THE ENEGMATIC PROPHESIES

The Enigmatic prophesies.........

Sometimes i mull over the events that pass me with the intent to decipher the meaning they might be able to foretell. Sometimes i end up with success but sometimes they seem more enigmatic than the chasmless riddle of the matrix.

Well,now that the trying times do not seem to cease, my thoughts have become more pronounced and i have started giving them deep contemplation. Some would call me an incurable pessimist but then they would not have witnessed what i have, what it means to climb every step only to tumble down another four."Pop goes the sparrow,and pop goes the weasel."

...............How have i tried to keep my sanity, how have i struggled with myself to get up everytime and shout.'Damn you i'am not going to give up.' But if you have the events returning back to you would not you think about the solitary escapade.........Divine Sleep..........,i would rather not , then it would be a sin.

I hate when i bitterly molest my faith in god but then i think, Hey! i'am human its my inherent nature. Confusion reigns my mind, paradox narrates my being, it is the carkiness in my mind that is doing the job. But with failures comes the sometimes distant realisation that i might be close to tasting that sensation which comes when we cross the ribbon before everyone does.

"My sorrows are never ending,my pains are not final,my sufferins are not solitary, But!In the chasms of my soul i hold on to the belief that one day......................................................."........................It is then that my interest in the unfathomable, the underdog,the underworld and the extraordinary and the paranormal took wings.How can some rise above the pains and pleasures and chastise their need to a bare minimum. I marvel at their skill of bringing joy to others. Wish i could become like them but then with great power comes great responsibilitiy and to attain the unthinkable one has to go through the unthinkable and bear the unthinkable.

Maybe i'am getting what i so longed for but i long for that patience which has long left me. I do not fear pain nor sufferings deter me but a patient waiting always fails to come even in the viscinity of my being.

SORRY! Leavingly abruptly, do not seem in the motion to continue, will do at a later time."And the words only strive to reach,The words express the effort to row,Some private rowing in the sea of entitiesAnd boundless nothingness...................."..............O word concealed in the upper fire,Thou who hast lingered through centuries,Descend from thy rapt white desire,Plunging through gold eternities.

Into the gulfs of our nature leap,Voice of the spaces, call of the Light!Break the seals of Matter's sleep, Break the trance of the unseen height.In the uncertain glow of human mind, Its waste of unharmonied thronging thoughts,Carve thy epic mountain-lined Crowded with deep prophetic grots.Let thy hue-winged lyrics hover like birds Over the swirl of the heart's seaTouch into sight with thy fire-wordsThe blind indwelling deity.

O Muse of the Silence,the wideness make in the unplumbed stillness that hears thy voice,In the vast mute heavens of the spirit awakeWhere thy eagles of Power flame and rejoice.Out, out with the mind and its candle flares,Light, light the suns that never die.

For my ear the cry of the seraph starsAnd the forms of the Gods for my naked eye!Let the little trouble life-god within Cast his veils from the still soul,His tiger-stripes of virtue and sin,His clamour and glamour and thole and dole;All make tranquil, all make free.Let my heart-beats measure the footsteps of God

As He comes from His timeless infinityTo build in their rapture His burning abode.Weave from my life His poem of days,His calm pure dawns and His noons of force.My acts for the grooves of His chariot-race,My thoughts for the tramp of His great steeds' course...................