A Quantum Leap into the Future

A Quantum Leap into the Future

Man, programmed to evolve and upgrade himself
Is now fusing his technologies with spirituality.
Mind, Nature’s personal computer to each individual
Is being turned into a terminal —
Eventually to be hooked to the Cosmic Network.
These PC’s by sharing and pooling their experiences
Are awakening matter to its latent powers,
And putting it to astonishing applications.
By inserting an invisible chip into his own Mind,
Man is going to take a quantum leap into the future.
The bionic sapient being, while riding matter,
Will still remain far above matter.
By existing in pure consciousness,
He might be able to detach himself
From the drag and soar into the galaxies.
The art of melting, melding and fusing into divinity —
The mystic practice of the ancient Indian Rishis and Yogis —
Is being rediscovered now indirectly via matter.
This physically divine amalgam may even be able
To fuse and diffuse his particles at will.
By outstripping evolution, man seems
To be heading to a timeless state –
Tangible divinity, corporeity at will!
A state where death will be another form of existence —
A device to exist eternally with the Final Law of the Cosmos.

The Never Never Present

The Never Never Present

The moment through which I am passing now
Is in fact old, very very old as it issued from the Big Bang.
Before I can catch this fleeting, flashing moment, it zooms past.
Well, I inhale the next swish which appears fresh and taut.
But lo, I’m cheated again; isn’t life a melding dream?
Future is flashing past, skipping the present, skipping me too.
I’ve been stripped of my innocence, vigour and dreams.
My precious almost six-decade-old present, has swirled up to nought;
I was always beguiled into believing that I was living in the present.
The present which seems now here is actually nowhere.
Not me alone, my whole ancestry had been cheated.
My father, my grandfather, my great grandfather, my great great…
Back to the First Great Hominoid !
All were cycled here by this ever new ‘Now’!
Who knows when will Brahaman relax and liberate all?
The expansion is bound to crunch back to its originality;
We are all destined to gravitate to the First Cause.
Inhalation must be followed by exhalation and so on.
Before the Primordial Fireball winds itself up for a fresh Bang,
Let us live in the present which is no-w-here!

Transpharmacopeia

Transpharmacopoeia

Power that once flowed from the muzzle of a gun
Now flows from the teats of a goat!
Chinese transgenic goat, Scottish Dolly and
American mouse with an ape gene implant
Are sure signs of an awesome dawn.
As if there were not enough of beastliness in man,
And not enough of vegitativeness in animals,
The genetic engineers are tinkering with the genes
To transplant one kingdom into the other.
The fever of transpharmacopoeia has seized the world.
Soon the bionic and bio-pharms will spawn and spatter;
Cows with womanly breasts and plants with teats,
Men with piggish digestion and pumpkins with beef,
Mewing tigers and roaring homely unicorns
Will graze proudly on this earth horn by horn.
Hail homogeneity! As the bio-reactors breed freakish beasts,
And DNA cocktail is served for unnatural selection,
The gap will end between species to species.
Frankincense is more precious than the faddy ethics;
As lullabies come of age, man may lapse into myth.

Rustling of the Retreat

Rustling of the Retreat

“Why do they put mud in the coffee?” asked Thackrey.
Is the geometry of the spilt drop
Decided by the texture of the cloth?
Randomness involves a rhythm.
A Bang spilt over the cosmic cup into the space —
But what a lucky dip for the earth!
Since then the whole drop has been on the roll.
Who knows when it may rub its symphony off.
Nervousness in the skies above doesn’t augur well.
Do you hear the rustling of the retreat?
Earthenware may break or may remain intact;
Does the earth bother about them?
It is attachment and ignorance of the real Self
That is the cause of misery and bondage.
Liberation and bondage are the creations of the mind.
Why should the real Self be anxious about the finite?
Dualities can be reconciled by the enlightened mind.
Realisation of Truth can make us free from worldly shackles.
Mind free from desires, knows no deprivation.
Only a dispassionate mind can attain peace and happiness.

Infinite and Perfect

Infinite and Perfect

Did life build itself bit by bit ab initio ?
How did it acquire the magic wand of biogenesis?
How consciousness flowered out of the inanimate matter?
Can anything erupt out of nothing?
Wasn’t it already there waiting for the clubbed manifestation?
Who tinged the neurons with ethics of the time?
Knowledge activates the eager ignorant;
Heaven gave a fillip to the tractable earth.
The Hypnotist’s commands for the pliant nucleus
Are too authoritative to be ignored;
Or else, which self-sufficient machine would cancel itself out?
Cells cultured to clones and replicas
Are nothing but an indulgent nod from above.
Intelligence is not fermentation of the elements,
Nor Soul is the quark of any particle.
It is per se infinite, perfect and Whole.

The Fountain of Youth

The Fountain of Youth

Longevity which now confines to the test-tube,
May in time be available for the asking.
The cellular clock ticks away as the cell divides,
But beyond the inherent limit, it stops chiming,
Sending the cell into a perpetual trance.
However, now with the discovery of the telomere,
The senescent cell may be revitalized to renew youth
And a being may be enthused to breathe
Far beyond the Vedic limit.
But tickling Providence with this feathery discovery is no joke.
The more the gloomier — until some other planet is colonized.
The earth needs not merely men with longer tip of telomere,
It needs human beings with noble heart and stable wisdom.
Before the imminent immortality turns the earth into a perpetual hell,
Let the genetic engineers design an improved version of
Homo sapiens with disciplined proliferation.
Or else, this bloated civilization
Might burst like an overblown balloon.

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