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Some soul wrenching news for the capricious self proclaimed muse


Often we find ourselves in a state of deprived inspiration and start believing that motivation lies outside. In another person, a book, caffeine, an article. We chain ourselves to these muses and give them control of deciding when we feel what we do.

The muse is a mystifying manifestation of thought, compelling us to believe in its existence, enslaving our minds to the extent of utter dependency. Dependency that you try to resist but cant do anything about. It raps around your mind like a Boa constrictor and governs your highs and lows.

It makes you feel vulnerable, making you realize your inability to orchestrate your own lives. It might be like an injection of inspiration but then it teases you at times, when you think you need it the most.

In spite of paragons  from diverse fields emphasizing the relevance of a muse, I believe it to be more of an obstacle to your progress and a fracture to your wills.

Rather than waiting to be inspired, we are better of acting and later inspiring people from the consequence of our actions.

It is true that One can be instructed in society, one is inspired only in solitude, as a result one is  better off finding the potential within than exploring the world to find it.

The Muse, capable of polarizing  into identities, inspired or dissuaded,

Capable of stimulating your souls or rendering your spirits jaded.

Capable of galvanizing your thoughts and leading you into uncharted territories to make you find your surreal high,

Capable of taking you to the epitome of your potential, but when you need it the most, it hoodwinks and belies.

An obfuscator, it  makes the ingenuous trivialize the potency of their own will, It takes ornate forms,

Which are too indubitable for prejudiced minds to distill.

Its ludicrous to depend on the without when the afflatus lies within,

If you find yourself exhorted by Gauds,  its a feckless life that you seem to be living.

Be curious, explore the inexhaustible reserves of resolve inside,

Your strength of purpose should suffice to make you realize the dreams that you contrive.

The indomitable seldom need an external impetus, their enthusiasm never subsides,

Propelled  by their zeal to achieve, they set goals and just glide.

Safe from the deleterious muse my self-replenishing will is immune to external influence,

Seeing people lament, waiting for their muse to show, makes me take pride in my undying exuberance.

In your heart resides all the potential you wish to realize,

Do some soul searching and you would come up with some soul wrenching news for the capricious self proclaimed muse in your life.

Paralyzed in Paradise

At times you capture moments, at others, in certain moments you remain captured,

Lying contentedly in your comfort zone(paradise), with your willingness all fractured.

Captivated by the hollow satisfaction derived from the stillness in our lives we diminish our own capabilities. Satisfied with what we have, we fail to stretch beyond accepted norms and maximize our full potential, Our vision of looking beyond into the brilliance that the future beholds is obstructed by the dazzling drop, which fools us into believing that it is the absolute that life has to offer.

It is very easy to miss out on progression, by allowing oneself to drift in the admiration of universal splendor.  Although I am perpetually marveling at the splendor of the Himalayan valley that I call home, at times I do pause and question my relationship with the town.  Does this paradise create me or do I create the paradise that it appears to be?

“If we weren’t but voyagers in spirit, our lives wouldn’t be as ephemeral as they are.”

Contentment is subjective, some of us want to rule the world others are satisfied with the little loaf of bread. While some don’t understand their potential others mould their goals as per their comfort zones. For some, the paradise keeps recreating itself and amplifying its splendor, while others are captivated with the little that they have, these are the ones who are paralyzed.

No matter how beautiful your life, it deserves to get better, it is just you who gets to decide if you want to break the shackles or stay paralysed in paradise. If you happen to look beyond  and manage to overcome the cohesive forces preventing you from breaking free, you will be able to conjure a better life form for yourself. This is typically true for the ones who are satisfied with little things. Overcoming the inertia is typically difficult for the ones attached to their comfort zones.

A pristine valley, embracing the Himalayas on all sides, house a panoply of adroit polymaths who are paralysed in this paradise. The valley is like a sinkhole, keeping all these highbrows glued to it as if the rest of the world doesn’t exist.  Same is the case with most towns, the people are so content with their little satisfactions that they don’t want to dream big. As a result people are dishonouring their true potentials.

We all have the capability to change where we lack is in the will, we forsake our infinite potential for the evanescent thrills,

Gaping at the grandeur of our surrounding we stand mesmerised, while the world is in need of edification we can provide, we stand still in paradise, paralysed.

Instinctive Freedom- Lucidity by hacking the consciousness

Unlocking the lock of conformance through the key of spontaneity

Spontaneity is the boat used to row across the abyssal void between the mundane and the entertaining. Being spontaneous is not a talent it comes out of practice. Spontaneity is the consequence of throwing yourself out of your comfort zones.  It is the consequence of breaking uniform patterns and chasing random ones. The randomness of chaos is conducive to a more instinctive and consequently affable life process. The cherished souls blessed with superior instincts strive to spread the mindset and share the beauty of their perception with the world. Writing about experiences and experiencing instances worthy of textual depiction are habits of such spontaneous people to empower the people around them to live in the moment. 

All our conscious moments are spent either in anxiety over the uncertainty of the future  or ruing the unfortunate past. Tragedy lies in the fact that at the intersection of Po these worries lies the present moment, influenced and impaired by both. The Taoist concept of Pu (meaning the uncarved rock) comes to head. It represent the original nature, prior to the imprint of culture and experiences. The state one goes back to at the end. Spontaneity involves ridding oneself of any preconceived notions and taking each fresh moment as an absolutely new experience. This is the state we were born with and this is the state in which we should experience every moment. By undertaking new challenges constantly, we fuel our instincts and exercise are  spontaneous responses , making them coherent.

Over introspection is a flaw too potent, makes us indulge in everything except the present moment. 

But you can only only enjoy this worlds true magnificence, when you break the shackles of the conscious and overcome your self imposed reticence.

Uniform thoughts and experiences are bound to render this life mundane,

Life is supposed to be grander, a little chaotic, a little insane.

The security of uniformity conceals the enumerable opportunities that the unknown withholds,

Take a chance, make a change, nullify doubts and express yourself, be bold,

Move at the speed of life, and let your instincts unfold,

Avoid the contemporary, be part of a story untold.

An infinite loop of chic indulgence and slick penmanship commissions you to dent the universe and lead others to change,

While enhancing your own paradigm you can help others expand their perspectives range.

Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing

A writers job consists of spreading the message of the free spirit through his words. Words carry no meaning if not backed by actions and hence treading untouched paths and surfing stranger tides becomes essential. This not only gives a writers work its souls but the articulate depiction experiences equips readers to fight the demons that make them follow conventional patterns and lead similar secure lifestyles.

Everyone wants to be a star, but they refrain from taking adequate action necessary to break through conformance. The least you can do is to hack your consciousness, which tempts you to always do the easiest obvious thing. The best he can do is to spark others lives through the luminescence of his actions.