Wednesday, 11 January 2017

On God....

                                 On God

In viewing the environment the color of the spectacle matters...so is anything one might try to express...the spectacle is the context...
Now, what is God...
If we wear the spectacle of Science....then God is the 'Theory of Everything'...
If we wear the spectacle of Literature.... then God is the 'Beauty of Nature'...
If we wear the spectacle of Art....then God is the 'Song of Music'...
If we wear the spectacle of Philosophy....then God is the 'Love of Truth'
If we wear the spectacle of Nature....then God is the 'Time of Truth'...
If we wear the spectacle of Man....then God is the 'Love of Women'...
If we wear the spectacle of Religion.... then God is the 'Irrationality of Reason'...
If we wear the spectacle of God....then God is the 'Nature of Man'...
"Sarvam Brahmamayam"

By
Anand V

5 comments:

  1. When there is no effort or desire to view with any particular type of spectacle, then the viewing has a totally different quality. During the process of viewing, when thought gets suspended, then simultaneosly self is absent. The absence of self is the presence of love. In such a viewing god is revealed as an expression of love which is the supreme point of intelligence. God as love envelops and encompasses eternity in its entirety. There is no beginning and no ending. Rgds, Shriniv Narayan

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    1. Yes True...
      but Love is beyond this blog...
      I am only lamenting my own condition or state or understanding..
      Here, thought is my only instrument.. and by the way it is the impediment also..
      Regards

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  2. Please include love in your blog. To exclude love is to hope that a small doore can prevent the flood water from rushing into the home. Love at its zenith burts as passion and flows with great volume like the amazon water. Your conditipn is not to be lamented. You are donning different spectacles to witness the spectacular. Every individual spectacular is subsumed in the ocean of love. Man is possibly the highest creation of nature. Thought as an instrument has its place and needn't be an impediment. When thought realises its limitations, it quitely recedes so that the self reduces its intensity too. Where thought occupies its right place, self too takes a retreat. Then the vacancy or vacuu, or the emptiness is perforce filled with love. When love takes over the reins, then it does all kind of things. Love is an uncontrollable force. But whatever it touches is a midas touch. So please include love in your blog.

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  3. Pleaee pardon a few spelling errors in my previous comment. I forgot to do a preview.

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