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Publish and Forget, Sonnet (When Scientist becomes Poet) | Abhijit Naskar | The Humanitarian Dictator
Write till you drop dead,
that’s my motto of writing.
I don’t do promotions,
have never done book signings.
In fact, once I release a work,
I forget and move on to the next.
In an industry driven by book sales,
My principle is, publish and forget.
I never remember how much I have written,
though the vastness is staggering to many.
All I can think of, how much I have to write,
before I drift into the slumber of non-entity.
At birth we become elements to entity,
upon death the entity reverts to elements.
Make sure to make your trip mean something,
more reason to transcend foolish containments.
that’s my motto of writing.
I don’t do promotions,
have never done book signings.
In fact, once I release a work,
I forget and move on to the next.
In an industry driven by book sales,
My principle is, publish and forget.
I never remember how much I have written,
though the vastness is staggering to many.
All I can think of, how much I have to write,
before I drift into the slumber of non-entity.
At birth we become elements to entity,
upon death the entity reverts to elements.
Make sure to make your trip mean something,
more reason to transcend foolish containments.
Published on September 26, 2024 12:44
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Afterlife is other people (Soul Biology, Sonnet 2476) ― Abhijit Naskar, Sonnets From The Mountaintop

Like many streams finally meet in the sea,
we are all born of nature, and ultimately
disperse into nature, our identity,
our memory, emotions, everything –
then the only place we exist is
in the memories of other people, whose
lives we might have influenced in some way.
There is no transference of soul,
the way our primitive ancestors believed;
soul is just electrochemical response of
uniquely individual makeup of organic matter,
once that individual makeup breaks down,
the individual soul simply vanishes.
Your soul disperses as your body does,
but not your role in other people’s lives.
Entity can be wiped out, but not existence,
existence that has ignited a few lives.
Published on November 11, 2025 13:57
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