Selective Amnesia There was a point to this. But I forgot.

Silver Lining

I totally believe in the capacity of the human species to survive, against all odds.
And in that sense, in a weird, crooked way, all the environmental issues we create, the pollution, the burning up of resources, the dirtying of water and all the rest of the “ills” of the modern world are (cliche coming up) blessings in disguise, cause it will surely test our spirit and our tenacity. And I have no doubt whatsoever that we as a race and a species will survive. What’s more, we shall ensure that the other species on earth also do.

Disclaimer: This particular post was ideated three days back, and I haven’t taken any efforts to see if anybody else has similar thoughts. I am pretty sure that there are other fools on earth, and as fools seldom differ, this wouldn’t be very original a thought. I therefore, with this disclaimer, indemnify myself against all future suits.

Equality is so boring

Equality is so boring

Crackpot Theory #58

In this post, I proposed a theory that religion and its greatest obsession – that of unity, is actually a look back at Evolution.

According to the Hindu Scriptures, Vishnu takes on 10 avatars to save the world from evil.
The 10 avatars are – 1) Matsya – the fish
2) Kurma – the turtle
3) Varaha – the Boar
4) Narasimha – the half-man-half lion
5) Vamana – the midget
6) Parasu-rama – the axe man
7) Rama – the (well…) Ideal man
Krishna
9) Budha
10) Kalki – (yet to arrive)

My contention (not all mine – i heard somebody saying this, and I badgered my way into the discussion to listen to the whole thing and argue back and forth), is that the 10 avatars show the evolution of life on earth – from aquatic fish to terrestrial man – getting more intelligent and more powerful each time.

Crackpot Theory #57

Let’s for a moment assume that UFO sightings and alien abductions are true. My theory is that, far from abducting humans as research specimens, they are abducting us to preserve us as a species. The idea is to have a few of us humans left alive, in the unfortunate case we knock each other off and wipe out the species.

Rounding up

Ours is a world of rectangles and squares and rhombuses and other quadrilaterals. Of boxes and boxes and more boxes. We live in small or large boxes, sit at small rectangles to study, look at boxes all day, walk out and drive around in other small boxes. We are a race of boxes. So much so that it almost seems like we want to discredit and disown our most original invention ever – the wheel. The circular wheel.

A wheel, circular in shape, came along and changed our very lives. We stopped being uncivilised animals and began to put down roots and become the people we are because of that one big invention. Since then, the one invention that really, drastically changed our lives was the air-plane. Not rectangular or boxed, but torpedo shaped. The next best is of course the light-bulb. Which again was more circular. Is it just a coincidence? Or is there a hint in all of these? Do we need to look at non box shapes for inventions that will change our lives?

Crackpot Theory #56

All scriptures, religions and belief systems (especially the Indian flavour) make a big issue of salvation, of being one with the GOD. Of the glorious days that await us in “heaven”, where it’s difficult to say where we end and god begins.

They point to the way forward, of struggle and penance and meditation and hardwork and virtue. Of being simple and honest and dare i mention joyless. They say that to be one with god, I need to renounce all my worldly pleasures and be a simple hermit. Man, in fact, needs to be devolved. Has to renounce whatever he has fought for all these years.

But what if the scriptures weren’t the way forward, but more the story of evolution? What if they were records of the way taken to be where we are? Why not look at religion and scriptures and holy books as historical records? Instead of -man fighting hard to be simple and renouncing worldly pleasures in order to see god and be one with him, why couldn’t it be backwards – single cell amoeba to first signs of life on the surface to primates to home erectus to homo sapiens?

What if the god and the supreme state of oneness was our first stage of life? What if Unity was actually that first Cell?

Mediocrity is ok. I, infact,

Mediocrity is ok. I, infact, like mediocrity. Gives me something sufficiently vague, yet tangible to base all my hate, my fears, doubts, my failures, my blames on.