Music is so much more than sound
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Music is vibration.
And all that which lives vibrates:
Music is life.
All that which loves vibrates:
Music is love.
Tag: creative writing
Wildfire Love
Love is
The most powerful
force
on the face of
this earth
Binds us together,
breaks us apart
Like the crackling wildfire
Burning through
Forest land
Melting sky with earth
Trees with flowers
Predator with prey
Into a winged
pitch black
amber butterfly
Set free
Gently floating
Above a brazen inferno
Immune to its raging heat
Aloof
Searching for a new place
To call home
To rest
To breathe
To mend
what has been broken
Yes,
when the summer blaze
subsides
There is autumn
And a long cold winter
But then again
there’s spring. :)
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What Writing Is
What does writing teach us
Other than to love
What blot of ink
Can say a word
Without a mouth
To make us hear
What voice pronounced
Can speak to us
Without a thought
To resonate in our minds
Yet speech without a sound
Can change the world
With words of love
What pen, what paper
Can speak louder
Than our hearts
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Technology and Human Advancement
Headline, technology is depleting this planet’s most valuable resource, humanity. An environmentalist might beg to differ and would probably say that our most valuable resource is nature and the environment. That humanity and the tools it has developed in its struggle for self-awareness has cursed this earth. But we are the eyes and ears of this universe. Humanity being the state of conscious cooperation and procreation is a manifestation of this universe’s desire to create. Advanced string theory has shown this. Great minds such as Stephen Hawking’s have explained it. And as Carl Sagan has eloquently put it, “we are a way for the cosmos to know itself”. So how can our tools be negative or bad when they are an expression of universal will?
Let’s talk about energy for example and please forgive the following simplistic argument. CO2 emissions may destroy the atmosphere and cause lung cancer, but they also can help create machines that can restore the atmosphere and save peoples lives across the world. The punch line is that destruction lurks behind every creation. Even if this whole planet ran on fusion energy generated from water there still would be a level of environmental degradation no matter how small.
Although fusion is truly the energy of the future in its efficiency and low carbon footprint, it still breaks down water which although is much more abundant than oil, could someday also lead to problems of global warming. Someday billions of years down the line? But still, someday. So this means that one cannot deny that humanity’s desire for energy comes at the expense of destroying this planet’s natural habitat; a habitat that would remain intact if humans were not present.
But what is this planet without humans? What is this planet without desire? Scientists from across across disciplines have long described earth as a planet with ideal conditions for life. It is truly ironic that these ideal conditions for creating life are also ideal conditions for destroying it. So the question is: Can humanity satisfy its legitimate desires for self-fulfillment without harming the natural order of our planet’s ecosystem? And the answer is unfortunately, no.
However, if we rephrase the question and ask: Can humanity satisfy its legitimate desires for self-fulfillment without jeopardizing the natural conditions laid down for life? And thankfully the answer is yes, there is a way to fulfill our desires as conscious organisms without degrading the conditions that have allowed us to be conscious in the first place. But this requires a fundamental shift in how we view technology and what we use it for.
Technology should not be judged from the rudimentary viewpoint of its impact on our planet and its natural ecosystem. But rather, technology should be judged from how it impacts humanity, and the shared value of universal procreation. As human beings we are a perfect embodiment of the natural organization of things. We are organically linked to our natural surroundings including our great planet earth.
We live in unity with earth and nature because we are organically one. And our technologies should be focused on preserving this unity. So the way we define the ecosystem of our planet should factor in human beings and their desire for technology and innovation. Our technologies should be focused on fulfilling human desires without endangering humanity’s ability to survive.
This obviously is the notion of sustainable development. But the difference here is that survival does not necessarily mean the preservation of earth’s natural order. Survival means a combined evolution and progression between humanity and this planet as one. This is the only way that we can ensure the survival of our race indefinitely and that we can honor the life that has been given to us.
However, today technology is breaking us apart from this organic unity with earth. With increasing carbon emissions we are changing the face of our planet at a rate that is much faster then what we are capable of handling. Our technologies are focused on warfare, and the ones that are not, are focused on commercialism and are profit-oriented. Has technological advancement ever been focused on human development without the need for profit?
Today the sum product of technologies focused on the fulfillment of human desires creates an outcome that is not conducive to the maintenance of the natural conditions set forth for these desires to exist in the first place. These natural conditions are not only related to earth and its natural ecosystem but also to society, its values, and the broader concepts of human dignity and self-fulfillment. Our technologies should be humane. Our technologies should be natural. Our technologies should be focused on preserving this organic unity between earth and the human race.
How do such technologies look like? What is the rationale behind their development? I do not know. But we need to start asking these questions. All that I can say is that I feel immense joy while watching those post-apocalyptic movies in which humans use crazy-advanced technologies but still walk barefoot in their village and climb trees. So the real question is I guess, how can we live in a post-apocalyptic world without an apocalypse? Good luck answering that.
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Mental Entrepreneurship and the End of History
Winter is at our doorsteps. Trees turning a raunchy gold setting all their leaves afloat. Free salads showering through the air. This is no golden shower, for all those trying to picture something nice? No. But ease your mind and you can see an alternative truth to that which is presented.
Our brain is no muscle, but like a muscle feels. Its churning up there day and night, neurons like soviet era assembly lines working across the clock for a greater cause. It comes in handy to have a brain. Even more in handy these days when its actually working. But sometimes using that brain or being mindful means letting go, sizing down, laying off some people in that cerebral factory of yours.
We are all born as mental entrepreneurs, tasked to bring order to our faculties upstairs. We choose drugs, alcohol, sex, aggression to cut down on unwanted staff. We choose art, love, hope and compassion to bring our ranks in order and keep morale high. And all the world is churning in this unreal space. An industrial revolution of desires. An invisible war of nervous impulses. From control economies to economies of control, what difference does it make. Flyers, banners, slogans, ads, rhetorical conversations interacting across a space of minds.
And all we need to realize is that everything is packaged in our skulls. Quite the image if you could see it. This economy of the physical world, this marketplace of ideas, its happenings and fate are attached to our mental sweatshops. Cooperatives, lobbies, unions of contemplating states formed between our friends, in our community and across the world.
Point is, life is a state of mind and those minds are ours to oversee. Despite the dawn of liberal age, relics of a darker past stand still and unchanged. With empty humanism and fake notions of self determination we are forced to live. The machinery of our desires unrefined and geared towards our own self destruction. To make things right, calm your thoughts and treat your workers well. All it takes is a bit of faith, persistence and imagination to build the ideal home. And Mr. Francis, history by no means at all has ended!
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Rendez-Vous
It’s sobering when sitting by your side
A heavy presence laid upon my heart
Just like a whistling kettle I am free
To drink the fire of our love at start
Then burn inside consumed with my own doubts
Until I spit it out so uselessly
An old affair with passion and some clout
Is nothing but hot air before a tea
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Poem 102
The Bohemiaspeaks Experiment: Mapping the Essence of Human Nature
After spending around 2 years writing poetry about fictional characters from all around the world, I asked a friend who is more in touch with the geeky tech world to put together a WORD CLOUD from all the poems that featured on this blog.
As many of you know, a world cloud is generated based on the number of times a word happens to be in a given body of text. Out of 100 poems and around 25,000 words the more a word recurs the larger it would be in the cloud. So looking at the result for bohemiaspeaks in which characters from all walks of life are pouring their hearts out in poetry is sort of a mini-exercise that tries to capture the essence of human nature and emotions.
Lo and behold, the result is a beautiful portrait that I will have to hold on to for some time and think about. I will not try to make sense of the exact recurrence of words in this cloud, I do not think that we need to. But I think that we can just look at it, enjoy its randomness and beauty, and be grateful for any word inside that resonates with us.
This word cloud is the common denominator between: the sex worker in Amsterdam, the Child Worker in Hanoi, the Taxi Driver in Manhattan, the Investment Banker in Calcutta, the Plumber in Buenos Aires, the Soldier in Baghdad, the Gypsy Weaver in the south of Spain, the Pop Star in Tokyo, the Woman in a Burka in Kandahar, the Painter in Lima, the Whirling Dervish in Istanbul, the Female Activist in London, the DJ in Ibiza, the Cancer Patient, the Sailor, the Sociologist, the Pilot, the Eskimo, the Suicide Bomber, the Swahili Hunter, the Pigeon Keeper, the Scriptwriter, the Gravedigger and the list goes on and on covering 100 characters!!!
This is a visual testament that there is no difference between us all. Across races, nationalities, professions, religions, political affiliations we can still find so much words in common. Words like “love”, “life”, “together”, “dreams” and “truth”. Or words like “fear”, “pain”, “empty”, “darkness” and “burn”.
In conclusion of this experiment, I guess our lives are nothing but a word cloud in progress. It is up to us to decide which words will appear with greater weight. If we take a snapshot of our lives right now, what words would be counted most? What words would be counted most if we took a snapshot of the world? And based on this knowledge, how will we act accordingly?
A famous poet called Rumi once said: “Let your words rise, and not your voice. For it is the rain that grows flowers and not the thunder”.
Just some food for thought.
Sincerely,
The Author of Bohemiaspeaks
The Gypsy Weaver: Magic Carpets of Sand
In the heart of the desert
Wisdom is an oasis
On the pathway
of every caravan
Lives, a carpet ride
above the burning sands
There is no escape
From raging dunes
We were not meant
to be awake
Under the sun
It is as if the men
That come and go
Are in a tug-of-war
Carpet tassels
Floating in the wind
Tied to each other
Each pulling towards
its end in vain
A tapestry of life
But as for me
My carpets are
not meant to fly
I weave them here to stay
Seek refuge in the sand
Woven into desert land
Without its grains
the desert would not be
But in its being,
grains of sand are free
To make their way
Across the dunes
To wander for eternity
Without constraint
That’s how we’re meant to be
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Character: 49/100
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