Body and Soul

Body and Soul

After I die,
I wonder how it’d be, when I exist as a soul,
I wonder what it’d be like, when I see my body from the outside,
When I look at the body that served as me when I was a human being, twisted and emotionless; placid in demeanor,
When I look at the eyes that represented my soul, gaze into me impaired of their sight; frozen at death,
When I look at the face that structured my identity when I was a human being, pale and broken; slain as I’m gone,
I wonder what it’d be like, to leave the body that gave me a home; that grew older with me and stayed my lifelong friend,
I wonder what it’d be like, to lose the body that gave me a name; that gave me a voice and followed my every command,
I wonder what it’d be like, to watch the body that gave me life and a form, turn into dust and disappear,
How will I recognize me then?
When I am naked,
When I am faceless,
How will I identify myself without my body?

I’ve been living my life contemplating on how people are temporary,
But it hits me now,
This face, these hands, these legs, this body; all of this is going to go away soon,
I will even have to leave what I recognize as myself today,
The body that I’ve always loved and considered my own, will be pulled apart from me and taken away someday,
I look up in the mirror,
I say, “I love you, you. I think I don’t appreciate you enough”,
I touch my face and feel the life on my cheeks,
The very thought that I’m going to lose this feeling one day, scares me to my very soul,
It hits me now,
And it hits me hard,
That even I am not mine to keep.

Please love your body until it belongs to you.
It is your closest friend, literally and metaphorically.

– Shane
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Love made lovers

Love made lovers

Love made lovers. Take love out of the world and there will be none of them left. The integrity of the world will collapse to inhabit zombies that strive only for invention and glory. The mind-blowing skyscrapers and sceneries will stay in place, but none of them will seem adorable to anyone anymore. We will have travelled to galaxies far away but have no one to mourn over the dead anymore. We will have created paradise on earth but have no one to stop and appreciate its beauty for a while. The world will be a complete wreckage while it still might appear flawless to the eye.

Love made lovers. Take love out of the world and there will be none of them left. The beaches will be empty and no one will hold hands by the shore to give the sea a reason to bring waves anymore. The moon will have no teenagers to chat with at night and no one will stay back to cuddle under the sky’s embrace anymore. The birds will fly around singing their regular rhymes and no one will be waiting to listen to the music of nature anymore. The world will be a complete wreckage while it still might appear flawless to the eye. People say that love is overrated and that there are bigger things about life. They say that love distracts the mind into mediocrity and thereby renders it less productive.

But imagine if minds grew stronger to overwhelm hearts someday, we might actually succeed at advancing the planet with exceptional innovations and grandeurs, but it will end up having no soul.

– Shane
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Hate and Love

Hate and Love

Hate is dark. It grabs all that is starving and makes it, its own. Wild affinities to the empty homes, it takes. But love.
I say, love is light. For even a tiny thread of glow, can throw a sparkle into a death kissed eye. He was empty, after she broke him down. He was powerless, to speak. For it was love that once filled that void in his soul. And I said, hate grabs all that is starving and makes it, its own. And so it did. He rose up, like a tyrant, when he was just a wonderful boy. A sweet innocent boy, on his own now.

He walked up to her. Not as a lover, this time. His fists, throttling with murderous intent. He looked at her, with complete spite. The beautiful girl, he used to carry upon the palm of his hand, like a flower, now at his despisal.

“I missed you”, she confessed in a bedridden voice. The devil crushing his skull died immediately. The hatred smothering with boulders, from behind his teeth, just fell.
And I said love is light, for even a tiny thread of glow can throw a sparkle into a death kissed eye.

“I missed you too”, he confessed, as a tear glistened, proudly, at the corner of his eye, before it dropped. That was
all love needed, and hate never stood a chance.

– Shane
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Circles

We have the first inner circle of family/few friends. We have a second inner circle of some friends/relatives. We have a third outer circle of many friends/people we just know. All these circles would count up to make between 50 to 500 people, depending on how influential, popular and extroverted you are. Every person has these circles and every person responsible for their circles cheer for the elites, superstars and celebrities who might never know them. I don’t mean it is bad to cheer for your favorite leaders/artists/scientists etc. Feel free to do it from time to time when you’re really feeling it. I mean they already have it in excess and you cheering would not matter that much to them. You would be just another voice in the crowd. You would be one among the million messages in their inbox that they’re never going to see. It is like giving to billionaires who have riches that are in vain no matter how lavish a lifestyle they choose to lead, when you and so many of your neighbors live in poverty. Instead if we feed our circles with some of all the unnoticed love we throw around passionately, we’d lift each other up, we’d be a part of success stories of people we’ve known, touched, laughed and hung out with, and we’d grow as a circle, and we’d all be rich and valued and cherished for what we are worth.

– Shane
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Human beings

Human beings at their best are capable of sacrificing their lives for their people, seeing beauty even in suffering and death, and having the moral capacity and means to commit to protecting all of nature and all its beings expecting nothing in return.

Human beings at their worst are capable of murdering millions, raping and plundering their own, and putting the planet in grave danger greeding after money and luxury.

We have the power to be great good and great evil. We can make all the difference if our hearts are in the right place.

– Shane
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Search for meaning

You would find people who struggle with cancer, suffer from extreme poverty and have lost their loved ones to death smile the most beautiful smiles and have great hopes in their hearts when their days are numbered and of pain.

You would find people with secure lives, with everything money can buy and with loved ones close, be rude and in desperation looking into the skies, “Life has no meaning. What is all of this for?”.

The problem is not in the problem. The problem is not in the way the world and life are. The problem is in the heart of the seeker.
Because while some hearts can find meaning, cast away, bereft of joy, some hearts can’t find meaning even in the confines of paradise.

– Shane
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The beautiful home in social media

Isn’t it sad that most of us will keep reading each other’s statuses like morning newspapers curious enough to know but not serious enough to care till the end of our lives and most of our social media groups will barely be alive as we make new friends and with newer groups, older groups will keep piling down dead just like our unfed connections and the only time the groups will be active is for exchanges of congratulations and thank you’s until after so long someday the groups will start popping messages out of the blue when one of your classmates, old friends, family or relatives die and everyone goes into nostalgia mode for two days and start wondering why we never stayed in touch (this is really the state of most 60+ adult groups).

Although it is a bit heartbreaking, atleast the people living in this time have the privilege to be connected at all times virtually and it is a privilege we don’t take seriously. Whenever you’re feeling like it, drop messages in your groups, start conversations, share content that you liked if you don’t have anything to say at the time you miss your people and an interaction might grow by itself. Maybe we should meet more often than just enjoying peeking at each other’s updates. We have the gift of being together while being apart that none of our ancestors had. Maybe we should all cherish that much more.

The family groups are like the front porches of the old houses we grew up in, chattering and celebrating the bond of a family. Everyone might have moved out of that old house now, but the group still represents the same without the furniture and the concrete settings. The school and college groups are our classrooms where we used to go out of our ways to chit-chat with our friends during lectures risking punishment and ironically now even with no teachers breathing down our necks, we don’t talk as much. For people who love each other, the virtual world offers hundreds of thousands of emojis and gifs to express feelings their bodies can’t visibly express. For people who once cared about each other, the virtual world bypasses the human ego trip that is the slayer of numerous friendships and relationships due to the hesitating and avoiding for the humiliation and rejection that can be a major slap on your ego happening face to face, wherein in this age the desperate and loving leanings of the heart from time to time can be met by an impulsive text message to that person without putting that much on the line and that can lead to fix what was broken. For people who share the same passions and aspirations and dreams and never were fortunate enough to ever co-exist in the same places, the virtual world makes them run into each other and brings them together, allows them to collaborate, to lift each other up surpassing all boundaries. For the problems of the real world, behind the enormous power of distribution of information and safety nets of the virtual world, everyone finally has the guts to speak up for what is right.

It is about time we start to see the beautiful home in social media.

– Shane
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