Circus of Life, Mysticism
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Sleep felt like sleeplessness. The sun was about to come when we began the fire today. Tarot was interesting today but I don’t remember if any concretization happened today as was predicted. We decorated the nine planets but birds, squirrels and more birds made it their personal food plates. We kept restoring it almost all day. I drew the yantra with saffron colour on the paper of the last tree of the mountains. It came out bad.

Late noon we trekked to the temple to find cactuses and missing the white bulbs. We sat there long and looked at ourselves humming the sound of the universe. I took three white marbles and placed them such they turned holy.

In the sky a rocket left a line of shooting stars. It bisected the wires over a field which had no lake but possessed it’s name.

Hear well. And stop having sweet sweetie. It’s time.

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Hello, I am Narayan Kaudinya. I work as a teacher. I make films and photographs. For past 8 years I have been travelling the Indian subcontinent teaching and extensively documenting rural and her communities. Learning and understanding culture, communication and various ways of human mind and body. During one of my travels in the Himalayas, I happened to learn the ancient Yogic way of nerve healing, It has since then helped me generously to enter homes for shelter and food in the night. I come back to Delhi. Here mother and I run a small school for children.

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