The collective unconsciousness

Have you read Invasions by Robin Cook? It is an amazing book. A story about alien viruses invading earth with their might and how a lone earthling overcomes them (Well..almost). One aspect that impressed me tremendously was the fact that the alien virus grows in its power as more and more people are infected, and are drawn to the nucleus, the first man to be infected who acts as the head of the conglomeration. They start communicating to each other 'telepathically' and can recognize each part of their conglomerate by their thoughts. That got me thinking....

Why does every one have their own impression of the supreme power? Why is it that everyone has a God that they relate to? And no one has been able to identify the true source of power, the supreme that rules us all? (Of course, this theory is with the assumption that God is real, and completely contradictory to the Dreams). Think of the human body for example, the organs think that blood is God - it brings them life, purifies their 'souls'. The blood cells thinks that the heart is God, sending them as messengers to cleanse the other worlds. Each is trapped by its own self-enforced territory. None of them will be able to arrive at the true source of power unless they all get-together and detail their functions. I think its the same with us too - unless all of us harmonize our thoughts, I dont think we will be able to identify the true power. This unification of thought is not passed on, it is acquired of our own free will - we understand when we are ready to assimilate the information and truth.

But then, the question arises, what is the true driving force of the human body? Isnt every component a vital part? Maybe we are like that too - each of us forming the finger nail, 'treads' in the fingerprint, blood cells and so on of the mighty power we call God. I cant decide whether ignorance is bliss - the true knowledge of our power might upturn the fragile peace we have.

I tried to convey this to some of my friends once, and the comment was 'Alaga irukkenu oru ponna rasikkalam, but oru kolapatha rasikka mudiyathu'. We have a long way to go...

Yeh jo des hai mera

So I came across the post on Deepak's site on humri pyaari bharath mata. I do understand the sentiments, though I dont find myself on the same line of thought. Before you mark me as an anti-Indian, or an ingrate soon to be NRI, let me explain myself.

What is it that we call as countries? Do you see the physical demarcations that this area belongs to the brown skinned and is line ke peche hi sab yellow skinned logon ko rehni chayiye? From where I stand, these 'borders' were created by our ancestors - an act not very different from the way a Lioness marks out her territory. I cant help but think if patriotism is an extension of religious fanatism - how different are Hindus fighting Muslims different from Indians fighting Pakistanis? Where do we draw the line on what is right? We have come to the point that Indian youth moving to the US of A is considered 'brain drain'. Would we say the same if I studied in Tamil Nadu and worked in Karnataka? Why is it that moving around the country is ok, but not moving around the world?

I can identify with the nostalgia though - the place where we grew up, spent the careless years as free spirits is definitely close to our heart, and we will always remember them with tears in our eyes. But we have chosen to come to this land, and we might as well live with the choice and move on with life, enjoying the beauty and the different kind of freedom we have here. Imagine what all we could lose out on if all we do is ruminate our 'woh din'. Arent we becoming more like our grandparents in their 'in those days' moods?

But then, I am talking of an ideal world. A world without borders or a universe without planetarian favoritism should be a collective thought and process. A bubble waiting to burst, given the way our minds work.