Fork Over Knives

Since March I have only consumed plant food- no oil, dairy or meat, after reading Dr. Esselstyn’s book ‘Preventing & Reversing Heart Disease ‘ and watching the documentary ‘Fork Over Knives’.

I made this decision for four reasons. First, the book convinced me that there is a correlation between the consumption of dairy and meat with cancer. Second heart disease and host of other medical problems can be avoided and reversed with a plant based diet without oil, meat or dairy.The book had photographs of hearts of patients who had followed the plant based diet and reversed their heart condition. Third, you can eat delicious food without counting calories- the book contains healthy and tasty recipes. Finally, I like the diet because it respects the sanctity of life and causes the least harm. Sometimes a life well lived is the one which causes the least harm even if if does not do the most good!!!

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A comment on “A Flowery Prose in Shame”

A comment on A Flowery Prose in Shame:

This poem’s beginning line “Do not say: But for the Grace of God, Karma, Alhamdullilah” should not be taken literally. There is beauty in being grateful to God provided one understands that the relationship between us and God is a complex one involving each having the freedom and responsibility to act. For instance, in every scripture, God asks us to be good to others- the Grace of God is given through our freedom. In this sense, the injustice is in our choices. For us to give our choices the name of God’s grace without acknowledging our freedom in the result is abdicating our free will.

The reference to the forbidden tree; an old love and hate; both men and God playing roulette is again mystical and ought not to be taken literally.

A Flowery Prose in Shame

Say not:
‘But for the Grace of God’
‘Karma’
‘Alhamdullillah’

A flowery prose in shame

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Both God and men abdicating free will

In the Design of pain and suffering.

‘Is God a slave to man’s free will?’

A hungry infant asks.

We repeat without thought,

‘But for the grace of God’

‘Karma’

‘Alhamdullilah’

Soothing, self assuring,

Except to the child

I swear by The Forbidden Tree

This Is:

An instinct, an emotion;

An Old love and Hate;

God and Men playing Roulette

Abdicating Free Will

Note: This poem should not be taken literally. There is beauty in being grateful to God provided one understands that the relationship between us and God is a complex one involving each having the freedom and responsibility to act. For instance, in every scripture, God asks us to be good to others- the Grace of God is given through our freedom. In this sense, the injustice is in our choices. For us to give our choices the name of God’s grace without acknowledging our freedom in the result is abdicating our free will.

The reference to the forbidden tree; an old love and hate; both men and God playing roulette is again mystical and ought not to be taken literally.

Marvel

I am damaged beyond repair,

Breathing with an empty heart,

Pumped by God dancing in White Coat.

Dance no more and

Let Me Go

To my own rhythm and rhyme:

I have been dead a long time.

 

I am more than just a beating heart!

Note: This poem was written after I met a paralyzed man. This is not about me but the issues raised in our conversation.

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The Way to Personal Freedom- 2, Veiled Beauty

I had written this poem a few years ago in a moment of  a spiritual ecstasy and union. It is a feeling of Union and Oneness with Everything.

My love with “It” has been a source of freedom for me. Meditation, knowing oneself, fasting a couple of days a week (or eating less), being awake from dawn to sunrise, all help with this experience. Why is this important? Feel it and you will know.

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I see You in the redness of dawn;

in the virgin sky;

in awakened life at early morn;

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Dove on Deck

in Thunder & Lightening;

in the silence of the Dark Night;

between my shadow and I;

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in the glorious moon and the bright stars;

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in sounds of raindrops:

In the carelessness of children while they play in

Your Thunder, Lightening and Rain;

In waves on an ocean shore;

In the moving wind;

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In hope amidst fear;

In the lust of youth.

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My Allah, O Veiled Beauty, yet I see you not in all Your Majesty:

I see the footprint but not the Foot;

the shadow but not the Object.

I am a shadow of the Object. The Sun will set upon me and my shadow will fade into the Dark Night.

Winter Sunset, Gatineau Parc, Quebec

All that will remain is You. I will return like a raindrop on the ocean back to its Source.

All will perish except Your Face.

My Allah, let me know You as a Friend and let me subsist Within You for an Eternity.

Let the shadow exist without a shadow: in oneness with You