Remote Sensing , The Psychic, The Peeping Tom Of The Mind
Remote Sensing , The Psychic, The Peeping Tom Of The Mind
The peeping Toms, with a flair to peep into your mind
They speak the words that are not theirs
But speak your words, in their tune
They can tell you, where you go for nature’s call, has a cactus tree
You roll, your eyes in wonder and touch their feet, and lie prostrate, before them
Because, peeping Tom, can tell you and knows your favorite of nature’s call, place
Without ever, even meeting you before in life
You call, the peeping tom of the mind, your guru
He speaks, about your mind, your thoughts, your dreams, some moments of your life, to you
You clasp and fold your hands together
Call out to him in fascination, how can he know, you're some of the life moments
That you, even do not pay attention to,
That you, even do tell to anyone
The peeping tom of the mind has got you, in his palm
To play with your emotions of devotions,
Which you revere and reserve, only for god
Remote sensing, the Psychic, the peeping tom of the mind
Is just the ability of the mind of a person
That you do not get to see and understand, on the everyday life cycle, in life
So you hold, remote sensing, the psychic, the peeping tom of mind, as exalted
But the many things that you see every day and do to respect, is the brilliant ability of the other minds
You do not respect the Engineer, that lights up your house with electricity, every day
You pay no attention, to the mental ability, of an engineer
Because you see, his work, every day, in your house, from the light bulb, that lights up on a flick of a switch
You do not respect the scientist, who shows you, the photo of Mother Earth, from high above in the sky, and from the moon.
You pay no attention to the mental ability of a scientist
Because you see the moon, every day in the sky
So, what, if the scientist, has sent a spacecraft, to the moon, it does not matter to you
You do not respect the automobile engineer, who gives you a car to drive
You pay no attention, to the mental ability, of an automobile engineer
Because you see a car outside your house every day
You do not respect the aeronautical engineer, who gives you a plane
To touch the clouds in the sky
You pay no attention, to the mental ability, of the aeronautical engineer
Because you see and hear the roar of the plane in the sky, every day
You do not respect the doctor, who gives you medicines, to cure your many diseases
You pay no attention, to the mental ability, of the doctor and the biomedical scientist
Because you pop in a pill of medicine, every day
You do not respect the engineer, scientist, who gives you the phone
Because you talk into your phone every day
You pay no attention to his mind ability
You do not respect a nuclear physicist, who harness the power of the atom
You pay no attention, to his mind ability
Because you hear and the call and threats of nuclear war
From the mouths of wile hearts, every day in the news
You pay no attention, to scientist, engineer, doctors, abilities of their mind
Who help mankind and you
Because they are taught to be, who they are, in the schools
But remote sensing mind ability, the psychic, peeping tom of the mind, you do not see them every day
You do not find them everywhere
You do not hear about them in the news every day
You do not see them in schools, because they are not made there
Remote sensing mental ability, the psychic, is also a mental ability, a different mental ability
Just like, every scientist, engineer, doctor, physicist, has a different mental ability
And every one of us has a different, distinct, mental ability
Remote sensing mind ability, psychic, is also a mental ability
It does not come from the world of souls, that some think and relate to
We all live in the world of souls only
Our soul, live within us, in this world only
That is how, we are alive in this world, in our physical bodies
A soul is pure, virtuous, chaste, without blemish
No one can talk to the soul, outside of our body
No remote sensing or psychic, the peeping tom of the mind, or any other person can possibly do it
They just make a fool of a good simple person
The soul is us, we are the soul, we are the body and the soul as one, and so we are alive
Remote sensing or psychic, peeping tom of mind, plays with your mind
With your fears, with your ignorance
When he pretends to talks to a soul to fool you
To impress you, to control you, to make you worship him.
The body is not the soul, the body is an element of nature
No remote sensing mind ability, the psychic, the peeping tom of mind, has any control or contact with any soul, outside the physical body
They are just another artist of the game
The performers and masters of their art, that their mental abilities to read your mind and memories, give them
And their biggest mental ability is to read your mind and memories
The remote sensing ability or the psychic, has not dropped out of the blue
Remote sensing mental ability, the psychic, is just another mental ability
Like any other, mental ability
You do not find the mental ability
Of a scientist, engineer, doctor, nuclear physicist, out of the blue
So why do you stand on your head in awe and surprise
For the mental ability of the psychic, who is just a peeping tom of the mind
Just because they speak to you of your lives you live
The emotions that are yours
The words that are yours
The surroundings that are yours
The dreams that are yours
The relations that are yours
Without ever meeting you and knowing you before, you meet them
They tell you of the many things that are in your mind, that you see and face in your life
But they simply do not understand the character of your emotions,
Your words, your dreams, your thoughts, your love, your troubles, your life
They simply put forward to you, only the cosmetic makeup of your real personality
And you alone know, who and what you really are, deep in your heart and soul
And No remote sensing ability person or psychic or tantric can tell the real you
Because they can not see your soul, your heart
Remote sensing, the psychic, tantric or the peeping tom of the mind
Are no David, who could vanquish Goliath
Are no Angel, who could save the world
Are no Dynamo, who like atlas could hold Earth on their shoulders
They are the masters of their game, masters of their trade,
With a mental ability, which only a few have
But only a mental ability, of a human being
Like any other mental ability of a human being
Remote sensing, the psychic, the peeping tom of the mind, does not predict, and, cannot predict
He just has the ability to read, what is in your memory
He can only peep into your mind, that is his ability
In the world that we live in today
Remote sensing, the psychic, tantric or the peeping tom of the mind
Are from not out of the blue
But yes, a nuclear physicist scientist is out of the blue
A mind that can harness the power of the atom,
Subdue the power of the atom
Magnify the power of the atom
Is out of the blue
He is Brahmastra, he is out of the blue
He is human
Universe is atom
And, remote sensing, the psychic, tantric or the peeping tom of the mind
Is just a confused mind, only wanting to peep into other minds
With no thinking mind of his own, but only the thoughts of other minds in his mind
He is just a peeping tom of the mind, a busy body
A Shanaa, good for nothing, deflated pumpkin
Remote sensing, the psychic, is not paranormal
Nothing is paranormal
Every ability, of the mind of the human being
Which gives rise to knowledge, to wisdom, to skills, is normal
Every action of a human being coordinates with his mind
The mind, the brain, is all-powerful
We are all humans
We are not from out of the blue
But born from the elements of nature, of Mother Earth only
Every human being a witness and faces a moment in life
When he differs and dithers from his path
Of what is right, from his ideology, from his soul
That is being human
We do not have to bare our souls for everything under the sun
We do not have to point fingers at other souls for everything under the sun
That is being human
We are humans
A zillion thoughts come to your mind
And a zillion thoughts are also erased by your mind
But only a handful of thoughts remain in your mind
And the thoughts that find a place in your mind
Give you, your character, your personality, your soul, your essence in life
That is being human
Work is done, commitments are made, plans are implemented
According to real situations and circumstances and their analysis
And not according to predictions of Psychic or astrologer or tantric
That is being human
A player on the field knows how to hook a bouncer
And knows how to duck the body line also
Getting a player out on a bouncer is a game
Getting a player retired hurt on the body line, is not a game
It is a street fight, by Shanaa
The style of the game may be the same for both, bouncer and body line
But the emotion is different, in the way the game is played
In the spirit of the game or just as a Shanaa
That is being human
Remote sensing ability or psychic, the peeping tom of the mind
Puts forwards just one frame of a photo, In the vastness of the memory of the mind, of the person
The psychic, It is not even the camera
The psychic, reads, is the camera, of the mind, of the other person
The psychic is just a printout, of anyone photo of the camera of the mind of the person
A photo tells no stories, it only tells a small paragraph, of a chapter, in a story
Our life is our story, our soul is our story, our good heart is our story
Our passion is our story, our love is our story, our work is our story
That is being human
You will see, what we will show you
We are the masters for you to dance, to our tune
You ask us what you want to know
We will tell you in our very own true words
No need for you to run around in circles, in the jungle of your mind
We are humans
This is our chakravyu
This is our rachna
We are the rachityas
We are complex
We are the guru
We are the humans
We are the masters of the game.