synchronicity

Rishi gets a large confectionary box as a gfit when he left Infy.

I eat the chocolates one by one... checking out their names on the card.

Turkish delight.. yummy like gulkand.. I love it.

I google it up.

Its Turkish delight is a middle eastern sweet called lokum.. which was shipped as turkish delight to UK in 1800..I wonder how it would taste..

cant sleep well at night that day, foraging fridge..

rishi has stuffed the fridge with lot of goodies from indian.. I pick up one halva, yummy with almonds and pista.. nice..

I pick up a cover on the floor.. I read the name of a cover - lokum! Turkish delight!!!!

voice in the head

I had written a post long back (this one)wondering how my own voice sounds to me in my own head..

interesting thing I noticed recently is that when I was reading some technical stuff the voice in my head had an English ascent!!!! It was most definitely not my voice too! some voice synthesised out of what I heard on TV! hmmmm... brain - u are amazing.. u entertain ur self my using fake ascent and voices with out my permission or knowledge!

ps: "brain - u are amazing" is a phrase I have copied from korean movie translations! how easily influenced we are!

scuba dive? :P

finding the user interface between me and the internet too tedious...its like there is a huge huge pool of information and knowledge out there and I have a very small cup to drink it up.. or make that a thin straw.... and that is not enough!!!!
I want to jump into that pool and soak it all up.. like fill my body( mind?? no?) up with it.. rush through this pool(or ocean?) drinking it all up in one huge gulp.
for a sec there I felt i cud just dive into the text entry box on the google screen and I felt I cud go rushing at lightening speed across the different
pathways of internet ( which is unkanily similar to the image of electricity passing thro neurons shown in nat geo)
so I rush thru like this and learn every thing from design patters architectural patters to recipes to best way to keep laptop clean to how to do breakdance steps like that small 4 year old kiddo.. to everydamn thing..
I want this, I crave for this.. I cant bear to type and search and then read that text.. I want a more intutive and wholesome way to get this knowledge. This is too damn limiting...GBs of storage space, MBs or internet bandwidth.. what is limiting now is our speed of typing and reading and assimilating... that is a hard limit!!... and time... u only have so many hours a day.. (I dono why we stick so much to
day bounderies) and u have only so many years to live..and time is ticking..harder limits..
(google and search have really enabled things.. but they also show how limited things are too)
..aaaahhhh where is that expanded consciousness when u need one.. :) that is one true limitless internet..
no concept of time or space or speed and no limit to knowlegde or experiences..
I wonder if u wud feel more restless and more small and needy-
for "the more u know, the more u know that u donno" some great person has told this..

ps edit: This has got nothing to do with trying to cram up as much as possible before the interview tomorrow :D

time contd..

AUGUST 18, 2009

"There is no Time, Time is an illusion of the mind"

"Past Present and Future exist now"

Waking consciousness allows awareness of reality and time in only a limited way and that it is in the sleeping state that the mind can go free into the multi-dimensional reality of time and space e.g., "Dreams are the wandering of the spirit through all nine heavens and nine earths"

This is the eastern and philosophical view of time.

One possible solution to my problem from the last post(this one), is to staying in the moment.

The blog below says that time moves faster as you grow older... I tend to agree, I felt time speeding after my high school.

http://ukconsciousnessnews.blogspot.com/2009/07/staying-young.html


Oh!! how I long for those long summers :) just thinking of them runs a chill down the spine.
you are right! I distinctly remember that time started running fast since 1992 for me, since I turned 15 :D :D

my own Dirty poem :-D

JUNE 24, 2009

I feel like

i want an outlet

to putout my feelings

directly out onto something

words colors sounds...

isnt this waht art is/

it is poetry

I am trying to create

but what cometh out

may just be vomit

that s the need today

I feel for things

to come out in a rush

in a purge

ala purga! amen!!

more more more

more of it cometh out

there needs to be more

but now its more

like constipated shit,

its just comin out little by littler

when i force it out

with grunt and gritter :P