Who Am I?

Contrary to my illusive thoughts of ownership,

For making ‘I’, from me no contribution or helpBirth, hunger, growth, anger, happiness, ageingAnd even desires and guilts, I am not controlling

A male with a female cell did combine,Securely at right warmth in making meThere wasn’t anything I did, in that gameThough proudly identify, saying, it is ‘Me’

To cry when born, to get a breath of fresh air,I did nothing, a wired apparatus, ‘not the heir’Hunger pains signalling from brain make me crySeeking milk and warmth, as well to remain dry

Providence of nutrients, called the ‘kabalinkahara,Contact, passahara, thoughts, manosancetenaharaNourishments, right direction and drive, VinnaharaGifted by nature, certainly no input, I’m not the giver

From birth, up to the point of departure, from this world,For an iota of food even, not the maker, but plants & animalsA parasitic consumer, all had come from outside sources,Still keep mouth open to grab and consume, awaiting chances

To focus attention to a sensual object or a being,Thoughts do flow making me a puppet on a stringA false sense inserted in mind, as the ‘Lord & Master’Bestowed a desire to be protected, till genes do transfer

Even the hunger nor the thirst is under my control,Nature made my organs, how to respond, it does all Desires, even, raging anger, respond to nature’s callWhen & how to die, programmed to obey, I’m just a fool

Exemplary pioneer evolutionist, Sir Charles DarwinCame out with his theory linking Amoeba as my kinUnderstanding process of beings’ natural selection Though lives on tree top, monkey became a cousin

My assigned job by ‘nature’ is to continue gene poolWhen completed, though I still want to cling like a foolAgeing and illness will lead to demise, without my controlAm I different from a plant or from even a beastly animal?

Like to ask here a pertinent questionwhat is self and who does the thinking?Isn’t it a highly sophisticated illusion,Maintained by a complicated neural connection?

The misconception, however does not end thereTo survive must avoid sickness and danger, scareWhen faced with fear due to the vulgarities of natureWe learnt to build weapons to overcome every creature
Dr Ariya De Silva

4 thoughts on “Who Am I?

  1. Dear PAD
    strange it took so long to ask the question
    you have done few things which we have not done yet. including your marriage I AM PROUD OFYOU
    keep looking we are on a trip .like been in luxary hotel when the money run out we take the bag and move on. HOPE TO MEET YOU AT THE NEXT DESTINATION

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    • MLD, What a beautifully put, poetic thought!
      I too want to meet you again in that ‘Hotel’ next
      With some, one gets attached on the first sight
      Such a lovable mate, surely must’ve met in past
      Ariya

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  2. My dear Seelan,
    ‘I am’ trying hard to relinquish the concept, I, Me and Mine
    A dead weight which keeps ‘me’ attached to world, ‘I’ live in
    So to disown the ‘Self concept‘ did try to look ‘my’ real origin
    An exercise to see how much of ‘Me‘ is in this misconception
    Ariya

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