Very nice! Robots created Bhakti songs without Bhakti. Emotional life is undoubtedly basic harmony for the pain and the pleasure. Many are running towards happiness without happiness, and sorrow with added sorrow. Never ending running for the cheers mars the devilish life of a human being. Buddha, Christ and Allaha have been projected as pain relievers, though never ever anything got relieved. Emotion kindles the desire the Kama. This leads to anger. Anger leads to krodham amd finally destroys one's life. No one can be stoic. But if one can understand the cause of emotions, one can know the way to change the path towards the karma @ progressive path. B G tells only about that. Vedas thus become more powerful than a verse, prayer or music. Only a petry tuned as Music but rendered a configurations for the realisation of the purpose of this life. K R IRS 271222
On Mon, 26 Dec 2022 at 19:10, Markendeya Yeddanapudi < [email protected]> wrote: > > > -- > *Mar*The Robot Poet and Novelist > > > > Our earth is going under the transformation of the Biosphere, into the > mechanized or cyborged, Cyborgosphere.Our lawyers are trying to change > human relations into the mechanical or contractual relations.Economics, > supposed to be the study of the ordinary man in day today life is made into > the study of the economic man, the Newtonian machine. The very > manifestation of breathing which automatically must lead to smelling, > sensing and interacting at the emotional level, is branded with hot irons > as unscientific and biased. There are many wives and husbands who are > kissing the mobile phones and not each other. > > Once poems and songs sprouted emotionally as a result of enchantment in > the troposphere. Winds parented musics. The breezes and winds were breathed > in, creating the hormones of musics and songs which travelled to every > cell. Mother Gaia poured poetry continuously. The Biosphere lived as the > gigantic music symphony. > > Arrives, mathematics, mechanics and engineering, with the basic mantra > that emotions are the grave sins, unscientific. Editors weld the anti music > of precise, consize, and accurate stick, beating all spontaneous > expressions of poems and songs. A trained editor simply butchers and > slaughters spontaneous expressions. > > Poetry, music and song are parts of the troposphere. They enter each of us > via breathing, and the hormones carry them into every cell. This very basic > feature of living is now made redundant by the arrival of the Robot Poet, > the editor’s ideal. Musics and Songs are made into mechanical engineering, > creating the branded music and song machines. Poetry and song are getting > removed from human lives. Just lie or sit with many limbs frozen by the > mechanical substitute, and just switch on for the precise, concise, and > accurate musics. Don’t dare to sing your own songs. > > Every day, thanks to the mania called economic development, millions of > trees are cut away and more than 50% of earths green cover is gone. Now the > very basic process of nature, the message, poem and music of the air > inhaled, entering every cell via hormones propelling the expression of > musics and songs being eliminated by the machine that gives the editor > approved poetry. > > Annamacharyas, Tyagarajas and much great music flows, being overtaken by > the Robots that compose the Bhakthi songs without Bhakthi. > > YM > -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Thatha_Patty" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to [email protected]. To view this discussion on the web visit https://groups.google.com/d/msgid/thatha_patty/CAL5XZoqGGcUyHWhAqg9wBk0uPoKJkejRv1jVB_S%2B58VyhqvoyA%40mail.gmail.com.
