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Be glad your nose is on your face-

Jack Prelutsky

Be glad your nose is on your face,


not pasted on some other place,


for if it were where it is not,


you might dislike your nose a lot.

Imagine if your precious nose


were sandwiched in between your toes,


that clearly would not be a treat,


for you’d be forced to smell your feet.

Your nose would be a source of dread


were it attached atop your head,


it soon would drive you to despair,


forever tickled by your hair.

Within your ear, your nose

would be 
an absolute catastrophe,


for when you were obliged to sneeze,


your brain would rattle from the breeze.

Your nose, instead, through thick and thin,


remains between your eyes and chin,


not pasted on some other place–


be glad your nose is on your face!

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Why read Omar Khayyam? Why read fine poetry?

Poetry is all about our feelings and it is a device by which we bring them into the open. We use words to communicate our needs. It may be as prosaic as asking your barber for a hair cut or ordering the sandwich from a deli. Even to your barber you need be more specific than saying ‘just a cut’. It goes for sandwich as well and you need to choose what shall make it as  appetizing as you want.  Poetry is no way different.

Poetry sets all your feelings with greatest economy of words so words are not stumbling about under the weight of all that you feel but you make them sing, rather. That felicity arises not because you with a trowel slap-dashed your beloved in superlatives. You need not bury but burnish her just enough to please her as well as get your inner state across in no uncertain terms.

It is often you hear man calling woman a peach. It is not out of place when she is in her bloom and has a lovely complexion. I would not find it incongruous if Socrates had called his Xanthippe as pineapple. She was a virago according to historical records and the piny sheath of a pineapple just about describes her prickly nature. Be that as it may peach and pineapples are fruits better left on the dinner table. The point is  objects serve as certain clues for something else. They are symbols. These evoke certain emotions and when you read poetry how these are positioned in a line serves as goad in us to trigger emotions associated them.

Poetry works very well when you are in love. When you moon over your love something more than hormones are at work. Ideas of Juliet standing at the balcony kickstarted in Romeo feelings so hard that he wishes he were a glove: 

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand.

Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand

That I might touch that cheek!

That is what poetry meant to do. It makes an idea stand for so many ideas like a cloudburst choking on his heart. Touching a girl’s cheek shall not end there. But everything has its time and place. For the time being the symbol of glove hints his desire without being crude. He desires such closeness.

Can we not use this analogy while we speak of our body and soul? Like young Romeo thrown about by fortunes in love losing Rosaline or finding Juliet are all by chance. We are all eking out a living in the sun, in love and out of love subject to pain and sick of pleasures that are killing us in some other manner. In short our body pulls us in one way while our soul has its needs that need to be met. Like Romeo our body has not yet climbed the balcony to commune with our soul’s delight. Just the same it is there. As humans and given our rational mind we seek our place in the cosmos. There is out there something far greater than our body and its beggarly cravings warrant and when we consider the majesty of celestial spheres and the million years that keep them blazing away our measly four score years must seem beggarly indeed. If such starry canopy is stretched out we must be touched by some royal emblem that we are not aware of. Soul is a symbol of our happy circumstances. If then it is a moot point why do we rather feed the body and starve our soul? Are we fools or what?

Suppose all that cosmos is a bunk why delude ourselves with mysterious cosmos or for that heaven and hell? Such are questions that we can never answer and yet we allow some who claim special privileges as a prophet or an Acharya  to take their words as true! Such a class of conscience keepers can put their yoke on us on fear of hell and damnation to plough this mud-hole we call the earth. What wisdom is there in rejecting our true state to serve motley fools who themselves do not know hereafter and yet on their sayso we are willing to reject our present now?

As a mystic I have composed in the same style as Omar Khayyam using the rubā’iyyāt to express some of the big questions man has down through the ages wrestled with.

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review of Sept. 15 and signed:

The poetry of Omar Khayyam was well known to me from childhood but these watercolor illustrations are so ethereal and filled with both delicate and vibrant hues that they transported me to a magical time that the poet was talking about! Truly an outstanding illustrated book! Very glad I bought the e book and the paperback! It is a tantalizing treasure to return to often during the humdrum days of life! The author ought to be congratulated on this outstanding work!

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Book- VI The Tavern

“In this goblet of wine tears of all dead

Come to surface each sad thought left unsaid:

Among knots of men I sit alone with drink

And memories sink to the depths like lead.”

Why do we drink wine from the grapes? Some drink to forget and some drink to excess and many drink to wind down after a day’s labor. Whatever be the reason we shall never cut ourselves from our connection with the earth. We are merely drinking what is distilled from the earth. In other words we are recycling the idea ‘from dust to dust and ashes to ashes’  where our physical bodies and grapes are things apart from ideas each thing  represents.

In the quatrain(page 169) I have caught the nature of movement from the symbol of a goblet. This goblet filled with wine is the sorrow of living: bereavement, ruined hopes and lives on drift. First two lines denote  tragedy of life in ‘tears’  like bubbles are coming to the fore. By drinking what do we achieve? Do we not blunt the keenness of reality?  These memories are drowned as the last lines make  clear.

Here is an alternative reading:

Much as I seek ‘mong living and the dead

Upwells from this bowl their sighs left unsaid:

Among knots of men I sit alone with drink

And memories sink to the depths like lead.”

Upwells denote revolving earth whereby sighs of men are brought to surface

which with drink we send to oblivion.

I love the poetic form of rubaiyyat for it allows me to state an idea in its rigid rhyme pattern. If the first two lines express an idea the last two lines can be rephrased to give the idea far greater punch. On rereading my collection of quatrains I am surprised that I managed it rather well.

The Tavern as the metaphor for the world.

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In an earlier post I had discussed quantum computing is of a different league than digital computing. Today’s computers, like a Turing machine, work by manipulating bits that exist in one of two states: a 0 or a 1. Quantum computers aren’t limited to two states; they encode information as quantum bits, or qubits, which can exist in superposition. Having qubits means it has an inherent parallelism. It is this property that allows a quantum computer to work on a million computations at once, while your desktop PC works on one.

Let me quote the In Scientific American was news: Physicists have now shown how to encode three quantum bits, the kind of data that might be used in the computers of tomorrow, using just two photons. (For those who think science is not of interest may skip over to the second section)

Let me refresh about computer memory from my previous post. Atoms, ions, photons or electrons and their respective control devices are working together to act as computer memory and processor. It is vital to compress data lest it should clog up the hard drive resulting in the Internet traffic to slow down. In classical computing a series of any number of identical bits encodes essentially the same information as just one bit. For quantum objects, however, this is not the case. Because in quantum computing same measurement made on distinct, but identically prepared, qubits will yield a range values. As such, accurately recording the quantum state of just one qubit involves taking measurements of multiple identical copies and averaging the results. Now, a group of physicists in Canada has shown for the first time that it is possible to compress the kind of data that might be used in the computers of tomorrow — known as quantum bits, or qubits.

For example, if three qubits can each be in a superposition of 0 and 1, measuring them would yield eight possible outcomes: 000, 001, 010, 011, 100, 101, 110 or 111. But for the averaged measurements there are just four options: 0, 1/3, 2/3 or 1. For instance, 001 yields (0+0+1)/3 = 1/3, as do 010 and 100 (the same digits, but in a different order); 110 yields (1+1+0)/3 = 2/3, just as 101 and 011 do.

Because the qubits are identical, the extra information in the ordering can be simply discarded, say the researchers. To make the point, Steinberg draws a classical-physics analogy. “Keeping all of the information,” he says, “is like storing the complete works of Shakespeare just to find out the average rates at which letters are used in the English language.” The results are due to appear in Physical Review Letters.

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When St. Paul writes to the Church of Corinth he writes about Moses leading the children of Israel through the wilderness. He gives the Hebraic account an altogether new twist. He explains the significance of manna and the Rock. In the books of Moses we read he as commanded of God, smote the Rock that supplied water to satisfy their thirst. Paul adds, “for they drank of that spiritual Rock that followed them: and that Rock was Christ (1Cor.10:4) Here is an example of superposition in which the coming of Jesus and his ministry was foretold. If it was divine will in the manner the children of Israel had to agree with other aspects of God’s purpose for the gentile nations. After all God promised Abraham thus,” in thee all families of the earth be blessed.” Gen.12.3

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