Death, Ishaisms, Magic, Reality, Reflections

The Real in the Unreal

It’s funny how the world is so full of contradictions; how every time a proposition is presented, the contradictions come rushing in – the opponents, the critics, the naysayers. Not to sound too morose, but I find the greatest contradiction has manifested itself in regards to the impending inevitable, the doom, the death, the mortality, of life.

At times it seems as if we are such fools- confused, afraid and lost in an abyss of ignorance, where despite (presumably) knowing everything, we are in a mad rush to defy it, to prolong, to postpone, what we know will happen no matter what effort we put into it, or rather, against it.

Knowing death is inevitable, why do we discover new medicines to evade it? Can we evade it? What is the point in delaying it? Knowing lost time can never come back, why is there a constant attempt to create ‘time-machines’ and the like? What could possibly be the proper logic behind anti-ageing creams and the fountain of youth? Knowing that the people we love and care for will one day leave us only with painful memories of the past, why do we let ourselves fall victim to that pain? Believing immortality to be a myth, why do we try to achieve it?

It is true that we are a species lost in paradox, mind tricks, and what ifs.

No matter how I look at this, I find only one (some would say illogical) logic- we all want to believe in magic.

Being a poet and a dreamer, I’ve often dealt with those that think they’re a part of the rat-race, the fast world, while we ‘dreamers’ just sit back with our cuppa, the quill and the parchment, to carve verbal sculptures out of ink-drops; and those that think that philosophers and artists, (the vacant wanderers in the corridors of fantasy), couldn’t possibly care about the mighty burden on the shoulders of those, who are in pursuit of the higher endeavours, the real-deal, the ‘now’, so to speak.

We dreamers are (supposedly) out of touch with reality. We dwell in the realms of magic.

Yet one subtly fails to notice that when it comes down to the inevitabilities of our existence, every soul, regardless of their beliefs goes back to the core to believe in magic.

Why else do they love, for isn’t love an extension of magic? Why else do they create products and machines and inventions of all sorts to delay, to prolong the worst, for isn’t that a belief in dreams and miracles? Why else does each human hope- against all odds- for respite, if the scientific fact of the matter nullifies its very possibility?

We are born out of magic, our souls are magic, and therefore it will always be as real a part of creation, as reality itself.

The time-machine will never lose its enigma, the fountain of youth will never lose its charm, and loving another human will never fade away as long as life exists, no matter what we believe, no matter what we think.

In the core of our souls, we are all dreamers, aiming for the unreal, for isn’t reality created by our very dreams?

Just something to think about.

© Isha Garg

Doodle by Isha Garg

28 thoughts on “The Real in the Unreal”

  1. “Is there not a certain satisfaction in the fact that natural limits are set to the life of the individual, so that at the conclusion it may appear as a work of art?”
    –Albert Einstein.

    I love time-loop films as they offer lessons in Karma and Destiny. Immortality would be so boring–given the choice I would move out of here immediately and it has been so for as long as I can remember–but no matter where we go we’re in ‘here and now.’

    Fountain of youth refers to nectar of immortality which creates an non perishable light body as Rudra knot is broken by energy–also known as the rainbow body.
    This dimension looks more like an experiment, a school, a prison house or purgatory.

    I enjoyed reading your post you’re thoughtful! And drawing is hilarious!

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    1. I agree about the boredom in permanence Anand… Despite all that allure that immortality holds, who’d want to be trapped in this world forever? That was quite interesting about the fountain of youth.. It has always fascinated me though, as an idea, a dream.. But given a chance to experience it’s effects, I’d surely decline. There’s something really disturbing about it.. Thank you for your comment. And special thanks for your words on the drawing 😀😊

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      1. You’re most welcome. 🙂 Theoretically soul is imperishable so after enlightenment you join endless line of Siddha beings and become a co-creator as per many traditions.

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      2. That was something entirely new for me to know… I like how you say ‘theoretically’ the soul is imperishable.. 😉 I’ve always taken it as a given that the soul is immortal, imperishable… But now it sparks a new thought… Thank you for your interesting and insightful comments. 😊😊

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      3. Oh there are so many people who don’t believe in a soul so as long as we don’t know anything for sure it’s better to consider it theoretical! You’re most welcome 🙂

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      4. Yes the great debate between science and religion, and believers and disbelievers… 😊 Truly humbled by your lovely feedback and the re-blog.. Your blog is brilliant to say the least..

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      5. There are too many ‘thank-yous’ in our conversation at present, yet to not add another would be injustice considering how grateful I am for this. So, thank you for the encouragement 😊

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      6. Oh you really deserve much more because such clarity of thought process and eloquent expression is indeed rare. Thank you for sharing your views with us and please keep following your heart!

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