By Uma Inder POETIC JUSTICE

Roar, Because You Reign This Jailhouse {Of Self-Imprisonment}

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BY UMA INDER

Vibratory powers of thought
Trapped like bees in a bonnet
Cries of pain stifled and caught
You run but can’t escape it

Dust-devils scattering thought
Caught between hawk and buzzard
Palpitating heart, muscles taut
Who fights, who flees the hazard

Self-imprisonment within thought
Lion is quiet as a mouse
Squeaks from a lion come to naught
Roar, king you reign this jailhouse

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This 'biography' devours its own tail, the second it hungers for a definitive definition of Uma Inder. Such a being, who is being pulverised and reconstituted, will forever elude narrow definition, a final element of wilderness which can never be long-bounded by the constraints of the purely 'rational.' And yet, such a mirror, irrational though it may seem to the conditioned mind, is as open a window into pure being as it is to the ancient traditions which forged this Work. Uma, African-born, of Indian descent, was initiated by a renegade tantric master with whom she lived for a period of seven years in the Balinese jungle and seven more in the world at large in conditions and states which transcended the bonds of consensus reality. Uma is often initially unpalatable to the Western practitioner accustomed to spiritual padding. Time around Uma tends to upset, destabilise, and otherwise rearrange one's manufactured order.

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