Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "dogmatism"

When all combine without condescension,
We shall witness God’s face.
Then we shall realize beyond all doubt,
God has never been a person but a state.
A state of mind where division disappears,
That is what godliness means.
A state of sight where separation withers,
That is what holiness means.
This state is beyond beliefs and doctrines,
It is the sacred valley of life beyond life.
There is no life so long as we are divided,
Life united is life brought to life.
There is no God, only heart nonsectarian.
In that heart, You, I, the Father, the Son, all are one.

Bunch of dried up prunes bathing in sewage water
to gain instant holiness are no good to me.
I want the brave and vigorous of heart and brain,
those teeming with life, I want the uncowardly.

I want the uncompromising, I want the unbending,
I want the pure, who’ve conquered their prejudice.
Only the undoctrinated can carry the godly thunder,
only the living can bear remedy to customs of malice.

If you’re failure as a christian according to the
church, you’re likely a true christian like Christ.
I work the world flooded with living Christs and
Buddhas, not dummkopfs obeying the dead and blind.

Enough with brainless bowing to holy heap of compost,
partake no more of the flea-ridden potion of fanaticism.
Abolish all relation with dogma and ritual superstition,
sterilized in the pyre of prejudice, Arise Dharmageddon!

On the 1st day of Ramadan I say to thee,
celebration of Ramadan is celebration of rahmat.
On the 2nd day of Ramadan I say to thee,
the greatest iftar is to lift up another.

On the 3rd day of Ramadan I say to thee,
kindness makes moments holy, not date and time.
On the 4th day I say to thee, till we renounce
apathy, refusing 'interest' counts for nothing.

On the 5th day of Ramadan I say to thee,
helping a human is worth a hundred Hajj.
On the 6th day of Ramadan I say to thee,
service to humanity is service to Allah/God.

On 7th I say, true mercy waits for no month.
On 8th I say, mercy exclusive to month is fake mercy.
9. There is nothing uglier than happiness hoarded.
10. Light shared, is amplified, when hoarded, it's lost.
11. Breaking fast while the world starves, is no holy.

12. Dua without deeds is dua (prayer) of the dead.
13. Only kafir is the one who lacks kindness.
14. Real divinity knows no distinction of faith.
15. The opposite of sacredness is prejudice.

16. Heart is the first and final mosque.
17. Heart set on prejudice tantamount to Quran set on fire.
18. Abandon fundamentalism, and adopt tolerance.
19. What's fanatic is dead, what's tolerant is alive.
20. Tolerance is the awakening of divine desire.

21. Condemn none, convert none, for all are equal.
22. All streams spring from the human heart.
23. Reflections though vary, the sun is the same.
24. Tolerate no more bigotry to poison the world.

25. Surpass all fear, and share a date.
26. Date shared is bloodshed spared.
27. Dogma deserted is harmony harvested.
28. Ramadan is the end of fear and hatred.

On the eve of Eid, I bear reminder - for one
who lives with kindness, everyday is Ramadan.
On Eid al-Fitr, I stand as a promise -
in celebrating each other we rise human.

Gaza is not for sale,
Greenland is not for sale,
Ukraine is not for sale,
Canada is not for sale.

Planet Earth is not real estate,
to pander to your predatory psychopathy.
If you are so hard up for cash, we can all
chip in to buy you some good ol shock therapy.

When someone plays fast and loose with rights
and freedom, their place is either in the jungle
or in a mental institution, not in office.
Fascism, fundamentalism and nationalism,
these are the ultimate mental illness.

I am love, I am tolerance,
I’m the opposite of imposition.
I am equality, I am integration,
I’m the opposite of compulsion.

My mother is Amina,
so is Yashoda, and Mary.
Every mother is divine mother –
there is no first or last, for
every child is messenger to humanity.

Fight not each other over my existence,
fight instead against inhuman advances.
Fight not over petty scriptures riddled
with simian folly, call forth the divine
within – be forthright in treating prejudice.

I am love, I am tolerance, I am what
bigoted monkeys mock as woke and DEI.
No matter what dogmatic primates believe,
prisons of doctrines are not my paradise.

Love who you like,
stay single if you choose.
Have kids when you like,
or abort if you choose.

Keep god or not as you need,
convert to whatever you like.
There is no other grand design,
except a beautiful human mind.

What you believe or don’t is of no
consequence, one true god or another.
Imaginary friends are often therapeutic,
just don’t thrust your friend on another.

In my heart there is Mecca,
in my heart there is Bethlehem.
Humans come first, gods are disposable,
human choice is the God commandment.

No borrowed make-believe,
no quicksand of cowardice –
superstition fading from bones,
as we rise above the prejudice.

No faith is faith supreme,
feeding on tears of persecution –
no culture wears the high crown,
each corazon chariots illumination.

Every faith, culture and tradition, has
created minds of most exalted character –
no geography holds exclusive franchise
over greatness, to be infallibly superior.

Belong to the moment, belong to each other,
past the lingering lure of a toxic heaven.
Wake up to Iftar-e Insaniyat – the First Supper,
love be our cosmic chord, tolerance, our hymn.

Everybody has a right to love and happiness, any book, brain or ballot that demands otherwise, take it to the wilderness and set it free, far, far away from civilization.

Where there is no muslim, non-muslim –
where there is no believer, non-believer –
where all distances are conquered by heart,
outgrowing myths one emerges Merhem-e Manavta.

Compulsion of religion is a thing of the past,
conversion of faith, trivial as changing clothes;
mark of a holy being is not belief, but behavior –
clothes, creed, all wither, not character’s glow.

Christian on Sunday, Atheist on Monday,
Buddhist on Tuesday, Sikh on Wednesday,
Hindu on Thursday, Muslim on Friday,
Jewish on Saturday, try the rest the next day.

Love speaks louder than faith,
kindness speaks louder than scripture.
Service is sanctity, my Eid al-Adha –
tolerance is my azaan, my Eid al-Fitr.

Godliness is measured by one’s capacity to disrupt cruelty, not comply with customs. Fanaticism is the real blasphemy, courage to confront it is real divinity.