Thursday, December 03, 2020
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Lines
where lines and its entanglements creates the city,
The boundary
The structure
The house,
The home,
The family….
from a big bang,
A blast from nothing …
The space,
The form,
The dimension,
The life
And
The concept….
They say the universe is expanding
Behold…
They continue to remind
There is nothing called real, says quantum physicists
Everything is relative except the speed of light, says relativity
Time is only dimension, expanding universe also shrink to points…
Universe is an entanglement of 12 dimensional string , says string theorists
Universe is a chaos, says disciples of chaos
There are many world, says many world,,,
Those Lines and entanglements
Missing or proven….
But the point has no dimension.
From point to line,
Unknown are
The before, after and the between
When do they begin…?
When do they end…?
Question can be question
Only when the questionable exist..! So, when do they exist…?
Beyond is a concern and limitation is real.
Virtue to visible
And visible to known,…
All are dimension…
Point…Line….Entanglements ….Layers … Form…
The life
We
I
You…!!!
Absentia is the existence.
Sacrifice is the achievement.
This is the form, the point, the line, says Hindu…
Void is existence, says Buddha…
Form is the gift of god, says church…
Formless is the form of God, says Islam…
And
The unknown….
Within the dimensions,
From known to unknown and unknown to known
The life emerges…
Lines originates…
Layers fabricated…
A form is perceived…
An exploration, a development, a confrontation
A barrier, a boundary, a profile
Then
An idea perceived or remains unknown….
Then an artist gets his birth
So is an art And a form ….
The transparent barrier,
A “Lakshmi” bomb explodes….
A child smiles…
Perceptions
Absentia
Void
Meditation
The art
Silence of lines….
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