The Human Experiment

The Human Experiment

14 March 2020

 

I was reading today a 2017 article about Quantum theory and the “observer effect”. I have always been convinced since early adulthood that we not only react to our surroundings but can interact with our surroundings in a deeper way than by just the physical touch. This conviction was held earlier in the form of a guesstimate that there was something out there reflecting what was inside and I used to be a very dreamy child convinced that I was not from “down here”. Thankfully my parents were not the type who were intent on making their child prosaic and aware of their circumstances so I was left to myself to think whatever I wanted.

 

I remember once when I was little my elder sister hanging from the iron bars outside the window, covered in insects and telling me she was going to die and I had a feeling this meant she was going to fly away to the stars like the butterfly my father had shown us once transforming from a caterpillar. I was so convinced that I was not from here that I kept to myself most of the time and had very little friends. It was as if I was waiting to leave at any moment in time and would therefore prefer not to be burdened by separations. The stories our father told us or that my elder sisters read out or gave me to read increased this level of dreaminess and expectations of great miracles of the mind on matter.

 

Starting from the year 2010, I became increasingly convinced that there was an intimate interaction between our hearts, our minds and not only Earth but the whole Universe out there. I started writing from that feeling and a lot of my poetry became infused with that thought or conviction. From that time onwards, I carried out a series of experiments on myself and my surroundings to see whether my moods, my beliefs and thoughts could indeed change my surroundings and the events in my life. It is difficult to say whether this happened or not as this could only be measured by experiencing the same life without this experimentation which is, today at least, virtually impossible. In 2016, however, I realized that the fact of wanting to carry out this experimentation had given rise within me of a sort of entity which remained aloof from everything felt or carried out and which I termed “inner observer” to which I dedicated the poem “Finding inner observer” which I am giving the link for here (https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2016/03/16/finding-inner-observer/).

 

I continue to carry out experimentation on myself using my feelings and thoughts to observe what is the outcome of those feelings and thoughts on my life and although I wish I were able in parallel to carry out a human experiment with different feelings and thoughts and have someone else observe the effects, I find it interesting to note that positive feelings and thoughts do indeed make my situation better while negative feelings and thoughts make my life spiral downwards. What was more interesting to note was that negative feelings and thoughts spiraled downwards much quicker and created life surroundings and circumstances which were much worse than on the positive scale upwards.

 

If any of you have carried out such human experiments, I would be glad to hear from you in the comments section. Meanwhile, please find below the link to the BBC article which while a bit old is quite interesting and I leave you with those thoughts and as usual with a link to a video on youtube I hope you will enjoy listening to while reading this or going on with your daily activities.

http://www.bbc.com/earth/story/20170215-the-strange-link-between-the-human-mind-and-quantum-physics

 

 

Thomas Feiner – The Rainbow

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6LCQGveeC5A

Consorts for the Gods

Consorts for the Gods

11 March 2016

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Blue women

We were born from skies

Our souls free

Our hearts glee

Fires coursing through our hands

Caressing healing

 

Our mouths say

Anet hrak nut pray

Sky mother

She watches

Fierce though gentle our footsteps

As we walk in love

 

We roam Earth

Accumulation

Of flavours

Joys and pains

Sum of experiences

Swords of love beaten

 

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All birthing

Is laden with beats

Churning flow

Melding glow

The wave forms as it repeats

Ebb and tide of moons

 

We birth slow

Enchantment our toll

Breath magic

Easing soft

Into light bodies we know

Ultimate journey

 

Shimmering

Gathered momentum

Breathtaking

The twirling

My mind resumes the whirling

Infinite reaches

 

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You reach out

Heavenly lover

Night borne wisps

Breath of Gods

The twitching light bodies flames

Suffuse our bright frames

 

In mortals

You show your design

Mere vessels

They transmit

Your divine blue intentions

As we fly to you

 

Feathers Blue

Flutter ecstatic

Withstanding

All weathers

In touch with etheric selves

Consorts for the Gods

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Watashi no Uso  – from Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso (Your Lie in April)

Liebesleid – Fritz Kreisler  from Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso (Your Lie in April)

Yuujin A – from Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso (Your Lie in April)

Ballade No 1 in G Minor, Op 23 – from Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso (Your Lie in April)

Again –  from Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso (Your Lie in April)

Uso no honto – from Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso (Your Lie in April)

 

Know thyself

Know thyself

20 February 2016

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The dark smarts

Hooded shadows roam

Within night

Their feet slight

Their footsteps lost in silence

Of the blackened arts

 

The stories

Flowers in bouquet

Some radiant

Some wilted

Series of experiences

All set in the growth

 

Memories

Cast in blue windows

To the soul

There is trail

The heart wizens as I fail

To harken to both

 

Listening

To clicks of the safe

Haven found

Give the keys

Crawl indoors upon your knees

Eat me and grow tall

 

Watch me fall

With the winter’s sleigh

Downhill ride

Upon snow

Of white feathers plucked out slow

Breaking my bad bone

 

Clutch it hard

Wish upon my chest

Of treasures

I store none

I gave once my very best

Now I am pauper

 

In life’s game

There are knights and pawns

Some visit

Royal lawns

Others like window shopper

Roam empty handed

 

There is shame

In stolen limelight

Fake varnish

Withered ends

If you lie you make amends

To name you tarnish

 

Know thyself

Meeting at midnight

Clarity

Soul’s delight

In the twining horizons

Watch grow your own light

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Beautiful Boyz – CocoRosie

Lost girls – CocoRosie

We are on fire – CocoRosie

Fairy paradise – CocoRosie

Gallows – CocoRosie

Lemonade – CocoRosie

 

 

Living in split worlds

Living in split worlds

3 September 2015

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I touched your cold face

On a bright summer morning

As the dewdrops fell

 

The Earth welcomed cool

Steaming with the hiss of light

Water fire sinks

 

The cold was your tears

As night’s wake had gifted these

To your marble skin

 

A sob rose in throat

For future lived in past tense

Where hearts would flutter

 

You and I then cried

The loss of what was to be

As neither moved moss

 

Growth is from cutting

Seedlings in another land

Must then be potted

 

I cut through an inch

We winced from the incision

And withdrew silent

 

Hand on your shoulder

Mortal experiences

Treachery of pain

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All senses fail me

A sixth came to the rescue

Enhancing your sight

 

Imaginary

Friends reproach me your essence

That they will feel not

 

You dwell in my mind

Your heart reaching through the space

In between photons

 

Mind said you were dead

Perhaps I am your widow

You painted me black

 

Milliseconds’ fleet

From one beam to the other

As I catch your depth

 

Coded in the words

Meaning of a mind spirals

Through a timeless void

  

Loophole carries me

Writhing spirit did battle

Fragmentation tires

 

Living in split worlds

My soul divides a fractal

Embedded in time

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Hai Dil Ye Mera – Arijit Singh

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ld8ktQ0x0d4