The twos.

Look…
In or out, make a choice already.
Yes or no, decide and be free.
This or that, let’s take a chance.
Up or down are the only two ways to be.

Living as an individual surrounded by duality,
I keep waiting for the other half to fill my reality.
When the twos are together I realise,
Life comes down to a moment so eternal,
Nothing seems awry.

Now tell me…
The known or the unknown, where do you dwell?
Light or dark, what do you use?
Thought or action, you can’t even refuse.
Here or there are the only two places you’ll be.

So, I see their games and I see them… more than they can even tell.
I keep quiet for things that are true.
Like a fool might seem ignorant,
And the one fooling too indulged,
But only one of them can walk-away at the end.

The shock.

There is a glass with water in it and we are trying to figure it out whether it is half full or half empty while the question should be why is there a glass with water in it just lying around like that… Ghosts? haha. I am just trying to look at it the way it is.

I feel it should not be about how or what we perceive. It should be about how much of what we perceive like, do you just see the glass and the water or the reality surrounding it. What is even a wide or a narrow perspective and how could it be wrong or right? Perception could only be true or false and half the truth is not truth because the rest of it will be an assumption so, it is a hit or miss.

Half the time we choose to close our eyes hoping that the reality would change, other times we are not even conscious of this and some times we are just blindsided. The last one is okay but in the first two situations when we are faced with reality, we are shocked and that is not fair on anyone.

It is easy to get engrossed in ‘how’, missing out on ‘what’, and then finding a ‘who’ to blame it on while searching ‘why’ for a loonng time. So why be shocked if time slips away. It is easy to miss on reality when we live in our own world, but for how long? The longer we stay the bigger the shock.

 

Miraculous?

This word sounds like something magical must precede the utterance of it. It is as if miracles need to occur for something to be miraculous but consider this, in this day and age when we know the world and the bit of the universe as is, is there a need of any other miracle? Trying to fathom the reality is life-long process and even if something really miraculous did happen would we be able to acknowledge it and appreciate it?

We have clearly taken the forces holding the planet and the air and water that sustains human life for granted, to the point that we are developing, exploring thus, exploiting more and more leaving for ourselves less and less a chance in survival. One thing out of place and life will be endangered. Are we conscious of the existing miracles? So, do we need new ones?

The times have changed and we have moved on from calling natural forces as almighty’s work to knowing that these are mere scientific(physical) phenomena and any such scientific process can be used to fool a child or someone who does not really know science.  Just like the illusionists and the magicians of today employ sleight of hand and science in their performance and we call that magic.

What would be really miraculous is the shift of human perspective. I mean, can we be real with ourselves for a moment!? Miracles happen when we snap out of the psychological reality that we live in and see the world for its actual wonders. Prejudice is an enemy of miracles and so is logic to some extent. The fight of the head and the “heart” is basically  logic vs feelings and they both have their own limitations.

If you just sit in wonderment of this world/planet you won’t accomplish a thing and if you try to explore any further then you would have more toys (technology) to play with, but perhaps no planet to live on.

When that happens, miracle will be needed; a sense of balance will be needed, a reality check will be needed and at that threshold neither good nor bad, right or wrong, head or heart, but only sensibility will work. Coming back to senses is miraculous!

Are we perceiving it as what it is or what we “think” it is?