The day was a passing Epiphany, a poem being unrolled. I am enjoying the easy-go-lucky -time of Summer Holidays.
Morning was a mystic poem—a sonata of celestial colors. Monks rowed across the sky in sparkling splendor. I thank God Jesus for all the blessings given. The son rose as a poet reciting a verse.
I have started reading the Gospel of Mark and I came across the incident where a woman who had an issue of blood touched the garments of Jesus and was healed. Jesus on realizing some energy had gone out of him asked who had touched him. The woman replied it is she. Then Jesus blessed her.
My writing has led to the discovery of the self and I want to harmonize my fictional self with the real self.
I recall the words of Christ—if you honor me: the Father in heaven will honor you.
Lord Jehovah Jesus: Yes what I yes on earth in Heaven.
I rejoice as the Prodigal Son who has returned to the Father and whom the Father Forgave and accepted without any conditions.
Lord Jehovah Jesus: windfall my purse with a gain of 20000 Rupees today. My wallet has become dry. Water it with a good some of money.
My thoughts are drifting to two art movements in History: Romanticism and Imagism.
Romanticism according to William Wordsworth is the spontaneous overflow of feeling. Sight, Smell, taste and touch become tropoligized into aesthetic artifacts. Romanticism is a poetic sensibility, the art of transforming into a ritual of poetic beauty. Has romanticism become decadent? Romanticism is an art to appreciate nature. Here is a romantic epiphany. Dawn Started Moving with the lovers communing; colors nuzzling fawns, surging tourbillion glowing passion; eternity flies as Sadhus (birds) in white, unveiling time on mystic flight; brook of beauty running through gurgling moksha (salvation) all the way through; swaying pebbles glistening karmic odes, samsara (cycle of rebirth) meanders pilgrimage blues; beyond mundane life of aching pain and deadly strife, Heraclitus is moving from flux to feeling.
Another art movement that fascinated me is Imagism founded by Eliot. He defined imagism as an intellectual and emotional complex in an instant of time. Words in imagism become poetic ornaments. Some examples of Imagism are: The eye of the night shone in mystic glory. Poems gently float across the sky. I played the guitar on her body. Psyche, you beautiful ornament, you are an epiphany in rendition. Rain in Kerala is the heart of monsoon. I poured ecstasy into her body. Memory is a photograph in the album of the mind. Waves in the sky rolled like a hyperbole. I submerged in her lake of passion. The unconscious is an odyssey of the mind. Beauty blooms in a color. Echo is music of the earth. Art is the music of making love.
Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth.
This incident is taken from the Old Testament. When Moses went up to the mountain to meet God the Israelites made a calf of Gold on the altar and started worshiping it. As an idiom calf on the altar is blaspheming God. Don’t be a calf on the altar and read astrology columns. Calf on the altar is a deadly sin. God is jealous about the people performing the calf on the altar.
I had trouble falling asleep. This happens when I venture into sin especially while reading astrology. I have asked God Jehovah Jesus for forgiveness.
I had a strange prophetic dream. In the dream, I am living in Indonesia and I am in a Hotel. As I was about to pay the Bill, the cashier is not accepting my money and he is demanding a lump sum. Is this dream a warning that I should not go to Indonesia. The dream was so clear that I assume it is God Divine.
I had fun teaching 9th graders and 10th Graders. I taught them both History and Geography. In History I started Renaissance with the Nine Graders and World War 1 with the 10th Graders. It was a lot of fun I make them think of History from different sources. Teaching Geography was also mind blowing. I am teaching the 10th Contour Maps and the children were able to grasp the intellectual concepts. For grade nine I did earth as a unique planet.
Let point out to the usage of articles a and an. An comes after vowel sounds a,e, I, o, u. For example, there is an apple, an elephant, an ice-cream, an orange, an umbrella. A comes after consonant sounds like a boy a girl a house and so on.
The problem of the English Language lies with words like European, University and Uniform. What Language wonks claim is that their sounds (Yuh) are not vowel sounds but consonants. So we have to use a.
What I want to claim is that YUH resembles the vowel sound u. So it is my fervent wish to claim these tricky words can be used with a or an.
Fruit is ripe as an idiom means there are happy days for you. I hope , soon the fruit will become ripe for me.
Today was a slow crawl. Morning melodies into an epiphany. Poets sing in the sky. I look at the flowers cradling the tree called flame of the forest. They form a beauty that cannot be described. Today is a Sunday and all the Quakers dressed in white are going to the church. I believe that life has a meaning and purpose given by God Jehovah Jesus. I always wonder what to write? Some days are more creative. Writing is the passion of the pen. Writing is a poetic ornament. Writing is the heart of desire. Writing is the dance of literature. Writing is a song of music. I am still reading the Old Testament. Wonderful is God’s way in leading Israel from slavery in Egypt. The Israelites were a grumbling lot. God looked after them well while they were traveling in the wilderness. God provided them water from a rock and rained down quail and bread as manna. If we look at the Old Testament, it shows how the Israelites struggled for existence.
Darling Honey, Dearest Lover, you are an awakened poem of romance, a cradle of love, a song of beauty, a nymph of passion. Let me embrace you as a romantic sunset. Let me kiss your sensual lips and feel them like morn’s dew. Your body is tender and sensuous as a flowing brook. Let me suckle your orifices with tremulous joy. Let me penetrate you and sing a joyful song.