I Mura

I Mura

A Story by Dayran
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Tales of Resemblances : XVII

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The dreaded Mura is a trait in the human condition that represents the experience of division. While the division is undertaken to help us discern the difference between issues, our nature responds with a defensiveness by cultivating an imaginative oneness to  narrow the gap between the twin hopes of love and unity. In that he comes to express himself as I Mura. It might as well have been I Caligula or I Nero.

 

In the first great act of the Mura it broke the water bag of the mother and amidst screams and cries of agony brought his brother, the man into the world. Its here in our lives for all such purposes. In the flower, it burst the bud to bring it to blossom.

 

In the world, in our further refinement of the experience of evolution, it breaks the identity of the early man into at least five groups of varna as the African, Caucasian, Arab, Oriental and Indian. Thereafter he maintains the division and helps us to understand the specialization in each division before it burst its banks. When we lose the experience of division we are as pudding in a bowl of jelly, unable to take thought about anything.

 

In dealing with the Mura, the pilgrim comes to understand its relation to the father and how the father is a symbol of such a phenomenon and will in the world. It is unmovable and to borrow Khayyam, ' none of your piety or tears ' will persuade father to change that in anyway. At least for the present.

 

In accepting that condition as being durable, the man can focus on other matters that he can engage that brings a better management or enjoyable treatment of these matters, that is virtually our daily life. It is not without some play. In doing so we cultivate a further division by ourselves wilfully. We separate these things that we do from the job we engage as livelihood. It leads to a greater stability of both.

 

In the content of our learning thereafter, we realize that it is not the Mura who is the enemy. As Scott Fitzgerald said,

 ' it is the foul dust that floats in the wake ' of our dreams. It would help of course to create further divisions with these. It is a discernment of issues and that is the first day of our experience of intelligence.

 

 

 

© 2013 Dayran


Author's Note

Dayran
pic is of the Roman Emperor Caligula

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' Akara Mudhala Ezhuththellaam Aadhi Bhagavan Mudhatre Ulaku ' Translation ..... All the World's literature, Is from the young mind of the Original Experiencer. .. more..

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