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Exploring the Intersection of God, Mathematics, Philosophy, and the Human Psyche
Can we comprehend God in terms of Mathematical formulation? This topic has fascinated philosopher and theologians for centuries, to formulate postulates that can describe God. Aristotle said once God managed to take a form in the time and space, that thing it will form God, that mean everything else is not God. If God exists…
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A Thread between Life and Death
Say to my friends, when they look upon me, dead, Weeping for me and mourning me in sorrow, ‘Do not believe that this dead body you see is myself, In the name of God, I tell you, it is not I, I am a spirit, and this is nothing but flesh, It was my house…
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ھر لحظه به شكل بت عيار برآمد مولانا جلال الدین رومی
ھر لحظه به شكلي بت عيار بر آمد — دل برد و نهان شد هر دم به لباس دگر آن يار بر آمد — گه پير و جوان شد ہر لحظہ وہ بتِ عیار ایک نئی ہی شکل میں ظاہر ہوتا ہے — دل چھینتا ہے اور غائب ہو جاتا ہے۔ ہر دم وہ یار…
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Darling – A Poem
Darling at that stage of your life, you were too naive and blunt; Maybe your life was too shallow and meaningless; It was, ultimately, pain which made it purposeful and deep. Now since you have gone through all, you still want to go back? That optimum combination of hormones you mistook as love. But…
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Yin Yang — A Poem
What if life and death are on one thread; The same line viewed from different sides What if creator and creation are linked; Only through an inflatable line of creativity What if pain and pleasure are inseparable; Two ends of an intertwined woven thread What if a plausible question hold more truth; More than a conflated and exaggerated answer What if he strives to choose…
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I’m an Equation – A Poem
I’m an equation. Closely bounded set of variables. Some additive, some compounded on one side. Equality to Life…. on the other side. I represent the partial truth of my creator. My creative expressions are indirect expressions my creator. I receive truth from my creator and pass on to my creation. I can’t understand Him,…
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I Love Goodbyes – A Poem
I love goodbyes. I love when people say, maybe we will never see each other again. I love when the eyes sparkle with gratitude for the last time. I love longing, suffering and pain. Each painful moment redefine my future happiness ceiling. I like autumn, which is covered by golden leaves. I like it because…
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Do we judge each other?
If someone claim they don’t judge, while saying this they are infact performing the mere act of judgement. Judgement is infact one of the fundamental criterion for human survival. Act of Judgement follows this sequential process, we acquire previous experiences/observations available in the subconscious mind, estimate the posed threat, apply judgement and make a decision.…
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How Religion and Science are compared to each other?
When I try to imagine the archetype of religion, I see an old man with a long beard, holding a stick in his hand. He is assured that he holds the ultimate truth. He has firm belief that ultimate truth lies in the past. The remoter the referral towards the past is, the more authentic…
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A conversation with a candle – A poem
Last night I asked to the candle of my desolate room; What you want from your expendably extinguishing life While your hair gets combed by the wings of the moths From where have you acquired this illuminating anecdotic fire? You have infused the love of death in the eyes of the poor insects! Since a…
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O my soul – A poem
O my soul, where are you? Do you hear me? I speak, I call you – are you there? I have returned, I am here again. My body has been your house for a while. I travelled in the landscapes of imagination lured by a hope of meeting you. I always wanted to uncover the…