Four colours
It is Brhmin
Who cracks his head
To seek knowledge
And sits supreme.
Fully secure.
It is Kshatrya
Who whips his ego
To seek power
And sits on the throne.
Fully in pride.
It is Vysya
Who stirs his desire
To seek wealth
And sits on the cushion.
Fully in comfort.
It is Sudhra
Who toils his limbs
To seek perfection
And wait for recognition.
Fully in satisfaction.
We lost many strains
In the process of revolt.
17.10.99
[Indoaryans lived as four different castes over centuries till the last centurary.]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Four kinds of trait
Assets
Brahmin: Brain
Kshatrya: Ego
Vysya: Desire
Sudhra: Skill
Tools
Brahmin: Knowledge
Kshatrya: Valour
Vysya: Risk
Sudhra: Labour
End
Brahmin: Position
Kshatrya: Power
Vysya: Wealth
Sudhra: Acceptance
Yoga
Brahmin: Jnana
Kshatrya: Raja
Vysya: Bhakthi
Suhra: Karma
Sex
Brahmin: Procreation
Kshatrya: Entertainment
Vysya: Lust
Sudhra: Accident
Weakness
Brahmin: Selfishness
Kshatrya: Error of judgment
Vysya: Sin of pursuit
Sudhra: Slip of impulse
Goal
Brahmin: Security
Kshatrya: Authority
Vysya: comfort
Sudhra: Recognition
Value
Brahmin: Eternal
Kshatrya: Justice
Vysya: Dharma
Sudhra: Dedication
Prohibition
Brahmin: Craving
Kshatrya: Treachery
Vysya: Misery
Sudhra: Rivalry
Analogy (animals)
Brahmin: Fox (cunning)
Kshatrya: Lion (commanding)
Vysya: Rat (hoarding)
Sudhra: Ass (labouring)
Analogy (human)
Brahmin: Head
Kshatrya: Heart
Vysya: Senses
Sudhra: Limbs
Analogy (chariot)
Sudhra: horses
Vysya: Wheels
Kshatrya: Whips
Brahmin: Charioteer.
Strains of the traits
Residually still remain
17.10.99
[Hindus used to live as four different sects]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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An ode to un-named Gods un-tamed.
An ode to un-named Gods un-tamed.
Never to be seen by waking wise.
Roaming through the wilderness
Crimson fury in their eyes.
Recognition fuels their strength
They seek a guardian tribe.
They seek their recognition so they may
Dwell secure within a swelling pride.
Still they retain a power that surpasses
All but the Fates who rule as the hand unseen.
Waking eyes seek no surprises.
They expect the sun in the sky by day.
Seek the midnight source unseen.
Let it guide your way.
poem by David Lacey
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It's also helpful to realize that this very body that we have, that's sitting right here right now... with its aches and it pleasures... is exactly what we need to be fully human, fully awake, fully alive.
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A Debtor To Mercy Alone
When time's no more and the eternal future has begun
When I stand before the throne of God, The Almighty One
When this mortal body has put on immortality
Then shall I fully know how much my Lord has done for me.
When earth is no more and a new creation's taken place
When I enter heavens glory by His wonderful grace
When the glorious face of my Lord Jesus Christ I see
Then shall I fully know how much my Lord has done for me.
When I stand there clothed in a righteousness not my own
When I sing with all the angels gathered around His throne
When I join with unnumbered saints in wondrous harmony
Then shall I fully know how much my Lord has done for me.
We Who....
we who would seek a home,
find our home with the homeless.
we who seek truth,
know the tree to be a tree!
we who seek liberty,
throw all that we own onto the fire.
we who seek love,
feed the hungry.
we who seek companionship,
simply become dialogue...
we who would seek god,
well, all of the above.
we who seek tomorrow,
give today to a stranger...
and wrap his feet up
with our dreams!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Seek
Seek and you will find
the glory of the divine,
seek and you shall see
the world and all its glory,
seek and you will feel
love’s arrow pierce your heart.
Seek and whatever you seek
will one day be yours,
but you must want it enough
to seek it out and find
the hidden dreams
that lay within your mind.
9 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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What We Understand Fully
it is a matter of
experience, and common knowledge so
to speak, that
for those we do not understand fully
we say, - oh great!
and for those we half understand we say
- something is wrong
and for those we fully understand, perhaps,
because they are too obvious and
easy to grasp, we proclaim,
boring!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life Itself
"It is that life itself, fully awake, fully active,
fully aware that it is alive. It is spiritual wonder."
Thomas Merton, New Seeds of Contemplation
Dark rain penetrates
tender leaves, swell spirits, sparks
dormant roots to life.
Like a god, Your star
ascends; with wonder and grace
shines Your mighty face!
poem by Steven Federle
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Most High On Kingdom's Throne
You may assume it from assumptions fed.
And innuendos whispered,
By those who wish them to spread.
You may even be groomed upon it,
Until for you...
It becomes a craving in your head.
But know this...
From my lips not whispered,
You will never defeat me!
You know why?
My life is not based upon opinions told,
Rumors or babbled smattered...
With a smearing of lies.
And while you are asleep with visions to defeat me,
I am awake to salivate upon teachings I feed and seek.
Where?
At the feet where my Father sits Most High,
On Kingdom's Throne.
And people like me are welcomed to greet and meet,
The Almighty.
No matter if we gather together.
Or if it's requested one visits Him alone.
You may assume it from assumptions fed.
And innuendos whispered,
By those who wish them to spread.
But know this...
Defeating the children taught by my Father,
May be your wish.
However...
Where my Father sits Most High on Kingdom's Throne,
Fantasies like yours do not exist.
You may assume it from assumptions fed.
And innuendos whispered,
By those who wish them to spread.
But know this...
Where my Father sits Most High on Kingdom's Throne,
Fantasies like yours do not exist.
Or are even known.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When law and duty are one, united by religion, you never become fully conscious, fully aware of yourself. You are always a little less than an individual.
quote by Frank Herbert
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Seek Beauty
how long
and how lonely
are the steeps of your lies
and yet
how painfully liberating is the path that your truth requires?
so seek
seek beauty
in laughter and in tears
seek love
and fantastic colours just may highlight the dust in your eyes
seek beauty
coz in the end
when the lamp oil
burnt the flicker once and for all
we fade
we perish in that final hour
savouring the promise of glorious dawn
so seek
seek beauty in the ugly and in the vain
seek love
and fantastic colours just may highlight
the dust in your eyes
seek beauty
and take joy
in your daily struggle
let go repulsion as it clings to the shock
discovery
entering illumination
the transformation of matter into void
so seek
seek beauty
in corruption and in the pure
seek love
and fantastic colours just may highlight the dust in your eyes
seek beauty
seek beauty!
poem by Andrew JansBrown
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The prince and the princess
You seek who seek you not.
You seek not who seek you.
A compromise is struck.
The two nearest stick
30.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Somber, Gets You Nowhere
Winter is the coldness in my season, filled with dark black lies - You seek the truth, which i do not concept, to even understand - I do not wonder in the land of Somber, i too easily am lost by Get - Whatever i do will never include you to the fully, that is why i left You, in the dark - When i decide to be removed from somewhere, to you it will still mean Nowhere - That saddens me with a smile, then i am happy, which excludes you completelly, again and again
poem by Unic Cjonr
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With my own memoirs, they are truthful, and I write everything fully expecting to some day end up televised on Court TV, and I'm fully prepared to be challenged legally on it.
quote by Augusten Burroughs
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Seek & You Will Find
You been laying it on the line
Too much fat to burn
You been stuck on a course
While the world around you turns
You been out in the rain
But babe, oh the sun still shines
Well you might walk through a cloud
Seek and you will find
Seek and you will find
Its like treading on thin ice
Hot stones in your shoes
Well you know the world can blow your mind
Unless you got the guts to cut the fuse
You been out on the streets
And babe how the road does wind
Well you might look straight ahead
Seek and you will find
Seek and you will find (seek and you will find)
You been out on a limb
And so many mountains to climb
Well you just might be sitting on a rainbow, honey
Seek and you will find
Seek and you will find
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Love, Now, Is Blue
Love, it would by all appearances be,
Is for now ever blue,
Never quite fully captured by
Me, nor by you.
- To look far into the deep blue sky
Is to long to consider so why,
Why is the purest of beauty and love
Just beyond the reach
Of mere mortal man,
And why do we thus desire so
Yet fully fail to understand?
From whence comes this high passion
And unto where does it all go,
Why does it mingle with lowly man
And what devine mystery does it intend to show?
... oh, how I greatly long to know.
'Tis it a possibility that ever could be,
Or over my ignorance
Shall it ever and ever evade what is me?
- Answers to questions such as these
Can by no means be found
In institutions and instruments
Nor even completely in books leather bound.
No, one must seek such where God resides:
The fresh flower, a new born smile, the breeze and the tide,
Green grass on a hill, a river flowing, a bird on the glide,
In the twinkling eyes of someone who truly cares,
In the grace of giving,
And of hugging the ones with whom we share;
- Love, here and now, is indeed blue;
Because someway, somehow, beyond comprehension
Deep within, we all realize, on this earth, in this time
We are merely strangers,
Voyagers, simply passing through.
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At his own cost
Perfection sits on a heap of wastage.
Discipline sits on a pack of stresses.
Promptness sits on a sack of neglects.
One thus satisfies others at one’s cost.
20.08.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Unlocking Of A Closed Door
Where does one go,
To seek with a teaching those lessons unknown?
And find that one who is secure enough,
Without fearing what is taught...
May leave behind that one who has brought,
Another to discover what the other had not thought...
From one known to be a student,
But who has shown a growth that was sought?
Where does one go,
To be encouraged to soar...
By one who had encouraged an opening of a door.
Where does one go,
To know someone else is willing to assist.
With an unlocking of a closed door both can explore,
And an obtaining of a knowledge...
Awaits and sits beyond it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Compromise
It is something no one may like to compromise
One may raise head high with fulfillment of promises
It may take you full steps ahead with pride
If you try to recon ciliate and don’t hide
To lower the head means full recognition
Integrity very high and never in question
Full praise with fame in mention
All roses on heads and no tension
There is great smile on face
It is proudest moment of all after winning the race
If one can live with honor and pride
The happy moments no one can hide
It is easy to go with
As you are fully armed with teeth
It may remain so till your death
It may end with full satisfaction when people lay a wreath
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Excelsior
If one should strive to reach a star,
He would not build a ladder high,
Seek foot by foot to climb so far,
And step by step ascend the sky;
But he would seek the wild bird’s wings,
The secret of the lightning’s play,
Leap out upon the night’s blue rings,
And hail at dawn his wished-for day.
I will not vainly seek to thee
By ladder-steps of wealth or fame,
Till some few feet below me be
The world, thy distance still the same.
But I will seek that influence
By which all nature’s marvels move,
Till I, by flash or flight from hence,
Win to thee as on wings of Love.
poem by Francis William Bourdillon
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