Eternal Bliss
Thursday
LEGEND OF NARCISSUS.AND ALCHEMY OF EXISTANCE
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Was reading a book ALCHEIMIST, the writer takes us on the EXOTIC journey of self discovery. The ALCHEMY. Or crux of the book is...
IF U GO , IN PERSUIT OFYOUR PERSONAL LEGEND, WHOLE WORLD WILL CONSPIRE TO HELP U ACHIEVE YOUR PERSONAL LEGEND...
There is a strange kind of optimism and hope lurks in every page. And in the most simplified terms, he tells us about all the difficult philosophies of existence…
In the prologue of the book, THE LEGEND OF NARCISSUS is written, a beautiful story. Telling us the tale of a person, who got so obsessed by his own self that he simply killed HIS OWNSELF by falling in the lake..
LEGEND OF NARCISSUSS: ----
A youth used 2 kneel daily beside a lake, 2 contemplate about his own beauty. He was so fascinated by his own beauty that one day he simply fell in to the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the NARCISSUS. When narcissus died the goddess of forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed in 2 a lake of salty tears.
Why do u weep?
The goddess asked
I weep for the narcissus.
The lake replied.
Ah its no surprise that u weep for the NARCISSUS for though we always perused him in the forest u alone could contemplate on his beauty at close hand.
The goddess said
BUT .......was NARCISSUS beautiful?
The lake asked...
Who better than you 2 know that…after all it was by your banks that he knelt each day2 contemplate himself!
The goddess said…
The lake was silent for some time .Finally it said....
I weep for narcissuss,but I never noticed that narcissus was beautiful,i weep because each time he knelt besides my banks,i could see in the depths of his eyes ....my own beauty reflected.......
What a haunting beautiful story of self obsession and hence self destruction. We all will derive different meaning and moral from this story…my random thoughts which took me on a journey started by this legend. Though they might not be connected with the legend were...
We all are so besotted and bewitched by the SELF and IMAGE that v portray that v somehow lost the connection between self and deeds…we simply feel no need for indulging in 2 that stuff. We see what we want 2 see, we feel what gives us pleasure, we read what suits our philosophies...faith, beliefs, religion all r filtered according 2 self needs and quests...Conscience is smthing which we carry like an excess baggage,easily forgotten one..Someyimes.some incident or happening, jolts us out of our comfortably numb state, but v devotedly we lull it back 2 eternal bliss. its our sure way 2 nirvana, we combat with unwanted things by acting like a pigeon and forgetting all about there existence..
But what we forget is. that there is no escape from the murmurs our heart or conscience keep on mumbling ,we believe that by following our conscience we might lose our dreams, and goals, safely crafted by us and deeply nurtured,,
What we forget is,that,our conscience is our DRIVING FORCE..Infact it’s the EMERALD TABLET in the alchemy of existence, it’s the most sincere being for us, the strengths and help we seek from outer stimulus...without realizing that the fountain of glory and strength is right within us...we keep on yearning for some MASSEHA to descend from skies above to hold our hands and let us pass from the difficult pathoes of existence. We should know that only those who can understand the alchemy of conscience can break the shackles and reach to the heights of success. And strength ..
A STRONG MOUNTAN CAN FACE THE HARDEST OF HURRICANE, WHO IS STANDING PROUD ON ITS OWN FOUNDATIONS…
That was my random philosophy after reading the legend; it might not be connected or encompasses the whole realm of meanings. But still here it is...
That was my impressions. Tell me what u guys derive out of it ;)
Wednesday
RANDOM CHAOS THEORYWow...somebody hacked my blog and erased the last post:((((and s usual the beautiful me..i didnt save the copy...damn damn damn:((((
but all jokes aside why he/she hated UNCLE NARCISSIST so much that he erased only him?thts beyond me..i wrote something and now its nt there along with an email from blogspot people ...i fail 2 understand why ?
i am feeling so sick now..
as per WARPED PHRASE...my friend..whom im torturing for my loss...
Sebia:---i feel like screaming and commiting a perfect murder:(((((whoever done this may his soul rest in hell till eternity:(((((((
Berty:-----juss kill sum folks na...u mite just get who u wanna kill in the bargain
random chaos theory
Sebia:---yeah rite v funny...remember im depressed:((and why anybody got so tortured by uncle narcississt is beyond me..
BERTY:--Did u save it?
Sebia:---well umm the beautiful me..i didnt save it:((((((((((
Berty;----just track him down,,and do the arty..this is known as passion...u did ask fr sm1 who can swear by your blog;)...now do the antonym for narcissus.....
Sebia:----But why the hell anybody would like to commit such a grave crime against humanity and me:(((?
Berty:----mebbe he/she sending u a msg there that: u better not start writing serious...write about the extrovert next na mebbe he likes it n sends some accolades ur way..
Sebia:---i have gt this this and this problem...and im gonna definately do smthing seriously gross now..
Berty:--me was clueless when i first met u...and me still clueless re..
Sebia:---yeah right i have gt great tendency to drivee everybody nuts:((and thanx fr being a great friend..with friends like u who needs ANONYMOUSES 2 make ur virtual life a living HELL:(
Berty:---Sebz u know 1 thing...u dont drive ppl 2 insanity they just drive themselves there...they think its a better deal to stay insane than to grapple wid ya.its a good thing lady diana no more wid us
even she'd get a complex wid ur kinda problems...u knw sebs
u can only blame gawd he got u delivered to earth...at the wrong time..and the wrong place
This ws my conversation with a friend who was trying 2 cheer me up,after all the mess,i fail 2 understand who can derive pleasure out of bugging ppl?and if whoever did this,1 q 2 u?if u are soo tortured by my abstract yup gup tup..why dont u simply stop reading them?...
