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“In love there is no controlling each other. Because, in love there is no each, there is no other, it's all one organic existence, ever vigilant of combined nourishment - ever responsible for combined growth - ever aware of combined welfare. Desire for control is born of separation - where there is no separation, there is no need for control.”

“Missing God Complex (The Sonnet) Usually I write and release one book a month, But World War Human took me several months. An accident turned the world upside down for my family - the fearless legend was briefly lost. When I wrote, how does the bird come and go, I had no inkling that it'd come true in a couple of months. I felt the helplessness of my pathless dropout years, For the first time in over a decade I felt defeatist. Month-long grovelling to doctors left me suffering with inferiority complex, wallowing in self-pity. For a brief while I was actually rendered useless, I honestly lost my link with the rest of humanity. So I did what I hadn't done in a long time, I reverted back to my origin of mission. In his memory I reawakened to my promise, I got reignited with my natural divine vision. Finally I reclaimed my innate God complex, the usual invincibility to outside influence. I returned to life galvanized a thousand folds, Tragedy does nothing but amply my omnipotence.”

“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.”

“Monkeys have a deranged jungle instinct of yapping about their religion, nation and culture, which is why I made it a point to erase mine, for I say again, I exist for I dissolve in all. My life is the experiment I leave to the world; neither failed, nor successful, I am just a humanizing mutation.”

“The Uncultured Idiot (Sonnet 2501-2502) My roots run deep down to the core of earth, spread across the bones and marrow of the human race. Starting out with an insatiable spark of expansion, I spent my early teens devouring scriptures, then my late teens and early twenties I spent assimilating neuroscience and psychology, but it wasn't until my late twenties, a few years after my first publication, that the original Naskarian voice started to awaken, a voice not only beyond nation, religion and culture, but also beyond eurocentric intellectual convention. So many things were unfolding in my mind at once, that it's impossible for me to piece together a coherent timeline of events. But one thing was most striking, it's that, influence of the puny eurocentric schools of thought was beginning to wear off, as cultures of the world found an ideal vessel with zero chains of tribalism. I became empty and let the world pour its wonders into me, so it did, and I burn day in, day out, and each time from the ashes a new pluralist text is born, blasting all archaic, elitist and exclusivist narrative.”

“The Sonnet is Civilization (Sonnet 2235) I hear, 'just because you're a citizen, doesn't mean you're an american'. I say, just because you're american, doesn't mean you're a civilized human. I hear, 'just because you're a citizen, doesn't mean you're english or australian'. I say, just because you're english or aussie, doesn't mean you're a civilized human. I hear, 'hindi bolnese koi hindustani nahi banjaata', I say, hindustani bannese koi insan nahi banjaata. Ved, Koran ya Bible ratta maarnese koi pak ya pavitra nahi banjaata, there's no greater granth than chetna. Tyranny never comes dressed as tyranny, tyranny always comes dressed as tradition. İyilik evren benim, tüm kâinat benim mahalle, dogma de la etnicidad arruina la civilización.”

“Black, white, brown, red, yellow, hetero, homo, trans, poor, rich, literate, illiterate, weak, strong – all are my sisters and brothers. My life is their life. And till the last breath in my body, I shall be serving you with all the power in my veins. And beyond death, my ideas shall be serving you for eternity.”

“Integration 101: I don't exist, that's my law of integration. Had I not told you my name, it'd be impossible for you to know my culture and nation. Any ape can boast about its culture, I'll die roaring for all but my own. I am local of a borderblind world, something illegible to the cavegrown. Borders are glorified apartheid, Passports are glorified bus pass. No peace can ever come to light, from the doings of apartheid heart.”

“Two Naskars (Sonnet 1541) There's not one but two Naskars, one humanitarian, the other sufi - both rooted in a hatebusting blend of reason and warmth, humanizing humanity. The humanitarian sets fire to the blood, the sufi makes ointment out of wounds. Though the sufi came after the humanitarian, it has only magnified the reformer's boon. Along the journey of a humanitarian, the sufi emerges from his soulful sea. Cutting ties with all cave-age customs, oneness is actualized in mindful diversity.”

“Apartheid Sonnet Integration 101: I don't exist, that's my law of integration. Had I not told you my name, it'd be impossible for you to know my culture and nation. Any ape can boast about its culture, I'll die roaring for all but my own. I am local of a borderblind world, something illegible to the cavegrown. Borders are glorified apartheid, Passports are glorified bus pass. No peace can ever come to light, from the doings of apartheid heart. Latinos regard me as latino, Americans reckon I'm american, Muslims consider me a muslim, that's how I've lived as a human.”