I click on an ex-colleague’s Instagram post, and she appears in my dreams that night – a long-lost associate I’ve not been thinking about lately. Stirred memories?
A person who stabbed me in the back and earned my hatred appears in dreams – asking for forgiveness or trying to mend fences. Is that a subconscious desire?
The deep, dark subconscious intrigues and fascinates me more than the concept of heaven and hell. It is shapeless, formless, intangible and yet controls my actions and thought process with a firm hand.
There are zillions of electric currents that pass through the brain. What really matters is the impact they have on each other, the combinations they form and the energy they trigger. Is it governed by rules not known to us, or is the process as random as human luck?
Luck is the term we have invented to explain everything beyond our comprehension or deemed logic. I guess luck lies inside there – in the undulating currents and the folds of our soul.
does the soul live somewhere here?
there is a world beyond-where
it meets energy divine
unbeknownst to human minds