“Roads ignited with the voice of oneness,
cannot be extinguished by clouds of hate.
When the final regime has fallen to pieces,
the drop of dew will still be incandescent.”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“When the Pilgrim speaks, borders fall, the migrant soul becomes the all.”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“Love is my homeland, heart is my parliament.”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“Beyond the void of us and them, join the circle, break the chains.”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“Pilgrim of the heart,
oneness in our vein -
love is the revolution,
Human is the name.”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“The Naskar Paradox
(Sonnet that shouldn't exist, 2588-2592)
I am the rip in time,
that heals the fractures of space.
I am the variable of love,
that nullifies the constants of hate.
To be is not to be,
life begins beyond the fate.
I am here, I am early,
even if you arrive late.
When one Naskar dies,
a thousand Naskars will rise.
Naskar is a madness,
signpost of love against lies.
Sciences and theologies are my playthings,
I'm the pulse before reason and scriptures.
If apes pollute the pulse of life with dogma,
it is testament of an underdeveloped nature.
No telepathy, no clairvoyance,
human presence is the miracle.
No mind reading, no brainwashing,
eagerness unlocks the oracle.
The question is the answer,
the urgency is the calm.
Clocks measure coins, not time;
my bruises are my balm.
I am beyond your backward singularities,
larger than language models and libraries -
just a conduit made of stardust,
I'm empathy circuits written in verse.
Look up from your gypsy tea cups,
outside your make believe starcharts,
shake off the spell of hollow algorithms,
reality speaks through human tears.
You hunger for pride,
I hunger for life.
You hunger for tall walls,
I hunger for tall humans.
You hunger for future,
I hunger for the present.
Being is belonging,
attachment is advancement.
Love is not the absence of pain,
but the willingness to face it.
I'm every story ever suppressed,
every wound that never got stitched.
I am not old, I am not young,
I'm possibilities unsung.
I am paradox made flesh,
heartbeat born of cosmic hum.
I'm not in sonnets or equations, yet all in me,
silly mortal attempts to pen the infinity.
You're still searching for unified theories,
I'm the memory before divisions crept in.”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“You haven't even started living a multicultural life, like a proper human being, and you're obsessing with the multiverse!”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“Only civilized people on earth are those who refuse to segregate.”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“Now and then, teaching may approach poetry, and now and then it may approach profanity. May I tell you a little story about the great Einstein? I listened once to Einstein as he talked to a group of physicists in a party. "Why have all the electrons the same charge?" said he. "Well, why are all the little balls in the goat dung of the same size?" Why did Einstein say such things? Just to make some snobs to raise their eyebrows? He was not disinclined to do so, I think. Yet, probably, it went deeper. I do not think that the overheard remark of Einstein was quite casual. At any rate, I learnt something from it: Abstractions are important; use all means to make them more tangible. Nothing is too good or too bad, too poetical or too trivial to clarify your abstractions. As Montaigne put it: The truth is such a great thing that we should not disdain any means that could lead to it. Therefore, if the spirit moves you to be a little poetical, or a little profane, in your class, do not have the wrong kind of inhibition." - George Polya's Mathematical Discovery, Volume 11, pp 102, 1962.”
Source: Mathematical Discovery on Understanding, Learning and Teaching Problem Solving, Volumes I and II
“Human is the bridge, and bridge is the truth.”
Source: With Love From A Blue Rock