Ramblings of a Mad Man

The context isn't in raw numbers. The context is in visual-spacial perception. Numbers don't mean crap unless you visually establish their comparative relationship. For better or worse, this is how the world makes sense of chaos now. And there are many who know how to weave manipulated stories using just this. The verity of data is only as good as the ability of the consumer to perceive nuance; and the moral compass of the ones who put it together. And this is exactly what we are missing in how we talk about issues in this country. And this is exactly what any nation's propaganda machine exploits.

Does your pain....belong to me... A voice in vain...Drowns in the sea... Brought down by waves...of complacency Affinity was not your choice Affinity is Moebius No mirror can break the permanence Only You...Only You Black and White do not make grey Sacred IS what they say The Colorblinds scream hearsay While heretics have their way

Death by itself is grey... Singing songs of itself to people; reminding them of the good and the bad they could before they cease... How might it be that death is so frowned upon when it might just be the finish line to a race that you win with a smile of accomplishment... Accomplishments that remain in the hearts of your people way beyond your existence... Why is Death that siren that crashes you against the rocks when it might well be the eternal sash of greatness that adorns you... The thought of cessation seeks to be a driver of good while we are caught in the claws of the seeming omnipresent chaos...

Music and lyrics are solace when she's away...In songs of love and missing.. Remnants of her shine remain in the moon light...In the words of songs I cannot decipher...Songs only she sheds light on... We were separated by land...Now by sea.. Yet her songs remind me of her return... The silence is deafening and without her there's no light... Yet I confide in her songs ...Her voice is the closest I can be with her .. And these songs I shall listen to in her silence

What keeps me going is the sound of your voice... Waves crash against the rocks; but I'm guided by your voice... That's why you are the lighthouse in my poems while sirens sing their songs... I listen to your music...Beacons I need to see always burn the brightest... And I see you in them. The first one to see me through the fog... And I know that the illusion shall fade way soon, but our magic will remain....  :)

A question posed to me by a friend who is equally Socratic as me... "So his (Sadhguru) fans are people who fall for over simplification, generalizations, and naive or gullible by charisma or certain desirable personality traits, etc ...  They should  read more science, find time to look at it from other possible angles, and verify/ validate the scientific claims and statistics.... Is that a solution to have an improved world order u reckon?" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And my idealist/pessimistic (Whichever way you'd like to see it.) answer was: Too much to ask of people if I say so myself...And the above are reasons why we progressed from the dark ages...And if you ask me...People did fall for over simplification, generalizations, and naive or gullible by charisma or certain desirable personality traits, etc. in regimes that eventually turned dictatorships/generally oppre...

Scientific illiteracy maybe...But it's also fuelled by human hope of a better future... Sadhguru, Nithyananda, etc (Examples of shallow and fraud twats by the way) and a lot of other godmen speak the language of the abstract... Abstract being subjective is easily malleable to whatever you personally want it to be... What is probably required is not literacy after all...It's something as simple as genuine and hard introspection..