Tag: India
Soma from the Well: Sri Aurobindo
It is not sufficient to worship Krishna, Christ or Buddha without, if there is not the revealing and the formation of the Buddha, the Christ or Krishna in ourselves. Sri Aurobindo / Gems from Sri Aurobindo
The Surrender’s Hymn
Om Kali, Kali! Om Kali, Kali! {Fingercymbals-Twice} Eye am here & Eye beseech thee Hoist your sword & sweep all that presently lies prostrate at your feet Come, Kali & take all that is yours Ev’ry memory & lucid dream Ev’ry broken promise & lustful, meandering stream Ev’ry dark face Ev’ry star-lit space Ev’ry curl […]
MONKEY
From the quill of Sun Wukong From the ink well of his glorious past A slip of arrogance, A whit of swagger, & A bit of bombast Ev’ry inch a poet, a prophet, & a priest! W/ each swing of my cudgel Mountains fall, valleys form, & rivers once deep Run dry [A Choir Of […]
Vishnu Dreaming
Asleep He lies on the hip the gods favor least the hip Whereby forms breakdown And trumpet vines decay {Fingercymbals-Twice} Asleep He lies on his most radiant hip his back turned toward darkness, the uncreated Whereby AllThings come 2 be {Fingercymbals-Twice} Asleep He lies on his most merciful hip And all the while stars […]
A Hymn 2 the Seeker
En darkness & En ignorance, Let the bullets fly Let their murmurs placate the sufferings of Perdition Let their cries permeate, then shatter the City of Dis Verily, ye need not travel that way ev’r again Verily, ye need not be counted amongst the Dead As thou wert born 4 mightier things Neither sustenance Nor […]
Rama Prelude № 1
Eye want spiritual orgies, Son! (At my coronation) Eye want to wear the crown of my Uncles And brandish the bow of the Grigori Eye want Gods and Goddesses (At my palace door) Eye want Mountains and Seas and Deserts Eye want to draw lightning from the skyes And give birth to a meeting of […]
Bhumisparsha
Lust & Dread Have failed to prosper (Scarring, my dearest, Does wonders for the Soul) Snakes & Arrows Challenge bravely the meter of my heart A note unstruck! Their wickedness & weaponry fall powerless at my feet Pink lotus petals abound! {One-Beat Pause} Burning orchards, Crumbling stone; Here lies Banaras en ruin; But eye shall […]
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