A Write(a)phor is a new figure of speech where the same word can have two grammatic meanings. Here is an example: Money Matters. Matters stand for an adjective as well as a verb.
I was deeply engrossed in thoughts and I would like to share these sayings with you.
Cinema is the mirror of life. You have a choice to swim upstream or downstream. I am a muse of words—a delicate ornament writing art. Poems chirped in the morning and woke me up. The heart must be a compassionate vessel. Cobweb lies on the wall like a tent. The weapon of nonviolence can win any battle. Lottery winning is a free lunch if you have luck. Morning scattered a symphony of colors. Dusk spread warmth of love. Poems are brewing on the ocean of luck. Thoughts are mind blowing ornaments. Travel makes a global citizen wise. The Messiah is a truth that has to be believed and understood. Ideas are a rare gift of the mind. Oh Dear God Jehovah Jesus, let the footsteps that walk with me sound victory. Character is embedded in a sincere heart. Wisdom is of the heart where knowledge is of the mind. Cloud your mind with virtues. Be patient; what you aspire for will be rewarded to you. A goal is a dream to pursue; nourish it and fertilize it till it becomes a reality. God says: your freedom is not existential condemnation—your freedom is preserved and accepted by God through Grace. The sky whispers when rain is falling. Let the soul overflow with gladness. A friendship epitomizes a season of the heart. The mind can only contemplate; it is the heart that thinks feels and wills. A genuinely repentant soul will be pardoned in Heaven. We did poetry and became an ecstatic symphony. Tackle your fears with gut and they will flee from you. Don’t carry a bag of worries. Let not guilt smear your soul. Let not sin’s master—the devil imprison you. God’s mercy will make a provision for your finances. Life is a bird soaring high on wings of luck. Harmony is rhythm and melody—a music for the heart. My life is a fragrant flower of a becoming. Let destiny open the doors of fortune for you. Etch the desires of your heart and spread them on a canvass of love. Good company like good wine is the essence of the soul. I am drinking from the cup of good fortune. Dear God Jehovah Jesus: let each day of mine be blessed. Oh Lord Jehovah Jesus help me to have an obese bank account. When you are in distress, the angels of God are out to help. Compassion to the weak is a good trait of character. Pornography is filth polluting the soul. My God Jehovah Jesus is God who deserves all honor, praise, glory and worship. Keep a humble heart when God Jehovah Jesus bequeaths you fame and fortune. At the end of the day all I want is a happy heart. Every day glad your heart to a stranger. Kids are the most valuable gift given by God. Though David did wrong, he was repentant and he was a man after God’s heart. God is there for you, lest you stumble in your walk of life.
Sayings of a Beatnik Rabbi
Metaphors glide in the sky as poetic music. Tranquil is a peaceful ornament. Don’t victimize faith with the seed of your pen. Astrology, Tarot and Occult all are the curses of Hell. She became an ecstasy of a blooming flower. Democracy, thy fate lies in the hands of the voter. Vanity, I don’t make an offering of you. God I pour my libations, my soul. Windfall grow as a fruit into my bank account. Prayer is a weapon to break generational curses. I am an island of hope. I am a lake of good fortune. God whisper to my soul—the secrets of your divine mystery. Novel is an art form in words. Every day I drink the blood and eat the body of Christ. Rely on the Holy Spirit for your destiny. Think wisely before making your moves. Plan your destiny with God and he will make your ends successful. Indian voters have to liberate democracy from Fascism and Misrule. Your body is a monument for Christ to Live. Patience, endure yourself as a seed, till you become a flower. I have tasted the Love of Christ and it is sweet. God’s Philosophy is a wine of mystic wonder. Plato’s forms point out to a Christian God. Melody, Rhythm and Beat all are God’s gifts of the soul. Covetousness, greed, envy and adultery all the fangs of hell. Penetrate all of them with the armor of God. Life is living the poetry of music. All occasions in life are the precious gift of God. Music is a pasture of the heart, a gfit of the year. Virtues are sweet and Temptations are bitter. Better a little with God than with plenty with the Devil. Lies are the poison of the soul. God is the navigating rudder which keeps your ship floating steady in times of trouble. God create a Garden of Eden for my material needs. God is prayer answered. Forgiveness is God’s greatest asset. God is the soft voice that speaks inside your heart. Let Hope and Faith endure in prayer. Crooked is the Serpent’s tongue. Sin is a God forsaken place. God is our co-traveler in the journey of life. God lift up my heart and soul in praising your majestic wonder. A novel is a work of art, a painting in words. Destiny your wings are planted in God’s Flight. God is the light that poured out into the World. My tongue is joy praising God. God is the armor of righteousness. Let the heart dwell in good tidings. There’s a God in heaven that will take care of all your material needs. Let your tongue bring good cheer to the broken hearted. With God on my side I am at peace. God will manifest your dreams with a rainbow of success. Count not your short comings—but count your blessings. Love is the greatest weapon of God that no sword can pierce. Think before you speak because every word that you utter will manifest as reality. Live not to be tempted: Live to be righteous. Lord rich my purse with money. Pride is Lucifer—the fallen angel. God I have to learn how to love you with my heart and soul. Rejoice and be glad for God is with you.
Paradoxis is new figure of speech, a trope. Let’s take the trinity as an example. The trinity being one and the same cannot be reasoned but can only be believed
April 16, 2019
Morning was peaceful—the sky danced with an opera of colors—tinsel flew romantically in the sky—everything has the presence of God and indeed I am feeling richly blessed.
I am still reading the Gospel of Luke and I came across this strange parable. A man had three helpers to look after his finances. To the First one he gave 10000 Bucks and to second he gave 5000 Bucks and to the third he gave 1000 Bucks. Then he went off on long voyage. Coming back he asked them what he did with the money. The first one replied that he invested the money and doubled it 20000 Bucks. The second replied that he doubled it to 10000. The third replied that he hid it under the earth. What is the meaning of this parable? The parable contains a spiritual and economic meaning. Spiritually it exhorts be active to the calling of God’s voice and also have the responsibility to spread God’s Word and proselytize people to Christianity. Then materialistic meaning is we should be good stewards of money.
Figures of Speech
A poem flowered in the sky. Bards perched on the tree singing. The soul is a bouquet of emotion. May the granary of money fill my purse. Faith as a mustard can make it happen. The poetry on the bed is erotic. The sky poured in Streams of Consciousness. Manna is a miracle from Heaven. Sky thundered angrily. Passion is bodies making love. Literature is the painting of words. Love is a precious gift of God. Communism is a failed God. The abyss of emotion is angst. Time is a silent runner. Use language to clothe words in art. Life is the poetry of processing meaning. Palestine is a hot volcano. Life is a song of lyrical beauty. Politics is the drama of the chaotic. The pen frees your feeling and the pen becomes a traumatic cleanser. May the seed of the purse be filled with the fruit of money. Yes God died but resurrected on the third day. Literature is the ornament of poetry. What he is wearing is a peacock’s feather. The cares of this world should not worry you. Christ came for the sick sinner and not the physician. Wear the clothes of righteousness. Wear the shoes of luck. Wear a hat of positive thinking. Music you are poetry of the bed. Love is the most beautiful emotion and shines like a star, bequeathed by God. I have been freed from the chains of sin. Nirvana—you are potboiler of fiction. When he gets angry—he roars like thunder. Liberty is the gift of God. Dreams are a soul of reality. Luck—you blossomed flower—yield to my wishes. Send worry to the pits of hell. Hell is the fang of poison. Words are useful when they manifest into a reality. God said: I will give the nations as present and the continents as a gift. Attitude is a mantra for success. If poetry is the wife of literature, the husband of literature is prose. The first generation of Christians were Jews: the second generation were gentiles: the third generation: are messianic Jews. Adultery you are a fruit of poison. Solidarity is a pillar of strength for a democracy. Your dreams have been made to make you successful. Sin is an enemy a foe of God. The earth is mortal the heavens immortal. We have to be a Moses and Abraham obeying and being led by God’s Word. After winter comes Sunny days. Fear not says Jehovah Jesus: ‘I am with you’. Grass clothed the earth like Solomon’s garments. Money is needed for an affluent economic ritual. Beauty I have found you in the heart of God. Reason is the mind and passion the soul. Wings of luck soar to the clouds.
The morning was littered with flowers. The sky became a booming canopy. Tiny poems glided in the sky. The poem rose with the pulchritude of good humor. I feel so contented and happy. I thank Jehovah Jesus for soul talking to me.
I have started reading the gospel of Mark. The fact that Jesus being spiritual and mortal fascinates me. Yes, the Lamb became a lamp that was lit. Spirit enmeshed itself with flesh and lived a life on earth.
In the morning I had to go to Allepy also known as the Venice of the East. Aleppy in God’s Own Country is a tourist paradise. One the one side is a poem of tranquil backwaters and on the other, lush paddy fields. Birds of all hues and shapes flourish in the paddy fields. The famous Siberian Crane comes to Kerala when it is winter in Russia. One can cruise along the backwaters by renting a boat. My friend Libardi an anthroposophist remarked that the backwaters are the remnants of the sunken continent Atlantis. Is the legend true or a fancy of the mind? We can accept his opinion with poetic license.
All along the way I saw remains of an election campaign. I was made into posters, sprawling cutouts, and to my viewers hands bowed in Namaste and dripped with a cosmetic smile. I can’t imagine that India being a poor country, millions are wasted for elections. Many in India don’t have food to eat, many live in slums and the irony is the Governments voted to power rarely keep their election promises.
A strange incident happened in my life. I was standing outside a shop drinking coffee when the election candidate in our constituency passed by me with bevy of followers. I thought that he will look at me and smile but nothing of that sort happened. He walked passed me totally ignoring me. I am having two thoughts about voting for him.
Now I want to tell a strange legend. It had dials which keep on moving. When it reaches one hour, it chants a rhyme and then chimes. When it is 2 it rings 12 times and when is 1 it rings 10 times. It is highly erratic and eccentric. Still I love it so much. I keep it as a precious objet d’ art.
It is a connoisseur of art. It tries to live many lives. It is in a confused state of being a fictional self and real self. It tries to novel epiphanies and it also plays with the language of meaning. It is literary and philosophical. It travels to continents and places. Sometimes it says to me: hey mister, you are poem, you are the many women that you have loved, you are the incense of cloved cigarettes of Jakarta, you are grilled Indonesian fish that you have relished with sumptuousness, you are the aromatic sambal (a mixture lime, chilies, tomatoes to be eaten with rice), you are the winning moves made in a game of chess, you are the disciple who has fondness for Christ, you are an allegory and
an epiphany of a self in wonder.
It lies in the living room. One can settle on it with luxury. One can also lie down on it and relax. When lying down on it, it becomes a muse of serendipity. New thoughts violate the privacy of the brain. The mind welcomes them with eagerness.
Don’t lie to one self. Better a little than never a great. God spoken word is a book being read. Even if the flesh is weak: the Spirit is strong. Don’t pollute your soul with Sin. The Hammer and the Sickle though dead live in the land of Kerala. Kerala is like the shape of a leaf. Seasons are the soul of the earth. Truth is the Crucified and the resurrected. Sin is poisonous flower. Oh Lord: when will hope become luck? I am proud of Christ—the God how loves me. God Christ wrote the drama of love, peace, joy and redemption. God Christ’s blessings are what no man or woman can hear see or feel. Sleep is an elixir that God Jesus gives. The intimacy of a wife is also a gift from God. Patience is the soul of hope. Hope is he beginning stages of a river and grace and blessing where the river empties into the sea. Devil go away from my body; you have been cleansed by the blood of Jesus. Life on earth is grace and Heaven a blessing. Clouds are a cluster of poems. Beauty I have found in you a mate—you are Christ my God. Hope you have to become luck all the time. I have built a wall that cannot be penetrated by sin. Effort is Rome that was not built in a day. There’s no condemnation in Christ there’s only glorification. Frozen meat walked out of the refrigerator. Lust is night’s flower withered at dawn. There’s a house who looks after me well. All you need is the presence of God in your life. Lord brim my cup with blessing. The BLOOD of CHRIST is a cure for all afflictions. Will a Cinderella’s shoe happen today in my life…OH GOD PLEASE. Angst I am being carried on the shoulders of cheer. Life is a tortoise of effort and not a hare of laziness. Lord make: the life of the word to live in me. The soul is the heart of God: woe to all who sell it to the Devil. Oh Lord Jehovah Jesus let 2019 be a year of Wisdom and Blessing. Patience is a fruit that yields a fortune. The power of WILL is like that of a mountain.