I stop watching it midway
In Episode 1, Season 1
Yes, there may be ghosts
Of whatever kind
Aren't they just another kind of form
That manifests in this world
What be their needs and wants
Can they be much different
From those of us humans
And also of animals and plants
Wanting as we all do
To somehow exist, thrive, love, and know
What a mystery, what a thirst
The mind spins out this universe
And seeks to sport in and also know
Little knowing that the mystery is solved
Only upon knowing oneself
As the सूत्रधार of this eternal play
That goes on and on, on and on...
Very strange, very strange, very strange
This heady concoction, this intoxicating dance
Of Eris and Eros across the cosmos.
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Philosopher & Poet. Holds degrees in Medicine (MBBS) and Economics (MA, The Johns Hopkins University). Certified programmer. An avid reader. Worked in various capacities as a medical writer, copywriter, copyeditor, software programmer, newspaper columnist, and content writer. Amazon Author Page - https://www.amazon.in/stores/D.-Samarender-Reddy/author/B0CB7PMW36
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