Prayer

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1. This shows that what apparently does not contain any substance may actually create a lot of things.
   Similarly what we claim as harmless like “ridiculing others” or “accumulating more material things than we require” can cause us irreparable damage .

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2. Very well said…On an alternate topic, however, I have a poem on deja-vu with a personal spiritual experience….

   WHEN THE LINE IS DRAWN —

   Like the wind I traverse far abroad – beneath earth’s surface, and overlooking athwart;
   – Or far beyond the shining heavens, where stars disappear into tiny cross.
   I break free each my grain ; liberated from the absolute self- every now and again,
   Through overwhelming crusts of deep emotions that cruise through astounding highs and pliant hail.
   While the black hole inside of me expands; liberating my true eternity –
   Existence thrives through a tiny dot, over sands of time expansion sought, into perpetuity!
   Vastly infinite as I stand today, I was here every other yesterday,
   And every tomorrow shall I arise, through the events luring further suffice;
   Over dress-rehearsal, of my million lives.

   And yet I am caught, yet again – into this world wide inglorious web,
   Of subpar reality, of unabated crux, of the definition of my self-continuation thus.
   And on I go past curious lives, through one, through all, but alone, but alive,
   And seldom realise the co-existence of powers; of seldom superior human edifice.
   Tough as it gets – to get this far, evolving through universe, this, countless stars,
   Thus circumvent each subsistence; thus unremittingly revolve,
   Thus enlighten bright obscurity; thus relentlessly evolve,
   Into full blown universe around my aura, stall,
   Reaffirming recurrent spatial ties..
   Through sequence of each well planned-out life!!

   I am yet to be re-borne, each day, onto tomorrow and the day before dawn!
   Its not but chance, I let it lose; I broke the law I wilfully chose!

   And tomorrow, I will reborn as yet another life-form,
   Recursive reflective through yesteryear’s reforms;
   As i better out the day-before, I resurface into superlative today,
   Thence strive to culminate ‘altogether’ tomorrow… I shall most acceptably not replay
   Any evidence, or any array – of eons of spewed out plot,
   I am done joining all the dots,
   From inception through to stop!!

   So when the line is drawn, I will come full circle; re-greet myself in an all new yarn,
   And when the line is drawn, I would’ve thoroughly advanced along each destiny’s path I ‘ve fastidiously carved.
   And when the line is drawn, I would’ve trodden through throngs of infinite assort,
   And when the line is drawn, I would’ve withdrawn –into enormous infinity
   Releasing (karmic) bonds, accrued through to today, vanquishing the oblivious beyond!!
   When the line is drawn!

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