Scientific mind

 A mind so sharp like an edge of a sword,
it pierces the fabric of reality 
and opens it, like a door to heaven.

What's heaven or what's hell?
Nothing matters to it, 
for it has nowhere to go
and nowhere it belongs.

It belongs to the place
where it breathes now,
where it senses now
and where it meditates now.

It finds mathematical underpinnings
and simple postulates 
that defies all criticisms.
Any experiments which disproves it,
just disembellishes the whole theory.

There is no fundamental truth that mind knows,
theories do work, but work under restraints.
You relax restraints, the theory falls apart
like a machine collapses when its bolts loosen,
or a body falls down when its joints lose their grip.

Hence, what's more mighty is the reality, not the mind.
Impossible is the mind which conquers or mimics reality.
A mind is bound to provide abstractions,
imaginations that feel close to reality.
It might work really well or not at all -
it doesn't matter. 
What matters the most
is a never-ending quest
of a limited mind
to appreciated the reality as is.
To stay open and get surprised
every second
of this only life that you've got.

Privileges

Being born was never a choice,
so we lament over it,
we curse over it:
wish my parents were more rich,
my parents were more educated,
and what not!

Indeed, our actions are constrained
by the things we experience 
and the things we can imagine.

But whatever you have 
is a privilege to someone else.
So one can assume that everyone of us,
I repeat, all of us, are privileged in some sense.
Some have got cars, which many can't afford.
Some can buy books, which many can't afford.
Not only individuals, but organisations as well..
Some exploit daily workers by paying less,
ads make money by hackings our brains,
cigarettes kill people, but are everywhere,
newly 18 turned enter sex industry out of despair,
yet we hide behind our curtains and watch them.
Countries looted centuries ago, now are looked down upon-
their poverty is a classroom problem to someone else.

Shutting eyes is easy, as even privileged ones suffer.
Someone is more privileged than us, so we all suffer.
What's important is to act and not just lament,
do something instead of writing a poem (like me) -
small acts that remind you of how privileged are you,
to not support companies which exploit their workers,
to not buy products whose sources are morally corrupt,
to donate more than you save; if you're financially secure,
to act rather than sit; if you're free enough.

An emotion is something, that can make you socially conscious.
An emotion of forgetting your suffering for once,
and hate your privilege can do much good for humanity.
Don't feel coward to be emotional about such things.

It still is a privilege to be emotional about your romantic feelings,
and feel rock solid, stolid, for other things.
To afford a partner sticking around you is a privilege.
To be emotionless, as you walk by and see someone shivering in cold,
is a privilege!