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The highest form of
inspiration has the signature of love somewhere in it. Even a great intellectual giant like Albert
Einstein had love in his neurons. His
love, however, was not confined to a few individual human beings; it
encompassed the whole cosmos. When he
said that "there are only two ways to live your life” one of which is “as
though nothing is a miracle” and “the other is as though everything is a
miracle,” his love for the cosmos is what came across. The cosmos was a miracle for him. He loved it.
His love led to his theories born out of his ardent desire to understand
what he loved so much.
Novelist Joseph Conrad
could not have mapped the dark depths of the human heart had he not been
inspired by love of human beings. “Men
alone are quite capable of every wickedness,” he knew. But he also knew that men alone could seek
themselves in the work they do. What
makes a man great is not the work he does, Conrad would have said, but discovering
himself in the work: “for yourself not for others.”
I would couple the above
two views to analyse what inspires me: an urge to understand my world (the
whole cosmos) and my self (my microcosm).
The world fascinates me with its beauty and horror, compassion and cruelty,
its resplendence and its obscurity. All
of them are present within me too. You
don’t know how much effort I require to control the demons within me. My writing is an exercise in that
process. I wish there was more love in
it than anger.
That makes you a human, to control the demons present within. Of course, most of them don't realize that. The effort to bring the best from within is inspirational.
ReplyDeleteYou're right: most people don't even know their inner demons. They think only others have the problem. Most religious people have that attitude.
DeleteBeautiful. As they say , Love heals. True love heals completely.
ReplyDeleteNo doubt. The world is always eroding our love, however. That's the challenge.
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