DHAR DHAR TRAVELLER... YOU MIGHTY SAGE!

Welcome o Traveller, my spirit mourns for you!

Thank you for crossing my door for entering my domain. My heart shivers witnessing your sight..

Thousands unspoken words rest upon you lips. Thousands years of heritage blossom upon your shoulders. 

Thousand miles of dusty road rest upon your feet

Been wondering and praying and asking for you longer than the time could tell

Been washing my face with the Ganges for your light to come...

Been crossing my palms for your bless to rain

Been building temples for your sight to rest upon me

Been marking my forehead for you to build your temple in me

Thank you for coming, O I am not worthy for you…

I now bow my lustful body

Please teach me

Save me

Show me how to travel!

How did you do it? What forced you?

Teach me how to detach myself from the world and my luggage. Do I really need a luggage to travel? Where is your luggage then?

My luggage is my puny world, my poor spirit, my raw intellect, my thirsty senses, my mundane affairs, my struggle to survive. Survive for what?

You know my past you play with my present and you did not define my future? You say I can do that.

Can I? Worthy am I?

You have come to me… So I must be!

You have no luggage. Divinity is your water, blessings is your food, the world is your clothes. And yet I was taught to reject divinity to forget blessing do deny the world.

O mighty one…

My deeds choke me, the winds avoid me, only cold walls and their pillars surround me. Was that my fight, my goal? Infinite plains waited for me and I choked myself in concrete and walls. With my will to give shape to everything, to be able to explain everything...

... Can’t I accept just a little bit of mystery to exist in this world? Do I have to bring everything into shape and finity? How did I come to reject infinity?

O Mighty one, mourn upon this fallen soul!

Teach me how to travel

You walk bare feet, but I will still need shoes.

Yet you still open a road for me

Teach me how to travel it.

Save me!

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THE UNIVERSAL FORMULA FOR THE NATION

Few days ago I have developed a fundamental discussion with my roomie, here in India, for which I feel strong urge to share it with you.

After we have reconciled together in the room after the finish of our working day, my roomie manifested unusually high level of apathy and exhaustion.  We had a small talk about our working day during which I noted that my rommie feels disappointed by people generally, by their conservatism and neutrality.  The root of this mood was the campus recruitment that he conducted in a prominent university in Delhi. He could not understand how young people aged around 22-23 can manifest such apathy and disinterest, non seriousness and shallowness in their general knowledge on general topics.

He identified the root of this problem to be lying in these kid’s families which are financially well situated and satisfy every need of their kids without letting them put some effort to achieve the goal.
About the later, I had to support him and tell him that he was right.

About the former, I have presented him a formula instead of an answer:

Nation = People + Ideas

How many of you would agree that most of your life disappointing moments came from people, masses, their formlessness, mediocrity and apathy?

Did you ever get disappointed by an idea so far?

That is what I said to my roomie!

A great similarity between India and Macedonia is the ancient history and the rich heritage. Rich heritage is a true volcano of ideas.

Ideas are free and do now have an owner. They literally float in the air and are available for everyone of us. All that is required is a person or a nation to grasp that idea so that the idea comes to life.

Once the idea penetrates and melts inside us, into what is being called Anima, Atma or Soul, a symbiosis happens that brings mutual benefits. The idea was previously invisible, but now it got a body, a face. The person that has embraced that idea becomes the idea, the idea literally flourished through his pores and now everyone else is able to see the idea through the 5 senses. That is how the idea gets reproduced, it becomes a virus. Is it not a fact that it is easier for us to accept what we can see smell and touch?

On the other side, the idea contains a huge amount of energy. The moment when a certain person accumulate and stand for that idea, he gets blessed with the energy from that idea. That person is no longer one of us, the energy he possesses, the path he starts to walk is not the same as ours.  That energy is gift, a reward for the person that decided to stand for the idea. These individuals easily transform into prophets, philosophers, business giants etc.

What do you think kept alive Nelson Mandela 27 years in prison? Or Martin Luther King? What has turned the tiny 50 kg person called Mahatma Gandhi the father of a gigantic nation like India, the person that chased away the supremacy of mighty Britain?

These are people that left the world as it is and fully surrendered themselves to an idea, to that trans dimensional creature so that they can come back again and change the world.

Therefore my friends never give up your nations, because the nation is not a simple mathematical sum of the number of people that live in a certain territory. Like India, our heritage, the Universal Truth is here, it just waits to be asked for and embraced.

Do not seek short term sense pleasure and do not get disappointed by the masses that refuse to understand you. Masses are nothing else but void waiting to be filled with something, with and idea, waiting to be directed. That is a simple fact that was well known to number of prophets and manipulators since ancient history and they utilized it to move humanity towards themselves but of course with diametrically opposite reasons and motives.

Have a nice day

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