I've been nearly completely inactive in my social networks since mid-July or so. Not that I wouldn't have liked to participate, but I have been engrossed in the redaction of the above essay.
When I tackled the project, I thought it would take a few weeks at most, and that I would be able to maintain my regular pace in other activities. However, I soon realized that the endeavour required great amounts of attention, and that the most efficient way of discharging the task was to dedica
("A free body diagram of a mass on an inclined plane" by Mets501)
Will the island turn into an archipelago ? More poetry today...
How long have I hankered
For the right way to go
How far have I wandered
To know what I now know
Laying under the moon
Rising up with the crow
And the wail of the loon
In the rain or the glow
How many ups and downs
I had to lose the count
Just as with forms and nouns
To keep climbing the mount
How many times I slipped
Escaping restriction
Expecting to be tripped
By disguised protect
(The Wheel of Becoming - Symbolic Representation of Saṃsāra in Tibetan Buddhism)
Poligraf's first album is entitled "Samsara." Traditionally, the term refers to the Buddhist concept of the cycle of birth and death in which all beings in the universe take part and which can be escaped only through enlightenment. Personally, I agree with the view that it is rather that very same process of enlightenment, in which ups and downs are in fact the appearance of constant motion towards spiritual growth.
(Buddha the Conqueror by Nicholas Roerich)
