It’s been 8 years since I am living a double life. On one life I am a chronic mental patient suffering from Bi-polarity who has not even earned income worth a lakh with his life and is dependent upon the family for his daily chores; on the second life, I am a Yogi with multiple yogic and divine powers who is born as a savior of mankind to the likes of prophets and avatars.
When I look back to my life from here on the eve of the new year
I feel like a god-child who was brought up in a demonic society whose masters
looked forward to my downfall from the day I was born and was treated like a
rare article who would benefit the evil ways of those masters who were around
me. My father stands as a martyr for this cause whose life was more or less
inside a dungeon and who posed no threat for the established society at the
hands of the so-called redeemers of the working-class poor. They had faith in
him as he himself was a contributor in politics and his faith in the system was
worth mentioning even in his last days. Nobody cared to inform him of my divine
birth where we stood low caste and he didn’t know how to raise a god-child and
my childhood and teenage was spent like any ordinary boy in Kerala being
misused by the people I knew for their Voodoo beliefs and I was jinxed from my
birth by my kith and kin. My father was a brave person who stood by his idols
his whole life and didn’t care for the need of changing for his son's special
abilities and he just informed me that there would be gnashing of teeth. My
grandfather was also a similar person who wrote about Allah in his personal
diary and was a staunch believer of God who worked in the CBI as a carrier of
letters for a long time. He just might have been happy when I fell ill and
thought I would also see lord Padmanabha like my mother in her teens and some
denizens of heaven think that my father will foster me again like a good parent
as Vishnuyasha at the end of Kali Yuga on the advent of Kalki. Those who knew
understood that it was about fulfilling prophecies on my part.
The age of Mlecchas has just started and the ruling system seems fit to stand with them and deny and overthrow any spiritual sprouts of the Vedic civilization and bring in a new religion that suits the need of its shudra masters who have earned everything by their shudra ways and set a new religion of Shudras overthrowing the Vedic dictums and establish a new order of Vedanta for their personal interests. We in the process of self-evolution of our consciousness have become just dispensers of our little minds and partakers in our own consciousness in a world of our making excluding divine commandments and rejecting the receiving end of our existence from the divine. We don’t accept any divine religious injunctions or truths and we don’t even accept the Vedic time as Kaliyuga and live somewhere around 2022 AD on an abstract making of human consciousness on time. In short, Hinduism has not become a religion of faith but a religion that wrongfully worships its deities and has just become idolatry and mock of those real deities in temples and scriptures. I once had a vision of a new era where I saw priests taking a vigraha on their head and circumambulating the temple where devotees were kneeling before the image of God in reverence and awe in a setting of a village of plentitude and peace. Maybe the deity was in the proper place for once; on the head of a Brahmin rather than in the vicious minds of superstitious rascals. Right now people visit Hindu gods to see what they believe is their inner self in the temple as idols and those people can’t see a god outside them. These are ignorant rascals who come to defile religion and haven’t even read any serious religious scriptures like Bhagavatam or Puranas and make these idols in the temples small and in the end become owning a big ego and small gods.
It's written that there will be no kings in the Kaliyuga and
Kings will be thieves; so there is no use running behind in the creation of a Kingdom, but that is exactly what is happening with the state also. It has not
contributed to the shifting of times in any nature through its participation and is
worse than a thieving king and Kerala can note this in its history pages that
never wrote eternity in its vocabulary and cheated its population for just
food, clothing, and the desires of the flesh. The nation stands a weak state with no
assets to its credit and dispensing its population as mere workforce as assets
for its wallet and treasury to function. The age that has been fixated in its
classrooms and Government institutions is Victorian in its making and rails the
path for the fall of man from soul to matter. Man has been raised in a new
society that celebrates only the achievements of man which has been framed as
the concern of humanity. None of any
Governments wing down right from militia to Public Relations or posts is interested
in this shift of age where Hinduism breaths a new air of reformation in the new
way of life which are indigenous to this land and where no outsiders have any
voice in creating a new civilization for this land which would just be distinct
and not identical to its previous masters as the Mughals or the Britishers.
Knowing the American President doesn’t make any difference
in Kerala but so does Pinarayi Vijayan in my case. A Person who sits as the CM
of the state whose ultimate contribution to the people of Kerala will be
freedom to their whims and fancies and being under the western influences in
thinking and following trends created by the left-wing which cannot be
considered bright and might be bringing in a K-Rail in Kerala in his lifetime
and the uprising of an atheist society who has no idea what it means to have a
divine goal with life.
For people living unreceptive of the spirit with their life, there is no chance to change and even with receptiveness they cannot handle it
with just one life; for the work of the spirit is the result of many lifetimes
in it.
I visit hell
Man is given authority over every living creature on earth
and in any place you can only work on the restrictions of your authority. It so
happened one night in a dream that I visited a river which was dark and scary and
it so happened to be the Vaitharini river which is in the entrance to hell
where souls are tormented for sins committed. I saw an eagle-like being sitting
on a withered tree stub and I was floating on a river and was chocking without
any air and I realized that such is the state of soul in hell where it is bereft
of the vital breaths and this pranic energy determines our life in hell or heaven despite places which are all shoonyam. I was greatly shocked by this
incident in my dream and great compassion aroused inside me for souls and a
great mission to turn the souls of this world away from hell.
Now some years passed and I heard the demise of Philipose
Mar Chrysostom in Kerala. His soul was exalted by the Eagle like being to three
worlds beneath this world of which I traveled through a flying carpet of which
seems like an atlas of this world and saw two more atlas’s like this to reach a
small Zoroastrian house where the sunlight of this world reached. There in silence, I
received a message that the rats of this world are dying by choosing the wrong
elephants and I got three animals under Daksha’s banner for people to marry from this world. One was a goat, the other a monkey, and the third a dog; they
came from that world as basic human nature to tie a wedding knot on for a
lifetime. Now they're is a different setting which seemed like Overbridge in
Trivandrum Kerala and the Eagle who was Azrael the angel of death now in the form
of a man like Prakash Bare from oru indian pranayakadha showed me muslim kabr’s of
some people who are to be exalted on the day of judgment or might be my friend's or where god's people like Mr. Philipose Mar Chrysostom and the angel bowed before me;
from there I understood that I am in a war between the good and the evil of
this world.
Weirdly an incident concerning the Travancore family has occurred in my family where the King on danger from his enemies got help from one of my distant cousin’s family where he was given a place to hide from the enemies and which moved the King in becoming a Padmanabha dasa and that house is still known as Narakathara till date. And while in sleep all this time I was hearing the song Kumkuma Nira Sooryan from the movie neeyum njanum.