The Effulgence Within

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Wednesday, July 21, 2021

Coleridge’s Imaginative use of the Ballad Style

Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was as white as leprosy … We see in the above lines of “ The Ancient Mariner” the medieval influence of the supernatural at work in the skeletal ship - the dicing demons on the deck evoking a fearful nightmare of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, July 18, 2021

Beware (A Repeat)

D uped was I, a victim of deceit the ersatz The handiwork of an impoverished soul; I knew him Hurt came to offer his sympathies But I sent him away with a polite Thank You. Some relations are best kept in abeyance Others, fit to be kept in the stables, tethered How is it that they end so soon Even... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, July 15, 2021

Spiritual Alcoholic

Soaked in alcohol lives that man In sane sobriety, I live in mine own Who knows who’s insane? He, or me? God-intoxication Spiritual alcoholism Are one and the same. Sign in to see full entry.

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A Touching Narrative of Kindness keeping a shell of a Man Alive

Wordsworth’s poem “ The Old Cumberland Beggar ” ( click here ) was composed in 1798 and published in Lyrical Ballads (1800 edition). It is a touching narrative of kindness keeping a shell of a man alive; while also an exhortation against the legislative measures to get beggars into poorhouses.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, July 13, 2021

Let us break into pieces

Did you know that whenever the heart breaks out in sheer delight, these moments I'm sure you must have experienced at times, when you are really joyful, when joy is at its pinnacle, then joy becomes unbearable. It may even, ironically, produce pain - as in Keats' Nightingale Ode - "It is not through... Sign in to see full entry.

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Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect

A friend of mine sent this which I found quite funny and wanted to share... A keen immigrant Indian Marwadi lad (when it comes to business, Marwadis are a community no less than the proverbial Jews) applied for a salesman's job at London 's premier downtown department store. In fact, it was the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, July 8, 2021

How we invite Infernal Trinity

Satan was born in heaven. Remember, he is a fallen angel, most dynamic, resourceful and at one time the highest of all angels who nurtured the desire to be God himself instead of being God’s servant. His thought of waging a rebellion against God caused the birthing of Sin, his brain-child-daughter.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, July 5, 2021

A Pause of Silence that Mocked his Skill

There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs And islands of Winander! many a time, At evening, when the earliest stars began To move along the edges of the hills, Rising or setting, would he stand alone, Beneath the trees, or by the glimmering lake; And there, with fingers interwoven, both hands... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, June 26, 2021

Frost at Midnight

Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s Frost at Midnight (1798) opens with an atmosphere outside of Coleridge’s home with the frost performing its ministry, making everything so desolate and bitterly cold that the owlets cry out loud; the eerie surrounding is otherwise ‘too calm’ as to vex the surreptitious... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, June 25, 2021

The Moving Pain of the Discharged war veteran returning home

‘No living thing appeared in earth or air, And, save the flowing water’s peaceful voice, Sound there was none - but, Lo! an uncouth shape. Shown by the sudden turning of the road, So near that slipping back into the shade Of a thick hawthorn, I could mark him well Myself unseen. He was of stature... Sign in to see full entry.

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About this Blog

Embarking on a journey in spiritual quest is fraught with the dangers of doubt, tension and anxiety, disbeliefs, misgivings, and a whole lot of uncertainties. Still, it is that one most integral aspect of life that humankind can rarely ignore or do without. Scientific minds are at loggerheads with what constitute religious truths; likewise, there are close-minded believers that give no credence to scientific facts. What I intend and invite you to discuss here is an intelligent amalgamation of the two seemingly diabolically opposite understandings: whether there exists an interrelationship that can help man to evolve and bloom like the perennial lily?

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