Cry of your soul...

Have you listened to the cry of your soul ?
I don't mean a battle cry or cry of anguish. But the cry of a wanderer
in eternal search of something , something you can never begin to
define. It is a parallel activity going on in your subconsciousness,
whilst you are working on my daily activities, knowing that they
are trivial.

What is purpose then ? Is it the act of procreation, producing
individual beings for the sole purpose of experiencing life,
emotions, turmoils in order for a wholesome,larger sentient
being to savor them ?
(Sounds like Vishishta Advaitam to me! funny!)

Or Do we at the end of continuous birth-life-death lifecycle ( Yes!,
I do believe in reincarnation because in my last birth I was ??????.)
become the new gods and demons responsible for the creation of a
new multiverse ( I see no reason why there has to be only universe
with only set of possibilities of occurences. I like the idea of a
multiverse where for each action I did take or did not take,
I am there in another universe where I took an alternate action.).


Who do I seek ? What do I seek ? Why do I seek ? Eternal questions
for everyone. Yet ever unanswered , ever disdained as decadent,
ever relegated to the disused corners of the vast corridors of human mind.

Morality, emotions, thoughts- What are they then ? Are they mere
feeble artificial creations in order to structure our existence and
safeguard civilization ? After all, what's right in one country is
terribly immoral in another ? (OMG, this is so Mr.Anderson and
Neo! )

What is the balance ? Who do we seek it ?

How does one seek redemption ? How does one fight and win that
which eats at the very core of his soul ? When does identity emerge
as a consciousness ? When does good and bad emerge ? And what the
heck am I whining about ?