imagination

Who is a dreamer?

A dreamer is one whose mind is capable of operating independently, isolating specific thoughts, believing in a way around the dead ends, experimenting with fear.

Posts like these usually come with pictures of the sky, famous people, or the sea. Here’s a picture of my shorts.

IMG_20180227_205029.jpg

Museum of metal wonders

I went to an Archiological Museum. Did I spell that right? Archeology-cal? Archaeoloji. Ar…Ar… Anglican. Anyway… this museum had some unusual stuff in it. I reached the museum quite late. It was about to close. So, a security guard was assigned to guide/nag me through the entire museum. As you all know, I take my museum visits very seriously. So I explicitly stated that the guard maintain a distance of exactly three metres away from me at all times. Why ‘three’ you ask? Well, that’s none of your business. As soon as the receptionist understood that I had difficulty speaking Bengali, she began to shoot questions in English. “Are you South Indian? Where do you stay here? What did you have for dinner yesterday? What’s your blood type?”. You know…the usual stuff. I mean, she was very attractive. That’s probably why I panicked. After a short, uncomfortable conversation, I began the tour with my personal bodyguard.

There were extremely old paintings and pottery(7-14 century). Just as I was about to finish viewing the ground floor, motherfucker(guard) started to blow a damn whistle(probably to ask me to leave). Another guard heard this whistle and started to blow his own whistle. Within a few seconds, the whole fucking museum was whistling. I could see birds fly away from the roof. Motherfuckers were disturbing the wildlife.

As soon I got to the first floor, I knew it was a different scene. You see, there were these sculptures made of metal, kept in glass housings. They were sculpted in the 9th century. I hadn’t seen anything like it before. Figures sculpted with unimaginable level of detail and yet so tiny and realistic. That was not the impressive part. The figures were not of people or animals, rather it looked like something that was taken straight out of a Stephen King movie. There was a figure with an elephant’s head and a slim guy’s body(It had nothing to do with religion). It was holding a walking stick. It had a hunchback. It looked like it was dying. Then there were snakes, dragons and warriors that looked like trees, stuff that I have never seen or could have imagined. I was awestruck.

How could somebody think of that? How wild does ones imagination have to be to make something like that? Where did he get the idea from? Did an alien put it in his mind? Did he dream of it in his sleep? Did his day-to-day life affect the design of the sculpture in any way? Did his family approve of him spending so much time making figures that made no sense to common people? What was going on in his mind when he made it? How was he able to put an ‘idea’ into a sculpture? Does the sculpture mean something? So many questions.

I don’t have any pictures of the metal wonders because pictures were prohibited inside the museum. And I can respect that. All I have is a picture of a tree, from the museum’s garden.

IMG_20180304_163513.jpg

The metal wonders will always live inside my head. I do not need pictures of them.

On an unrelated note, I got a keyboard. Today is Day 4 with new keyboard.

Side note: I do not know how to play the keyboard.

The Power of Thoughts

 

IMG_20170929_201534.jpg

 

Adaptive biological reprogramming, a.k.a. “evolution”(I made that up) gave us the power to think. No one asked for it. It was gifted to us by ourselves. Despite wielding the awesome power of thought, we still do not know where we come from. It shows how complex nature really is. Pictures of Earth taken from outer space have shown us how insignificant we are in the awesomeness that is the universe. The time frame of our very existence shows us how irrelevant we are in the history of Earth itself. It makes you wonder. What’s the point of all this anger, envy and hate? When the camera zooms out and shows the Earth shrink into nothing but a pale blue dot, you suddenly realize that we are but one big family. In the process, we also learn another surprising truth: WE ARE NOT THE CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE. Literally!

The fact that we have begun to understand our place in the universe leads me to believe that we might not be that dumb after all! We may not be “special” but we are participants of a great cosmic journey. In the words of Carl Sagan, “We are all made of ‘star stuff’ “. The ingredients that make up the stars are the very same ones found in our body. We are part of the universe. I think that is super cool. We are not perfect. We find cures for disease yet fail to realize that we are the cause of many of them. But we are curious wanderers. We sent our kind into space. We reverse engineered from the present and found clues that lead back to the beginning of the unverse a.k.a wait for it… The Big Bang! We study our own behaviour! We help each other. We do not need a “meaning” for life, we create it for ourselves. Through the universe, we realize that it is not always about “me” but it is about “us”. I think we are awesome. Hi five yourself.

 

Creativity

I restarted drum lessons the other day. I think it was the best thing I did after moving here. After all, the loneliness has really started to take a toll on me. To top it all off, I’ve began to get more gay attention. I have nothing against gay people but it just doesn’t feel good. What’s even worse is that I’ve become even more scared of talking to girls. Enough about my boring life.
After the drum lesson ended, I had this thought about creativity. I thought about how musicians composed music. Every musician has influencers. I used to think no one can make something completely new without utilising ideas from their heroes. Everyone builds on what they have learnt. Isn’t that the only way to go about it? I mean, you cannot be born with all the knowledge. You have to learn from somewhere. You might be born with the talent but you still need to get some kind of input before you can make your own stuff.
I wonder if there are people capable of doing something entirely new without depending on anything else. That would be like breaking a law of the universe. It would be like making a colour you haven’t seen yet. Or a sound you haven’t heard. Totally next dimension stuff. What would it be like to see a colour you have never seen? Will your brain be able to process it?
I remember watching a you tube video about imagination. In it, the host speaks about how the tools we make are an extension of ourselves. We make the tools and the tools in turn help us grow. I think our purpose in life is to use these ‘tools’ to do something extraordinary. It doesn’t have to be huge. You can start just by HELPING SOMEONE!
When people go beyond their capabilities and do something completely new, a whole new dimension opens up and thus creats a so called ‘dent’ in the universe. It is hard to explain but you might even feel the new dimension opening up in your mind. It usually happens right after you make someone really happy. Let us all strive to make dents in the universe! DO SOMETHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY! DO IT NOW! DO IT!