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| By Swami Krishnananda Giri Since time immemorial From Plato to Plotinus and Aristotle to Einstein, Man has been trying About his nature and My nature To speculate. In Satyug he did much better but not in this so-called modern age. |
| In the days of old Man could feel My nature whole, But since the days of Newton He began to separate, My nature in different aspects of matter, And began seeking, In his experiments and equations, To estimate. In the middle ages And through revolution industrial, Man tried to calculate My nature by his equations, Of fields and waves, And in his experiments To duplicate. Fail as he did again and again, Faced with contradictions, My nature to explain, I sent my children like Planck and Bohr With some hints about the puzzle Which led to this speculation Of the quantum state. Some thought of Me as a particle, Others as a wave. And to my delight, they had a good fight Over my real state. Then came the stalwarts, Like Einstein and Heisenberg All the old thoughts about Me To eliminate. But in the process they opened Another Pandora's box, Which brought out new problems In real great spate. Some looked at my nature Minute and particulate. Other my nature Cosmic, And wondered, unable To articulate. | |
| Some thought of Me as a Big Bang, Expanding forever, others, steady state Yet others there were who thought, I do oscillate. Then came out the black holes, and worm holes Of Hawking and Penrose, who think they know, But cannot capture Me in their equations, As through those very holes Do I escape. Some think of me as " unnecessary" Philosophical baggage, Not knowing who, in them, is thinking so. And feel that all that is needed Is a "Theory of Everything" Of ten strings and nineteen Dimensional space. | |
| Some, like Bohm, thought they went deeper, But came up with more substitutes, Such as the unfolding enfolding universe, Of his Order Implicate. With computers, some thought, They could overcome The limitations imposed on them By their linear approximations, Only to discover, my chaotic state. Feigenbaum numbers, and Lorentz's butterflies, revealed some of my beauties. Through which I tried to give some hints, Including the Mandelbrot set, only to let them Know, how I constantly bifurcate. Then came those, like Wheeler and dealers Like Davies, who put the cart before the horse, and say that in chance ordering of matter Did their own consciousness Originate. Through all this endeavor, And thanks also to Godel and Bell, Some have at last realized, That eventually they must Capitulate. For, to know My true nature, Is to know their true nature Which may be done Only when one stops everything, And sits to meditate. Mind, breath and prana controlling, Forgetting past and future, And by going deep within, Learn to concentrate. If the Michio Kakus of today Had the real GUT, to do just this much, They would discover, all the ten strings Right within themselves, With six of them curled up, at Planck energy, In their own spines, At its very base. They will also see The black holes and worm holes, Right within them. All they have to do is Penetrate. With patience, practice and grace, They will experience, see and hear The vibrating strings within them, In infinite dimensions do they Reverberate. Then will man realize, That as the 'ego' he himself is a particle And as the soul a wave, Through which, by his own choice, My consciousness did manifest As small or great. When through constant meditation, He will choose this particle nature of his To eliminate, He will realize his oneness with Me As the ocean of Bliss Consummate. | |
Life Positive, July 1997 |
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