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britneyshakespeare · 2 months

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You know what's a realization I've made just now at this moment. I've been thinking for the last couple of days about how lately my poetry feels like it has no significance to me anymore, and I don't know why or how. It certainly felt more significant to me when I was youngest, when my poetic offerings were least often worthy of much praise, when I was excited and felt catharsis. Before I was even twenty, poetry became more of a craft/hobby than a diary (to give myself credit, it was a craft/hobby when I was fourteen/fifteen too, but I built that craft/hobby out of my teenage sentiments and obsessions rather than a more concerted effort of skill or construction). And it's been many years since I wrote poetry that was about people; I can't tell you the last time I wrote a poem that was purely about my feelings for another person. More often I write poems about conflicts or problems or things I'm figuring out. Very often my poetry is just inspired by whatever book I'm reading. But I'm not interested in my poetry lately whatsoever; I write it coincidentally. I have no interest in elaborating through that medium anymore at this point in my life. I'm not sure why I continue. And my realization is that I actually have felt this before. My poetry feels like a dormant interest because very few things inspire or excite me right now. My poetry feels insignificant when I'm in a phase where my life feels insignificant.

#this past year of not taking classes and being ill and lonely has had some effect on me hasn't it!!#tales from diana #in some sense the fact that i still run my poetry blog (im writing this as im updating it now) is like #i dont know. it's some sort of hidden blessing for myself and myself only #it's something i consistently update despite all lack of interest and that gives me the motivation to write #is the motivation to post. on my silly little blog that frankly i dont even care about! let alone do i expect others to #no i do care about it. just not care like i get impassioned about it #it's of little import in my life but it's a consistent thing in the background and i'm thankful for it #i am not at the point in my life where i care so much about sharing my poetry #not so much in a self-promoting way but it hasn't been like that for a long time #i've never cared much if my writing got much attention. in fact i've often felt worried when it does #i'm comfortable just showing my mutuals and forgetting about it and moving onto the next thing #it is what it is. i'm sure the next big change that comes into my life will inspire some more interesting poems #but right now it's just going through the motions. and that's ok i've been there before

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prakashswamy · 7 years

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No Dhinam Oru Padhigam hymns or Swamy(po)ems…

No NhAladiyAr or Avvai KuRaL interpretations…

No Swamystery, BeenThereSeenThat, Swamyverse or SwamyView blog posts…

No SwamyQuotes…

No Swamygraphy pic stories…

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No New – in the past 4 days…

Not No More… Certainly not yet..!

Heh.. Heh.. Heh…

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Anyway, despite no new – agmark original – content from Swamy,

the sky didn’t fall…

the sun still promptly came up on east, shining at dawn…

the birds still chirped merrily and flew around merrily…

the strays keep finding many a hiding place in the concrete & steel jungle of compassionless humans to beat the boiling summer heat…

the juicy news loving Indians somehow don’t seem to be bothered about the second coming of the loudest news anchor of them all, with his own channel now…

the rain still doesn’t seem to be convinced that NammaChennai makkaL are worthy of at least a drizzle (when a downpour is the dire need)…

the Americans – more than half of them, at least – still can’t believe their most unpopular President of all time (who they elected democratically only a few months ago) is running the nation like an arrogant game show host, making the unofficial, self-declared big brother of the world aka US of A, the butt of jokes, day after day…

the other crazy despot ruling the rogue nation bordering the other big brother of the world hasn’t yet pressed that dreaded button, to ignite judgement day

the sad state of Tamilnadu that has lost its leader a few months ago and somehow trundles along miraculously as a headless body, is yet to wake up to the reality that there is practically no one around to fill her haloed position…

… wait a minute… this post itself is kinda like one of Swamy’s Nano blogs.. So, is he already back to what he does well – Write! That too, after a hiatus of just four days! Ha.. Ha..

So, since the post has anyway started flowing, why not explore this thought stream a little bit more and expand this to a Micro blog (don’t worry, this won’t be a Macro blong).

The reason why Swamy started writing this post is a truly humbling one. Despite having thousands of followers – all Social Media platforms combined, that is (he isn’t a celebrity after all – & he’ll never choose to be one, knowing how much he abhors BAUHumbug Template Living by the human herd), not one of them – yep, not even a single follower – seems to be perturbed about the absence of any posts from Swamy, in the past four days. Whoa!

While a complete lack of response or reaction of any kind should be expected in this superfast paced world with a gazillion distractions, it had a telling effect on the person who continues to craft his ideas, thoughts, perspectives in the form of social media posts.

By asking himself “What’s the Point!” and contemplating the many possible intellectual explanations (ah, that bloody busy free mind is in action again) – in silence, if course – Swamy was had an awakening – that “he doesn’t matter!“

While Swamy’s hymns, blogs, quotes, photos, comments, reflections, reviews, reminiscences, quips, jokes, clarifications, pointed answers & pertinent questions may resonate with a few fellow humans and may even matter to a few more, they might as well be from anyone else. Some random X, Y or Z, on social media!

Humans need information as much as they need oxygen.

Just as air – polluted or not – is everywhere, providing the necessary oxygen for people to breathe, content too is everywhere, providing the information – necessary or not – for people to consume.

Without information – useful or not – the mind can’t be active, since it needs information to keep churning thoughts.

If the mind isn’t active, there’s no individual identity.

Without the “i”dentity, there’s no existence. For anyone!

As long as a creator (crafter) offers content (output), in any form that a human being is familiar with (books, speech, art, music, etc), s/he will have fans / followers who will – passively, in all likelihood – await the next output from her/im. But,

In a world where quantity overwhelmingly outmaneuvers quality in pretty much everything, it really doesn’t matter who offers the content.

There’ll always be someone else. In fact, a lot more than one – for any type of content.

That awakening really jolted Swamy out of his “I craft original content” stupor!

Because, it doesn’t really matter. At least not in the present reality – however much unreal it is. To anyone – friend, follower, fan or some nondescript human who stumbled across the original content, because big G (oh no, not the Creator G, but the Searcher G) led him/er to it. As soon as he stops crafting content, his fans / followers will always find some other source – who may or may not even craft any original content at all.

So, “What’s the Point?,” in creating anything, if it doesn’t matter at all!

Fact is – as hard it is to swallow, as any hard fact – only Content rules. And will continue to. Content creators just come and go.

Lord KrishNA came & went. BhagawadgitA lives on.

Gautama, the Buddha, came & went. DhammA, his path to nirvAnA, lives on.

ThiruValluvar came & went. ThirukkuraL lives on.

Poets of the three Thamizh Sangam era came & went. The Sangam poetry collections like PadhiNenkeezhkaNakku live on.

NhAyanmArs & AzhvArs came & went. Thirumurais & Dhivya Prabhandham live on.

VAlmiki & Kambar came & went. Their RAmAyaN(am) live on.

Adi ShankarA came & went. His bhAshyams, slOkAs, Stotrams & six paths of worship live on, as are the mutts, JyOthirlingA & Shakthi peetams he has created.

AruNagirinhAdhar came & went. Thiruppugazh, VEl & Mayil viruttham live on.

MahAkavi BhArathi came & went. His poetry & prose live on.

ArutprakAsa RAmalinga VaLLaLAr came and went. Thousands of ThiruvAsagam hymns live on.

PAmban SwAmigaL came & went. His KumArasthavam & many other mantrA like hymns live on.

Paramahamsa YOgAnandA came & went. His “Autobiography of a YOgi” and the KriyA yOgA path he taught live on.

Swami SivAnandA came & went. Hundreds of his books, offering amazing insights into the magnificent spiritual culture of BhArat live on.

Bhagavan RamaNa Maharishi came & went. His “Who am I” self-enquiry and “AksharamaNamalai” and “ULLadhu nhARpadhu” live on.

KAnchi ParamAchAryA came & went. His “Deivaththin Kural” & many unrecorded, deeply insightful discourses live on.

Swami RAmA came and went. His path-breaking teachings, demonstrations and books – including the phenomenal “Living With The Himalayan Masters,” – that opened up the mystical world of Indian spirituality to the materialistic western world live on.

Osho came & went. Hundreds of his enchanting books – including “The Book of Secrets,” which expounds Lord ShivA’s teaching to DEvi Shakthi on the 112 ways to self-realization, and the myriad techniques he taught for self-realization live on.

Agastya muni, Pathanjali, AvvaiyAr, Aristotle, Plato, Rumi, KALidAsA, Kabir, Nietzsche, Whitman, Vivekananda, Tagore, ThyAgarAjA, KannadAsan, ChinmayAnandA, Watts… countless siddhars, saints, poets, realisd beings and masters came and went. The content they left behind, lives on.

The list of great content creators – of past & present (including Swamy’s Master Sadhguru) – is pretty long, varied & impressive. And only their content – spoken, written, sung, performed, taught, transmitted – will live on. May be, forever. This has happened without fail, from time immemorial and will undoubtedly continue to happen, until there’s no time left (oh yeah, we’re a truly stupid species, endowed with one extra sense than other beings, that are very capable of crafting the total destruction of the only planet we inhabit in this incredibly vast, still expanding, universe).

Humbled by this rude but real awakening, Swamy assured himself that he will continue to craft – and share – agmark original content. Of different kinds. As long as he can. Knowing full well that it’s his content that will live on. Not Swamy himself, who – the person(ality) known as @PrakashSwamy – will be consigned to the flames at some funeral place, when he must ease out of the mortal form, in which he remains trapped, in this lifetime. And that’s the only point of creating anything. For any creator. Perhaps, including “The Creator” of all creation that was, is & will be there!

Thank you Lord, for letting me realise that “I” don’t matter. Thanks to the awakening I had, the brand Swamy rests lightly on my shoulders now, with a lot lighter head than before! And with your boundless Grace guiding me for the rest of my existence, may valuable content continue to flow through me, if I’m worthy of being your instrument. PraNAm _/\_

Be Joyful & Spread the Cheer

~Swamy

@PrakashSwamy

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What’s the Point! No Dhinam Oru Padhigam hymns or Swamy(po)ems... No NhAladiyAr or Avvai KuRaL interpretations... No Swamystery…

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