Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "cruelty"

When all are charmed
by the comfort of dusk,
Rise up and write the dawn.
When savages find honor
in celebration of death,
Rise up and mow the lawn.
When baboons try to show strength
by filling up the graveyard,
Rise up and rob the hate.
When clowns behave like it is 2020 BC,
Rise up and write the world’s fate.
When hyenas commit cannibalism
in the name of national security,
Stand up as human and practice humanity.

Person’s worth comes from
their pulse, not from their purse.
It’s okay if your purse is anemic,
so long as your veins got plenty pulse.

It’s your pulse that brings the world to life,
Pulsating heart is radiator during this ice-age.
Ice-age never went away, it just got internalized,
As outwardly in appearance we became less savage.

Human heart is in dire need of a green house,
All the warmth is escaping rapidly.
Melting ice caps will drown us later,
We’ll have kicked the bucket long before,
from frostbitten cardiomyopathy.

Brain’s death is death of the body,
Heart’s death is death of the being.
Kindness keeps the being alive
long after the heart stops beating.

“Miracle and Migraine (Sonnet 1370)

Words are my leisure,
Words are my life.
Words are my gift to thee,
Use ’em wisely for light.

Kind words cost us nothing,
Cruel words will cost us all.
Faith in people costs us nothing,
Systemic mistrust will end us all.

It is common knowledge in the circle,
I don’t control words, I get visions.
However, every miracle takes its toll,
Hence, the migraines are getting worse.

I don’t mind, so long as I am ointment.
You keep the magic, I’ll keep the pain.”

“There is nothing supernatural about visions – or to be more accurate, contrary to traditional belief, it’s not messages from some extraterrestrial domain. Visions are indeed messages from a mysterious realm alright, but like the everyday realm of human perception, the transcendental realm as well is creation of brain chemicals. I won’t go into details here, as I already did that in my early days. One of my earliest works, Autobiography of God, contains a detailed analytical account of the neurobiology of transcendental experiences. However, the question is not whether there is an explanation, the question is, is it worth explaining! Because, while sometimes the lack of explanation facilitates superstition, some things are better left unexplained – such as, love.”

DNA test may reveal your ancestry,
But there is no DNA test for character.
IQ may reveal deficit in logical aptitude,
There’s no IQ test for excellence or genius.

If bloodline dictated destiny,
We’d still be dangling from trees.
Not that we’ve done much better,
But at least there is possibility.

In the end we are all monkeys,
We all come from the jungle.
Question is, have we conquered
the jungle that lurks in our heart,
have we risen yet above the animal!

Ancestry is garbage, IQ is useless,
Living humans don’t rely on such nonsense.
Heart, brain, backbone, these make who we are,
Everything else is mythology of the savages.

Better kind than correct,
Better idiot than arrogant.
Better ignorant than bigoted,
Better exploited than indifferent.

Better broke than bent,
Better naive than narcissist.
Better mistaken than mindless,
Better broken than a cheat.

Better wrong than cruel,
Better ridiculed than rigid.
Better shattered than shallow,
Better ignited than idjit.

Over the years, quite a few sonnets never saw the light of day, because every time I write something radical, I always ask myself three questions – first, is it true – second, is it kind – and finally, is it necessary? And often it’s at the final question, that I’m reluctantly compelled to press delete on quite a few texts. Yet I don’t regret it, in fact, once I do delete that bit of my creation, I feel a huge load off my back – because, my mission is not mindless radicalism, my mission is mindful humanizing of the world. In the absence of heart, even truth becomes mindless – and the mindless never know they’re mindless, they feel like it’s an act of courage.

In English we say:
for the people, by the people.
In Naskarian we say:
my world, my responsibility.

In English we say:
blood is thicker than water.
In Naskarian we say:
humanity is thicker than blood and border.

In English we say:
if you want peace, prepare for war.
In Naskarian we say:
if you want peace, prepare for education.

In English we say:
when in Rome, do as the Romans do.
In Naskarian we say:
when on Earth, do as a Human should.

In English we say:
necessity is the mother of invention.
In Naskarian we say:
compassion is the mother of civilization.

In English we say:
survival of the fittest.
In Naskarian we say:
jungle is built by the fit,
civilization is built by the kind.

In English we say:
the grass is greener on the other side.
In Naskarian we say:
Earth is greener when it belongs to all.