The chi master

 On the Himalayan Chi-master, the hallucination of the Magician and the strange measurement.(ONLY FOR THE EYES OF THE WAND !)

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And so did it come to pass that the great wizard who with his theoretical physics, his material sciences , his principles of induction, ALL mediated by a banking and political system began to believe that his measurement was invincible, was a religion, and only HE KNEW THE MEANING OF DIMENSION ! & So did it come to pass that that strange chi master whose whispers echo through the mountains of Tibet & the Himalayas must inform him that if the psyche (from the ego, to the Id, to that that controls the organs, to the superconcious) is controlled by a sequence of subatomic particles , all that can be seen by the astute reason filled meditator, & that these particles have gyrational velocity, quanta of micro gravitation and light , and a strange potential state never seen till date other than the great (Michaelangelo), all measurements that can be added to length, breadth and height, but that this strange, without courage wizard, is willing to sacrifice the life of others, in his experiments, to gain a sight that won't bring him an ounce closer to the light & still he believes the spiritual man is dark & he is bright ! What a sad sight ! What a sad night !

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#Science

#Astrophysics

#Einstein

#stephenhawking

TSOTSI MON

 

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          TSOTSI   MON  !!!!!!  

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I am the Tsotsi Mon

Through the network of Nerves

Of the universe I swerve

To your simple hand

Your complex eyes

And remain the final path

The final goal

The one you're born to realize

I, known as the Tsotsi Mon

Call out your wisest scientists

Magicians to bear witness

To the distress of cities

Without me - the particle -

The Angel of Serendipity

The one who controls gravity

At the quantum plank scale

Without fail !  Without fail !

And in me,

There are strange secrets

Of how the black hole Controls        

 The concious quantum space

And how the quantum space

Controls the hole, the stars

The magnetic pole.

Oh My Soul, Oh My Soul !

The Tsotsi Mon organizes you

Not without a goal

Not without the whole !

And to The Messenger, 

The ferryman,

The one they call Badnews

I The Tsotsi Mon

Brings glad news :

For gravity at the macro Al' scale

Controls instinct,

And the electromagnetic wave

Controls thought.

So there are two channels

That are distinct,

Different, that have brought

Life, upon the strife of the forests

And the urban cities.

And I the Tsotsi Mon

Control quantum gravity

That holds the rest

Of your soul together,

Builds your ego to its best

That makes you forget

That makes you

Itty bitty shitty !

And when your Prophets

Saw Angels, singing

In the distance,

Oh did they sigh,

And I did not lie

For your imagination

That little eye

That sees colour,

Looking within:

Like a Mirage, couldn't decipher

The particles of information

I use to make you who you are -

You little fallen hidden Angel

You amnesic mighty czar.

And an inward gaze from oh so afar

Now I know I am who I am

And you are who you are

From the world of energy

You little fallen hidden Angel 

Tonight you'll come back home

Back to synergy, back to synergy

Tonight we'll raise the bar

But we need those magicians

To make this work,

Those magicians who measure

Without the treasure

Of knowing they cannot measure

The outward and the inward

With the same yard stick

At their own fancy leisure.

And know you this

Your Swamis, Pastors, Imams

Uphold tradition,

But we need those magicians

To uphold induction and reason

In the sweet wine of meditation

And there is no treason

For the hour has come

For the secret behind the universe beckons

And indeed it is the season

Of the soul and the final sum

Dum di dum ! Dum di dum !

I am the Tsotsi Mon,

The Tsotsi Mon is Me

And hidden in the world of energy

Away from mass

Your soul will never go.

Even if the wind will cease to blow.

Existing in multiple dimensions

At the same time,

Unseen by the blind ego,

Bending and twisting and arriving

Through quantum space time

Your soul will never go !

And what shall you do to see

What is hidden in you

Is darker than gravity,

Darker than dark energy

And you have built your

Mighty urban cities secretly,

From evil forces like envy

And even when the prophets

Love showered their light upon you :

First conquering the beast,

Then each other, Then nature,

All with a sense of envious lust

You have built your stature.

Now your Gut has come to rust,

And many fear

That your soul has turned to dust

But the soul is where you must

Come back

To me the Divine Tsotsi Mon.

And is it just a crime,

Or is the soul so sublime

To be owned by the Tsotsi Mon.

I cannot tell, I cannot define.

And to the one they call badnews

To the messenger, the mailman

I sing my song in Rhyme,

For he is no erudite mathematician

For the meat of logic,

The meat you choose to Dine.

Call forth your best

For the hour has come

To bear the fruit and to sip the wine.

For I know: the I am that I am !

I am the divine Tsotsi Mon

The messenger to the messenger

The drum of Nirvana, The song of ecstasy

And your soul is mine

And your soul is mine 

Till you traverse this periphery

Till you know the light That's the light's

The light that's thine !

(C) #bababadnews

       #sosaysbababadnews

#Dedicated to those 2 Tsotsis who taught me of honestly understanding & believing in your own mind & feelings, being fearless & the value of brotherhood. You never know where your teachers come from.

#Dedicated to #NassimHaramein for being fearless in the acquisition of knowledge

#Dedicated to the children of #Botswana & indeed of the whole world!!!!!

Democracy

 I have lost a number of people in my life, and I miss them all, but none more than my old man, just because he was the coolest dude I know. He was the kind of guy who never imposed his will on his kids, but always believed in freedom and helping his kids to learn to think for themselves ! Even during my years where I rebelled hard, and without a cause understood by society, he never financially cut me off. He didn't understand my reasons either, but he never imposed his will ! His attitude towards freedom and the free man and truth and goodness was so deep and so lived that he was criticised severely and mocked, and shown the results of his ideals by those who refused to accept them. But, unknown to him, this is his gift: he is remembered by his family, for the past 26 years, every day, not just with the intellect, but emotionally too: EVERY DAY. 

So too is it with #democracy, my dear brothers and sisters, when it leaves us because we took things for granted, because we saw "strong men" impose themselves on critical institutions of the state, we saw a police state arising, we saw a mockery of the #freeman & #freedom, we saw nation states joining hands to mock and kill our beloved, truly strong, and gentle father, and didn't stand alert for this great concept and heroic truth, then know my dear brothers and sisters this shall be our gift : we shall wake up years later with emotional scars unable to open our mouth against the "strong state", with a silent song, a silent cry, a memory hidden in the prisons of our mind, unable to escape, unable to find freedom. Democracy has not been perfected anywhere, and we must plod on building a house of greatness for our gentle, loving, fearless father ! & For achieving greatness the people must know what the state does not want you to know !

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#powertothepeople

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#plodonmybrothersandsisters

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Much of #democracy & its leadership is built around the emotional momentum of the masses but emotional discipline and understanding (in order to set the eyes free) have never been a part of our education system. So, is democracy just a distorted force thirsting for growth through knowledge !

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Letters

 

ON THE MOTHER OF ALL HOLES

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Black holes are the most interesting phenomena in the universe, they undoubtedly influence the workings of the universe & indeed are the most important force in giving soul based particles the relevant quantum gravity (information exchange) that finally leads to life & conciousness & so on and so forth. But that black hole is not half as interesting as its twin: the one in my house. For the past 20 years brother hole has made sure that one sock in every pair I have is sucked in never to be seen again. I place a packet of cigarettes on my table & kaboom it's in a singularity. Just now unvaccinated and very happily sitting with covid it has decided to take my Vicks. What the hell does it need with my Vicks. I have no further hope but to believe in Hawking radiation, & sit back and wait for this monster's energy to dissipate & throw my Vicks back at me. GIVE ME BACK MA VICKS !!!

2. Power is the most addictive drug there is & when men are given too much power, political power, you begin to see undue control exercised over media, & other institutions that cater to civil society. & So the trick always lies in making perfect the system. Just imagine, in this country, if the election commission was tasked with ensuring that there was valid competition & professionalism in the political party sphere as well as ensuring free & fair elections how would that affect all the citizens. I believe we would be a much happier lot.