst her chants, while she looks weak and introspective she opens her eyes and looks at him. Guru Bajra poses Gayatri an important question, what about the parampara and nistha of a woman? Come and touch my feet! She laughs! and tells him, of all the wishful thinking you can do for me! Following rituals came to your mind? Guru Bajra giggled hearing it. He gently touches her forehead, asking, “Maa are you ready?”

A woman came to Guru Bajra’s ashram while his shishyas stopped the lady. Aai where are you going? There is dhyana going on there, you won’t be allowed to enter the ramparts. The woman started crying her lungs out, she yelled, “Look at this man! his son is dead, a 16-year-old young boy got slammed by a vehicle in the middle of the road, he is dead! But this man! He is in the ashram with his devotees.” The woman fell to one of the Shishya’s knees, “Please let me go.” The shishya gently held her arms and picked her up! and said, “Guruji himself has barred anyone from entering.” The woman’s eye sockets were filled with tears, It made her eye sockets puffy and heavy from all the water it held. Her face was red from all the crying. She took her palm gently rubbed her tears and went away.

Meanwhile, Guru Bajra sat at the centre with his disciples around him. He held a copper ring to Gayatri’s hand. The courtyard was empty, the lights were turned off he closed his eyes. The darkening hues of animated photos started to appear. He could feel his forehead and pineal gland opening a vortex in itself. As if he was entering a space. Suddenly! everything blacked out in his imagination.

Saarang! Saarang! Matsya utters! “It's time,” he said. Saarang washed his face and came into the dark room. A body lay unconscious while Guru Bajra's eyes were filled with tears. Saarang comes near to Guru Bajra! he says, “It seems like Devi Gayatri is gone Guruji.” Guru Bajra took a breather, and said “How much time is it since we went into a trance? trying to catch up on his breath.” It's been 10 years! “Did you know when she left?” Guru Bajra utters “Mukti is a powerful force, for it transcends death and decay. It means freedom and liberation. Who am I to guide someone when they can or cannot leave the world?”

“As the posture lays, and I see the world,

The eyes closes, and a mind deepens,

Entering into a whirlpool of holes,

Having dimensions and loops.

All of it feels like an animated picturesque imagination.

Suddenly those images create a spark and opens your heart,

Cells, a feeling that is satisfying, orgasmic, outworldly,

You move beyond you and become no one.

Amidst the subtle perfections of jittery feelings your body jerks

Forcing your being or sense of self to open up once and for all.

To a cosmic and an embedding identity, the force of the cosmos.

Hello everyone! Hope you all are doing alright. The Medium Partner Programme will take some time to be launched in my demography. If you can and are willing to, do consider sending me a tip; any amount is appreciated; it just helps me keep my motivation intact to write better and think better, form ideas better. You can also support me by buying me a book out here. Irrespective of the assistance, Thanks regardless for reading my piece!

Thanks a lot for taking some precious time out of your schedule to read my work. If you like it, you can read some of the other writeups I have linked below. You can also subscribe to my newsletter in case you want updates on my new posts. I hope you have a great day! Thanks for stopping by!!!