Comprehending God

Comprehending God

The clearest image of God that we have been able to comprehend so far is the energy (E) present at the Big Bang, before the conversion to matter (MC2) took place, an event that gave birth to the very concept of Space-Time as we know it. Now, almost fourteen billion years later we have been able to discover a fraction of that universe in the forms of galaxies and countless stars and other galactic objects that comprise such galaxies and the size is beyond anything we will ever be able to comprehend. Let alone the size of the universe, the very size of our solar system is beyond what we can readily grasp with our mind, despite our mental excellence and superiority among all the species here on earth.

To start with, the distance between our planet and the sun is a staggering ninety three million miles but that puny distance pales in comparison when the distance between the sun and the last of its orbiting planets, Neptune is considered. The distance between the sun and the earth is 1 AU and Neptune lies about thirty AU from the sun. However, to make matters even worse for our comprehension, Neptune is not even close to the edge our solar system. The farthest object from the sun discovered so far in our solar system is a comet known as West, which lies about seventy thousand AU away from the sun, more than two thousand times the distance between sun and Neptune. If that is the size of our humble solar system, we cannot help but grow numb when we consider the fact that the galaxy we call home, the Milky Way is made up of hundreds of billions of solar systems like ours and the universe is made up of hundreds of billions of such galaxies, each separated by even more incomprehensible amounts of space in between. To grasp the amount of space in between two neighboring galaxies, such as the Milky Way and Andromeda, consider this – the Milky Way is about one hundred thousand light years across in diameter and we need to place twenty five Milky Ways side by side to traverse the space between our galaxy and Andromeda.

But here is the ultimate catch, despite the enormity of the observable universe; scientists now know that all these galaxies make up only fifteen percent of the universe. The remaining eighty five percent is what they call Dark matters. All these only confirm what Evelyn Underhill so eloquently phrased more than a century ago, God truly is too large to be comprehended for otherwise God would have been too small to be worshipped!

Let us shift our focus from the macrocosm to the microscopic universe, for the tale there is no less intriguing either. Courtesy of the valiant efforts by the devotees of the quantum theory around the world we have been given a glimpse inside the subatomic universe. Now we know that each and every atom is made up of hundreds of billions of tiny threads of energy known as Strings. They too are beyond sizes that human mind can readily comprehend. It is said that if an atom is sized up to be as big as the universe then each of the Strings that comprised it would have been only as large as an eight meter tall electric pole. This energy like any other is the remnant of that E at the Big Bang. So everything that we can see from microbes to Jupiter is made up of these threads of energy.

So, whether human beings are worshipping the sun or rain or fire or are practicing pantheism by worshipping various powers of Nature or the Nature in its entirety or are devotees of the monotheistic Semitism in the form of Judaism, Christianity or Islam or are followers of the ancient customs of worshipping earlier kings, they are paying homage to that omnipresent E. All these compel me to conclude that God and the universe is like a painting and all we have been doing is to aggrandize our subjective views of that painting, while fighting with our nails, teeth and bones to find flaws in others’ interpretations. I think, to justify our claim as the supreme creation, the time is nigh to stop scratching the surface that causes all kinds of mayhems and start looking deeper at the real truth.

For your patience, you have my gratitude!

Allegorical Allegations

Allegorical Allegations

Yes, of course I am free to seek the truth
but were you, to abuse my undoubted trust
and of course I am free to determine,
what might have led you to make me a fool!
   

Human beings do not react differently
to similar things, unless the said mind
is in fact a chronicle of perversion
and nourishing it is its’ meanest form!
    

So, I too was tempted to generalize
like the procrastinated boy of Shakespeare
had proclaimed, “Frailty thy name is woman!”
or like witty Donne that all women cheat!
  

But that would be like saying all men are rapists too,
so I told myself, perhaps it was only you!

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A Libran

A Libran

Being born a Libran, you should know I am
always in love with everyone, though
in my own peculiar way that lets me
love seven billion souls at the same time,
for I see the heavens in beauty and
find the truth in supposed deformities.
   

I am favored by the moons of creation
but not by the glittering Jupiter,
by the Leo’s sun I am forever scorned
and I have no sting unlike a Scorpio,
so abnegation is my tragic flaw
and amity, my original sin!
   

I long for an eternal harmony
and a real world, the way it should have been!  

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When I Was Born

When I Was Born
I daresay this is a Nonet of Nonets (a series comprised of nine Nonets). I am grateful to Dajena Mason for introducing me to the form. This being my first attempt at the form is dedicated to her for the same reason. I hope you find the resulting madness enjoyable!


Hear the tale of my birth, O Calliope,

and decide, whether the choices 
I made then were wrong or right,
for the path that I took
all those years ago
has brought me where
I stand now
on this
day!
   

I arrived in darkness of the night,
and saw four faces in a line,
in pairs, the first man was tall
and dark but his woman
was all glittering
then a woman
stood with her
husband,
Greed.  
   

Death made a promise when I was born,
until my time has come I won’t
be dead in fear even once.
I stood at Tiananmen
square in ‘Eighty Nine
and stopped a tank!
History?
Perhaps
not!
    

History will remember Hitler,
Alexander, Lincoln and Mao,
men that drenched the world with blood
for a cause, either good
or bad, depending
on which side, you
are standing,
of the
wall.
   

History has always been the tale
of victors and their victory,
of power-mongers and their
mongering with our blood.
The vanquished are left
for the poets’ care,
for poetry
tells their
tale.
   

With the promise from Death secured, I
turned to Honor, the next in line
and she made a promise too,
her fame will not lure me
ever in my life,
I would rather
love the truth
and simple
things!
   

The next in line was humble Poverty,
and the moment I saw her face
I knew nothing could surpass
the truth of her beauty
in the universe.
So at her feet
I pledged my
forlorn
heart.
   

She took it and marked me as her own,
albeit not without a deep frown
from the last figure in line,
Greed with a long face sighed
and cursed me as such,
“Thine urge to know
shall be thy
tragic
flaw!”
  

Thus when I was born Death and Honor,
Poverty and Greed stood in line
to bless me but I ended up
with two promises from
the first couple, a curse
from the fourth one
and true love
from his
wife!

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* In poetry, a nonet is a nine line poem, with the syllable count going down from 9 to 1.

 

Give And Take

Give And Take

Yes, when we take, we take as if it is
the very last day of our life on earth
but woe, when the moment is nigh to give
we assume that we shall live forever! 
   

When we cry we become like charities,
bestowing sorrows as we come and go
but joy we must drink alone and to lees,
how dreadful it is that we should be so!
    

Is it in the nature of humankind
to shroud, with a thousand lies, the simple truth,
changing faces as each day turns to night
or feign submission with a cunning ruth?
   

And thus we, the human beings,
shall prosper forevermore
while Krishna, Jesus and Mohammed
will beg in vain from door to door!*

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*The final couplet is broken down into four lines for a better alignment.