Essays & Articles
Technology, spirituality & the synthesis of ancient wisdom
Victor
In the subconscient theatre of the macabre,I ventured through the portals of sleep,Found their play
Emperor
How smoothly dost Thou my surrender wrangle,Deftly extricating my being from all tangle.Surreptitiou
Affirmation
Away, away now Defiler for the hour is nearOf a better dawn and the divine empire,For the race that
Vision
Across a wide pure expanse of space,Stretching through heart a large terrainOf clarified spirit glis
O King
What magic in me hast Thou wroughtThy slow miracle’s bright change brought?I grow mellow like a full
O Poet
O Poet, Scripter of Worlds,What mystery lurks in thy infinite folds,What craft stupendous pens thy a
Herald Golden
A wide rapid dawn of a young Sun,Earth sheds her gloomy garment of night,A blush red-rose spreads on
Pilgrim
A marvellous steep incline sky grazing,Lone spire outstepping giant mountains,Like a single bull ami
Rudra
Rudra, storm bringer, lightning rider,Sky crasher, rending worlds asunder,A mounting rumble from out
Prelude
I exceed now the human chemistry,Even eschew algorithm of thought.My feelings are not from cavern of
Paramour
A ragtag army of syllables was I,Incoherent and mumbling they did dwell,Always with rumour and mutin
Thine
My meagre immensities fade away now,The familiar visage and its vast retinueGrow faint to barely rev
Summons
First the summons in field of mind,A labour long of the thinking kind.An infusion of ideas wide and
Krishna
A vast serenading air caressed the heart,A lute was in the breeze with dancing notes,Sweet bugles pr
Guide -2
But I paused and wondered whySuch stratagem Thou must ply?Oh, I found then the webbed maze,That cour
Guide -Part I
In the beginning I did wonder,At idea of Thee and thy splendour.The idea Thou art God and infinity,W
Plea
A vast gymnasium is this Thy world,For steeling souls with a rigour cold.Pitiless the regimen by day
Reverser
A forward course of routine I pursued,Few mounds of success, some fortunes paused.O I did all that I
Dawn-Bringer
Little here I learnt save a strange spell,By a little intent rouse the chemistry of hell.Such feeble
Habit
How dost thou escape every method,Know through ages by the written word?Word, index of thoughts well