Prologue:
Every thinking animal seems to be in a quest of a REAL SELF, assuming that its there bestowed upon them at birth, without endeavoring to get deep into the mechanism of SELF CREATION AND MAINTENANCE. This so-called poem of mine- I, WE AND THE ROOM WHICH HAS NO BOUNDARIES depicts this mechanism of self creation and maintenance.
Selves are neither false nor real. Once they are begotten they exist drawing life sustaining energies from their associations. When the associations are ALIVE they are ALIVE. The quality of self depends on the quality of associations.
What we normally mean by real self is the INTENDED SELF, the SELF we intend TO BE. Let know those present that the self who is questioning and in search of a real self is the intended self and this can only become real when I AM. Without AMNESS self cannot be real. I AM CAN ONLY BE REAL WHEN I AM.
And yes, we only have a suggestion (a conscious self) to suggest that it is real. If this conscious self should deceive him/her self, we would be caught within an enchanted hall of mirror from where there is no exit.
Please note that 'I' (in this poem) represents my INTENED I, WE represents the multitude of my selves and THE ROOM represents their world.




I, WE AND THE ROOM, WHICH HAS NO BOUNDARIES.



THE ROOM.
_________

THE ROOM IS BIG.
And the bigness of the room is yet to be measured
THE ROOM CAN’T BE MEASURED.

None of the occupants of this big room
-and they are multitude of them-
Have ever arrived at any boundaries
In the course of their glides.

THE ROOM IS PITCH DARK.
The darkness of the room
Does not impede the gliding occupants
Who glides?
And glide, one at a time,
In every possible space and time
In the room, which has no boundaries
Even, when the occupant
Who is gliding, is gliding.

It’s the occupant
And occupant alone, who
Illuminates and not the room
When one is gliding.

THE SOURCE OF THE ILLUMINATION IS WITHOUT.

THE ROOM IS CHAOTIC AND COMPLEX.
(And this cannot be explained
Since the darkness of the room
Occupied by multitude of occupants
Explains everything without explaining.)

THERE EVENTUATES A KNOCK.
On any of the invisible
But known number of doors of the rooms
Transmitting energies in the form of vibrations
Akin to a particular occupant,
Who shall illuminate and glide
In the darkness of the room.

NO UNILLUMINATED OCCUPANT NORMALLY OBSTRUCTS THE GLIDING PATH OF THE ILLUMINATED OCCUPANT, THOUGH ALL THE UNILLUMINATED OCCUPANTS ARE OBSTACLES.
Because once an illuminated gliding occupant
Runs into any of the unilluminated occupants
The unilluminated will draw the energy from the
Illuminated
And glide away.

ANOTHER KNOCK FROM THE WITHOUT IS THE END OF THE ILLUMINATION OF THE ONE ILLUMINATED AND TRANSMISSION OF ENERGIES TO THE ONE UNILLUMINATED.

Paradoxically
This room
Which has no boundaries
Too
Is on the gliding path
In the without
And the paradox of the paradox is
That this room
Which has no boundaries
Is in the insides of another room
Which too has no boundaries.




WE.
___


THE OCCUPANTS OF THE ROOM
ARE MANY AND EVER ON THE RISE.

None of the occupants of the big room
Have ever enumerated the exact number of the occupants
And not because its dark
They are just not aware that
There are many.

EACH OF THE OCCUPANT KNOWS
THAT HE IS
AND THAT HE IS THE ROOM
HE HAS ACQUIRED A NAME
WHICH IS COMMON TO ALL
TO THE ROOM, TOO.
The source of the origin
Of the occupants
Are in the without
Though, they are created within
These sources are the associations
Which knocks the invisible doors
Every now and then
Transmitting necessary vibrations
To the associated occupant
For their frequent illuminations
In the course of their gliding path
With in.

THE DOORS ARE IN DEFINITE NUMBERS
THOUGH THE POSSIBILITY OF MANY MORE
CAN’T BE RULED OUT

THE OCCUPANTS KEEPS ON LOOKING OUT
FROM THESE DOORS
EXCEPT WHEN THEY ARE RECUPERATING.

THE WITHOUT TOO
IS PITCH DARK
AND THE SOURCE OF THE KNOCK
IS A FLASH FROM THE SOURCE OF ONES OWN CREATION
AND ASSOCIATIONS CREATED IN THE COURSE OF THE GLIDES.
The sources are umpteen
And so are the occupants
The sources are on the rise
And so are the occupants
The occupants on the gliding path
Keeps on replacing each other
Owing to the replacement of the flashing source
And because of the collision of the gliding occupants.

When there is a flash
Across any door
There is a knock
On the door
And the occupant akin to the source
Gets energized to glide.

A SOURCE, WHICH DOESN’T FIND
AN OCCUPANT INSIDE
KNOCKS TO CREATE A NEW ONE.


ALL THOSE WHO ARE CREATED SO
WILL LIVE
AND SHALL LIVE FOR EVER
WITH A POSSIBILITY OF BEING ILLUMINATED
AGAIN AND AGAIN
DEPENDING ON THE GLIDING PATH OF THE ROOM.

They will all live in the pitch-dark room
Till the final collapse of the room
Though there are occupants claiming
That of
Occupants finding another room.




I.
__


I am one among the many occupants
Occupying the room, which has no boundaries.

I was born
Out of a knock from a source
Without
The knock repeatedly knocked
‘Wake up, sleeping you are
And that very moment
An untargeted unilluminated occupant
Collided with another untargeted unilluminated occupant
Not akin to the source.
The knock kept on flashing
BE AWARE BE AWARE
But the unilluminated colliding
Occupants were not akin.
As a result
Begotten was ME.

While being begotten
I saw the reality of the room
The reality of the invisible doors
The reality of the illumination
And the source
The reality of the within
And of the without
On a different plane
And the fact that
There are many,
But alas! ~
The knowing confined to the moments of illumination
Which are seldom.

The occupants
Responsible for my birth
Proved big burden
Since they too get illuminated
When I get illuminated
In the course of my gliding
Because of the common source of illumination
Though I represent wakefulness
They represented slumber
So,
It so happens
That where ever I am on the gliding path
I lose my illumination
Colliding with them.

The impossibilities TO BE and BE AWAKE IS ACCUTE
Despite the resolution to remain watchful actively
Watchful to my non-watchfulness
Despite my resolution to glide illuminated
In the all possible corner of the room
And produce the story of the room and the occupants
I know of
Which I failed to complete
For want of illumination.

12/16/2001

Posted on 12/16/2001
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