Thursday, September 4, 2014

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Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
Mar 29, 2014 at 09:46 am
Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
Yesterday at 10:53 am
Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
Yesterday at 10:51 am
Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
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Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
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Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
Yesterday at 10:09 am
Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
Yesterday at 10:15 am
Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
Yesterday at 07:46 pm
Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
Yesterday at 10:42 am
Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
Yesterday at 10:38 am
Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
Yesterday at 09:57 am
Sri Vara
Sri Vara posted a response on Meena Om's blog Too many Tantriks around!
"The supreme's mediums are enigma to the lay publictheir message is rich , but only a few can fathom its mystery hence, some times they are treated as ''mad'' by the ignorant for example, i wonder how many can really understand mysterious poem like''Ode on a Grecian Urn''john keatsTHOU still unravish'd bride of quietness,Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time,Sylvan historian, who canst thus expressA flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape5Of deities or mortals, or of both,In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?10Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheardAre sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave15Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,Though winning near the goal—yet, do not grieve;She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!20Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shedYour leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;And, happy melodist, unwearièd,For ever piping songs for ever new;More happy love! more happy, happy love!25For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd,For ever panting, and for ever young;All breathing human passion far above,That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd,A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.30Who are these coming to the sacrifice?To what green altar, O mysterious priest,Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?What little town by river or sea-shore,35Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn?And, little town, thy streets for evermoreWill silent be; and not a soul, to tellWhy thou art desolate, can e'er return.40O Attic shape! fair attitude! with bredeOf marble men and maidens overwrought,With forest branches and the trodden weed;Thou, silent form! dost tease us out of thoughtAs doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!45When old age shall this generation waste,Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woeThan ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is allYe know on earth, and all ye need to know.'"
Yesterday at 09:47 am
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Mar 14, 2014 at 01:48 pm
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Mar 15, 2014 at 07:22 pm
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Mar 15, 2014 at 07:15 pm
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Mar 12, 2014 at 04:52 pm
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