Sunday, May 20, 2007

Paradox....


Suspended from a small hook, there it was...belonging to nothing, ready to accept, to believe, wondering at its own (in)sanity. Had it lost all the love for life or was it because of its unbending faith in His code? Surprisingly it was playing dumb today, letting me peek into it, unlike every other day when it drains me out by its continuous orders and commands.

Disassociation was that easy, dint know. Just loosen up the string a little bit... thats what it takes I guess. But then why is that string not always visible? (Oh I know, after all, the vice of Ownership must have taken Him too!)

Its like being planted as an agent in a mesh, to find my own way out. To? For? not known! Just given a means to rely on. Sometimes I feel He had a flawed conception, why play when I don't know what the reward would be.

But still whats amazing is the way Mind keeps making attempts in playing all safe, trying to be always right (when actually what it is supposed to do is just play). The possibilities it presents to itself are so immense that it is busy exploring them and feels that it 'knows'. It becomes a battle-field for hundreds of dependent and not so dependent attributes (I call feelings, passions) and I am left alone to follow the patterns at my own discretion. At no point do I have the knowledge of the so called global state. My decisions are the outcome of a learning system that is just as old as me. Its a fine product but still never complete (Actually in this context "completeness" is just a hypothesis, like Infinity). So it doesn't really matter! There's something bigger, more important which needs attention. I get a glimpse of it (Mind builds the stage again) once in a while but maintaining it takes a lot.

I learnt about this fact long time back. But acceptance doesn't happen that quick. Mind tricks me again into the mesh, closing all doors to itself, on me.

We both are not really two separate entities, but once in a while like that day, when it allows me to gather the real picture, it feels so! And there lies the uniqueness of His game. He gives me a Mind that helps me explore the mesh, when actually I am supposed to explore this Mind (a tiny bit of Him), which holds the key!

(Picture clicked from the Law school porch, Syracuse University)

3 Comments:

Blogger Ace said...

Awesome writing. Some thinker you are. The piece has your signature over it. Don't know if anyone has told you, but you have now developed a style of writing that is unique to you. And though I admit I did not understand all of it, I could grasp the bottomline. But what kept me captivated was the photograph. Haunting!

9:22 AM  
Blogger Sridhar Iyer said...

He holds his own string.. the thing that drives him is that he has the string.. but it is also the thing that drives him mad.

If you got the glimpse of reality, shut your eyes tight or open them wide. The temporal state will drive you crazy.

All in all, the DominiqueNess of your writing is amazing..

7:45 PM  
Blogger zero-state said...

"DominiqueNess":)
Thats the thing, You cant really shut your eyes when u know its there and not there yet to be able to see it completely. This temporal (or fuzzy) state is weird. Sometimes it troubles, but most of the times it works as a blessing.

8:29 PM  

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