In my previous post (see here), I began my introspective exploration of Revelation. Here is Part II of this series, which I feel I am writing a bit hastily, but whatever. This is more of an artistic endeavor than a scholarly exposition. Welcome to my inner painting, I suppose. It is in light of … Continue reading Coming to Terms with Faith and God (P.II)
This is the first in a series of posts where I try my best to convey my (nearly) 5-year struggle with faith and God. I've left out the autobiographical details pertaining to my gradual departure from the Baha'i community and resignation from the Faith -- which I have recorded in a private journal for my … Continue reading Coming to Terms with Faith and God (P.I)
There’s not a living soul on this commute. So it seems. Aimless bodies staggering about, perhaps some self-satisfied with titles and honours: meaning derived from a manufactured consent to partake in games and narratives, yet only laxatives that ease the passage of time as we tumble around the event horizon, stretched and warped, till that … Continue reading Commute Aboard Angst
I have an inner life. A network of thoughts and discursive inner-dialogues, sometimes coherent – often dogmatic – but never at peace. It’s a universe borne through me with laws and parameters, nodes and relationships, tones and patterns. It’s an inner life with an ecology that expands inwards and extends out into the world. It … Continue reading I Have an Inner Life.
I see your face and it looks to me that you’ve long abandoned the quest for truths, those inner worlds beyond mere signs and features on the surface. Perhaps in childhood you once had that sudden flash of consciousness where beyond the veil secret voices whispered, “come.” With desperate curiosity you sought your elders out … Continue reading Deadened Hearts