I’m happy to share that my books now have a dedicated home on Amazon through my Author Page. This space brings together my diverse writings—poems, sayings, essays, and reflective pieces that explore consciousness, human experience, and the inner journey. Readers can browse my published works, read descriptions, and stay connected as new books are added.
For many, my writing has served as a quiet invitation to pause, reflect, and rediscover clarity. Having an Author Page allows me to reach those readers more easily and continue that conversation. If you’ve followed my work or would like to explore it, I invite you to visit the page, bookmark it, and share it with anyone who may resonate with this blend of poetry and philosophy.
Here is the link to my Amazon Author Page:
https://www.amazon.com/author/samar
Category: Ignorance (Maya, Avidya)
Why I Have Gone Into Seclusion
In this candid reflection, Sam opens up about stepping away from social chatter and phone calls—not out of indifference, but as an act of quiet rebellion against the noise of life. He muses that most of our problems arise from the restless mind and its endless buzz, which we often mistake for living. Through this introspective note, he invites readers to pause, sip coffee at sunset, and ponder whether peace begins where the “I, Me, Mine” ends. Honest, humorous, and deeply meditative, Sam’s farewell is less a goodbye and more a gentle nudge toward inner stillness.
Nonsensical World
“The world does not make sense. I mean that in a very, very wide and in a very, very deep … More
How to remain in a no-mind state?
“Thou art the woman, Thou art the man, Thou art the youth and the maiden too. Thou art the old … More
Where the Streets Have No Name: U2’s Anthem of Transcendence and Freedom
U2’s “Where the Streets Have No Name” is more than a rock song — it’s a cry for transcendence. Bono imagines a place where identity, class, and faith no longer divide us; where names and boundaries dissolve into something pure and infinite. Born from the streets of Belfast and the deserts of Ethiopia, it becomes a universal hymn for freedom — spiritual, emotional, and human. The music itself seems to climb toward heaven, mirroring our own yearning to break free from limitation and live in a world, or a state of being, where the streets truly have no name.
Living the Dream Life
I realize this life, this world is a dream. I realize I am not the doer but God is the … More
Religiosity
“Until you knock the Hindu out of the Hindu, the Muslim out of the Muslim, the Christian out of the … More
Advaita for Dummies
Is happiness really hiding in the next achievement, possession, or relationship—or is it already within you, waiting for the restless mind to pause? In this article, we explore 16 timeless questions through the lens of Advaita Vedānta and other wisdom traditions—questions like: Is desire poison or medicine? Is the waking world any more real than a dream? What does it mean to be in bondage, or free? Drawing from the insights of Vedānta, Buddhism, Taoism, and Stoicism, this guide simplifies profound truths and shows why “you” are not the doer at all—Consciousness alone is.
Why the Knower Cannot Be “Known”: Advaita Vedanta and the Hard Problem of Consciousness
The Bṛhadāraṇyaka Upaniṣad asks, “By what can one know the Knower?” Modern neuroscience and philosophy of mind echo the same puzzle in the “hard problem of consciousness.” Instruments and theories can track brain states and behavior, but never Awareness itself—the very light by which all knowing occurs. Advaita Vedānta makes the radical move: the Knower is not an object of study but the Self, svayam-prakāśa, self-luminous. To seek it as an object is like the eye trying to see itself. Liberation lies in abiding as That, not in endless inquiry.
What Has Shakespeare/Socrates to Do With Shankaracharya?
What has Shakespeare or Socrates to do with Shankaracharya? Nothing. Shakespeare glorifies the theater of Maya, making us weep and laugh at dream-characters. Socrates spins webs of thought, trapping us in endless dialogue. Both literature and philosophy grant solidity to illusion, deepening our bondage to samsara. Shankaracharya is not another voice in their marketplace; he is the firebrand who torches the whole bazaar. Brahma Satyam, Jagat Mithya—the world is false, Brahman alone is real. Advaita is not here to polish the dream but to shatter it. Wake up. The play is over.