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Sea and Seething

Sea and Seething
Myths
Seen from Sri Aurobindo’s master craft

  • The sea seen by the seer-poet Sri Aurobindo, falls and rises with god-like power.
  • Poseidon is the churlish old man of the sea - waving his watery stick at the pert goddess of reason Athene. He rages against the inevitable twilight of the primitive gods: Dylan meets Wagner in full Celtic operatic mode.
‘My mighty voices fill the world, Athene.
Shall I permit the grand anarchic seas
To be a road and the imperious Ocean
A means of merchandise?’*

 
  • The means of merchandise that irks Poseidon are the very means by which men trade one thing with other- sometimes losing instinct to reason or reason to instinct - but ultimately becoming master and commander.
Shall the frail keels
Of thy ephemeral mortals score its back
With servile furrows and petty souls of men
Triumphing tame the illimitable sea?
I am not of the mild and later gods,
But of that elder world; Lemuria’ *


 
  • This is the demonic clash of the Titans within the human - the vital animal instincts, the mental manly reason and the godly intuition of the psyche.

  • Compare now the tragic tantrum of the Greek god with the vast virility of Varuna of the Veda. He is like a fountain of life:
‘in hearts he put will, the fire in the waters, the sun in heaven and the Soma-plant on the mountain.’
And
‘Vast is this wisdom of the divine and the greatest of seers and there is none who can do violence against it; therefore the Ocean is one, yet all these rushing rivers pour themselves into it and cannot fill it.’ *

  • And so we see, from the stern -Varuna steers us in friendship - helping us adventure safely in consciousness
*References:
Perseus the Deliverer and Hymns to Varuna by Sri Aurobindo

from creativecommons
Acknowledgment: to Ganesh Varadharajan for setting off a chain of thought with extracts from ‘Perseus the Deliverer’

KalpanaS

Global?


Global?

What makes us global?
Lingua franca, frankly speaking…
Doomed to the angles of the Saxons
...
......Or towering Babel, disconnected from
The language of the gods ancient that match the digital age
To a t, to a binary, like no other
Mother-tongue
Call it what it is: not global but an English spade
By default.
Has the chat got your tongue?
Six thousand five hundred
Reduced to one.
Taking for granted the malediction
Where s is sliced of he
Old boys networks thrive
But sorority somehow survives
To sing songs of freedom
In colours that are not just red, white and blue.

KalpanaS

DIY


DIY

Sunday ’s the day to go
Screw your shelf
It is after all your castle
Although mortgaged to the hilt
By mountebanks.

Forget that, just go buy another shelf
And bye and bye you will forget
That you are screwed
Take no credit for that.

Sink back, sip screw-ball
Wide-screen on wall
Telling you what to think
As in sofa you sink - so good.

KalpanaS