Cosmic nirvana and Ai’s “The Testimony of J. Robert Oppenheimer” ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

First beep of birth is prosaic rather than the end beep. Genesis of creation is prosy compare to the terrible honk of apocalypse. Birth is always rudimentary contrasted to the maturity of demise, in where arrival is less poetic than departure. Despite all, beginning beep of birth is always ever certain as like the ending beep. Influx relation between two beeps is evermore relative. Life is the combination of two beginning beeps. One begins with creation and another is begins by the death of creation. One is necessary for introduction and another is exigent for conclusion.

The relation of beeps is correlative here; one can never existed in absence of another. They are interlinked and attached with impermanence. Birth is not permanent here due to decadence; on the opposite, death is impermanent due to the reverse reflection of creation. Beginning and ending beeps is synonymous with annulment. Conclusion annulled the prelude of beginning but cannot stay permanent to its state; instead of, conclusion annulled soon after by the new prelude of beginning. That is to say, ending is not an ending to the end. Each beep of ending is a signal for new beginning.

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… Cloud of positive protons, negative electrons and neutral neutrons and their weird interaction made this mind uncertain for any action. We are always eager to stay permanent in this planet, but per se kill ourselves sans any deep reason. Existence is a leap of atomic relics; it’s a leap into the void looking eerie, to embrace the unknown fate for everlasting metamorphosis of life…
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An interlude always existed between the beeps of beginning and ending. That’s why annulment of life by death is not permanent. Interlude existed there to exhibit the aftermath events. A new outset of beginning started soon after the interval. Nobody knows how, but the prosy repetition of beginning can be treated the everlasting beep of any existence. In that context we can say, there is no reason for mourning or lamenting seeing the stream of demise with shocking decadence and terrifying destruction. Life is not everlasting in anywhere of the planet, but the relic of life is everlasting to repeat the birthing beep in wherever of the universe. Yes, funeral of planetary existence is inevitable; on the opposite, a new fusion of yonder existence is ever certain soon after the funeral.

Ergo, grief and mourning to see the decay and demise is pointless. It’s a prosy resonance of praxis. Mournful person see the earthly death of creation, but he inept to see or realize the perpetual transformation of earthly creation after expiration. Creation is the sum of atomic construction, where molecules fabricate the building blocks of life; whereas death is the essence of destruction, in where relic of destructed particles appointed them for new sanctification. Mournful heart sees the splits of atomic structure and felt tremendous pain for it; but yonder heart failed to realize the essence that, atomic relics still being there for tuning the endless music of creation and destruction. This endless music is the universal orchestration of existence.

Appearance is a repetition of life and death; anyway, appearance means a little if any person put his effort to understand the grand orchestration lie behind the game of creation and destruction in universe. An interlude evenly existed midst the arrival and departure. Interlude prevents the departure remaining permanent here. Departure is the universal whip of death; lively creature terrified to predict itself floating amid the ocean as a relic of unseen atoms, tiny particles, nebulous cosmic dust and void-like eerie dark energy and matters. This is the terrible fate of birth; it cannot stay permanent to its atomic structure but can stay eternal as the relic of atoms. Relic is free from the impulse of any unification; it could stay eternal in the infinite ocean of universe, and could change by sudden to an unknown existence.

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… Something is difficult exists in our quantum mind; something chaotic still ruled us to destroy our inner desire of goodness by tempered badness. We yet not able to meditate our quantum mind in the grand landscape of cosmic nirvana, in where we are the mere part of eternal transformation…
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Existence is life and life is the essence of all mentioned unseen and uneven eternal. This bodied life is atomic and transitory, is identical to the atomic stars of universe. Giant star exploded in relics when it reached its maturity. Explosion of any supernova (the mature lifespan of any star) is equal to the explosion of lively creature in planet. Both of them are allegorically same with the ending beep of supernovas. Their lifespan reached the limit-stage to breed something new from the exploded relics.

Eternity is a transformation of atomic relics. Planetary life is not eternal, planetary death is transient, but the metamorphosis of relics in colossal space of universe is eternal. For that reason it is not plausible consider planetary creation as mortal and perishable. Yes, the visual atomic structure is mortal there but the essence (quantum stage of destructed atomic structure) is immortal. Tiny relics (such as unseen quarks) of any destructed structure leap into the null looking space for eternal reincarnation by transfusion and transformation. They probably do not return in the old planet as like previous, but traveled myriad space of universe with new form and transition.

Destruction of planetary birth (either at any form) doesn’t matter deep in that context. It is just a prosaic ending of temporal. Planetary birth is only temporary; it could end here due to the aging or bad disease, killing and brutal murder could appear as reason for expiration, and it could be collapsed by fatal nuclear bombing in a war. Does it matter deep? No, nothing matter deep in the grand context of cosmic creation; game of restless destruction and reformation is eternal there.

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Universe is the eternal space for continuing the endless cycle of beginning and ending. Conclusion of any lively existence means a pause there. It’s an interval before starting the new episode of life, which maybe yet unknown, unthinkable and unheard to the lively existence of any planet. Universe is a limitless exhibitor of countless alphas and omegas. The mega screen is the allegory of deathless beginning; each interval-beep appeared there as a signal of new beginning. Ergo, mourning is vain.


Yonder feeling once maybe captured the architect’s mind, who gained fame and infamy for his invention. He invented a new death machine with lot of excitement, as if Dr. Faust’s apprentice once invented glacial test-tube baby in laboratory! The great knowledge-seeker bemused to think about the everlasting curiosity of human for discover something new. Faust was astonished to realize that after passing a long time in the planet curiosity driven human mind yet craving to build nature’s replica at any cost. Both were hypnotized to feel the ingenious power of human and captivated by the infinite realm of humanity. They started to discover new light, that may capable eliminates all dark demonic edges for ensuring eternal progress of human.

Civilization is a candle, designed by human to fight against the demonic prejudice for sake of eternal progress. The inventors were fervent to fire the candle; albeit they knew that demon orbits just beside them. Two great minds were eager to fire the candle for knowledge, for enlightenment, and for humanity and progress. Anyway, demon was there. He orbited to capsize the chessboard by making them his pawn to execute the evil desire!

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… Death is inevitable in war and peace; and all these deaths are composed as relics in the giant space of universe; in where they played their rule for eternal metamorphosis of “life”… Invention of new death-technique is always poetic and challenging than any prosy creation… Human is yet not adept to stop death or diversify the planetary life eternal; but they are apt to diversify death to make certain the permanent eternity.
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The inventor of new death machine once captured by demons and felt confident that his invention will help muted the enemies of humanity. He was confident in his reasoning that, his invented machine will check the enemies and pull the rein of dirty war at lastSituation was extremely hostile because of war. Two hostile opponents frequently applied fatal weapons to destroy each other. One opponent was oppressor to its jingoism, tried to possess the whole world by omitting national and cultural diversity. Affected another was looking oppressed and tried to resist the jingoism as well under strong alliance.

Uses of weapon are common in war. Death appeared there as cheapest reward for war-affected people. Everybody is seeing them involved in a frantic battle of killing and mass destruction. They bound to take one side in war. Situation was not exceptional on that time of war. The brilliant inventor provoked himself to take a side and he bestowed his spellbound death machine to alliance’s hand. Reason was simple; he treated them safe and loyal for humankind. Inventor of new death machine provoked by the demonic wording of his faithful side; they influenced him that his invented machine will help to threaten the worst and dangerous enemies of human history.

The great mind of modern century then came to a decision compared two hostile opponents; he then chooses one of them consider better than other. Choice is risky in war. Taking a side is not a security to save humanity and welfare. Chance is evenly fifty-fifty there, which was applicable to the inventor of new death machine. He was not wise, and his decision of taking a side soon appeared negative for entire humankind. That was the beginning of a new poetic death, in where an atom generated bomb is enough to destroy the millions atomic creation in minute differences.

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… The father of atom bomb just fragmented in relics. It perhaps appeared annihilation to him. I just felt that, myriad quarks of his body now flying and mixing them with myriad isotopic dust. I felt amazing to think about Oppenheimer’s fate and bowed my head to the freed atomic relics of his deceased body. It was amazing, because Mr. Oppenheimer is now free to complete his eternal leap into the void…
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Yes, Robert J. Oppenheimer was perhaps comparing his position in yonder reality, where demise of enemies at any cost appeared necessary to him for saving the entire humanity. Oppenheimer, the father of atom bomb was most probably bewildered to see that, lively creatures are leaps in a void regards their zeal to stay more in life with self-hostility. He captured by the philosophy of eternal alphas and omegas. Destruction always appeared there as starter of new beginning. Oppenheimer discovered his position as an agent of this blind calamity, which is capable to destroy the temporal creation for an eternal transformation. He was visionary before the dramatic moment of destruction, was certainly unmindful to consider his commonsense; instead of, he recalled the Vedic proclamation of God Vishnu, where the omnipotent God proclaimed his eternity that:

“Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.”

Oppenheimer discovered himself analogical with God Vishnu’s proclamation. He wondered to consider his position that, a man could take God’s part becoming a destroyer of creation if he wishes! It was the successful initiation of unprecedented death in a minute difference. The threat of radioactive death not ended by the extermination of Führer or the peaceful death of Robert J. Oppenheimer; it yet exists and now appeared a risky for today’s lively creatures. Several nations are now able to destroy the world by moment beeps. Anyway, Oppenheimer should have felt guilty for his dangerous invention; he could not have avoided superior responsibility for the mass demise of humanity; and should have killed himself before court trial; yes, he should have ashamed of himself for his filthy invention of killing and destruction in moment beeps. 

It was indeed better if the great scientist labeled him name as mass killer, designer of new epidemic, and executioner of millions innocent. His trusted alliance named his invention by funny words. They named it “Little boy” and “Fat man” before ensured the funny death of millions in Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Oppenheimer’s “Little boy” carried uranium-235 (13-18 TNT) and bombarded Hiroshima; his “Fat man” carried plutonium-239 (20-22 TNT) and bombarded Nagasaki. The funniest thing was that, they killed such people who were not liable for the fatal invention and dirty war anymore. However, Oppenheimer perhaps forgot the proverbs that, “Kings are wrestled one another and weeds died.” Myriad weeds were just embraced death for their eternal transformation in an unknown universe. They were not even gets a chance to see his bemused face; the inventor of death was perhaps preparing himself for next consequences.

The incident was negative but fate of “next” was not fully negative or suicidal for Oppenheimer. We saw him lived a peaceful life in Saint John of Virgin island with his wife and daughter. His later life was non-violent by sailing boat in honeysuckle atomic sunshine, and searching the ways to freed science from political meddling, so that greedy politicians could never exploited any scientific invention for further destruction.

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… It was indeed better if the great scientist labeled him name as mass killer, designer of new epidemic, and executioner of millions innocent. His trusted alliance named his invention by funny words. They named it “Little boy” and “Fat man” before ensured the funny death of millions in Hiroshima and Nagasaki… The brilliant scientist passed his rest life as an upset Faust, who was not foresighted enough to realize the tricks of power politics. Above all, he was the man amid thousands, captivated by the hidden desire to engrave his name in the hall of fame…
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Oppenheimer was strangely resting his mind despite the sharp criticism and humiliation on that time. Is it? Perhaps not, he lived a peaceful life latent the discomfort in his mind. The brilliant scientist passed his rest life as an upset Faust, who was not foresighted enough to realize the tricks of power politics. Above all, he was the man amid thousands, captivated by the hidden desire to engrave his name in the hall of fame.

Many people criticized political philosopher Thomas Hobbes for his virulent attitude to human nature, but few among them are able to watch the blind force of war as Hobbes did in his time; and minute of them yet able to realize the inherent ambition of human to see itself grand, powerful and superior over others. Oppenheimer recalled Vedic declaration in the moment of destruction. He recalled the Hindu scripture to find consolation for his own sake. Because, he wanted to mute his conscience by justifying his action is naught according universal fate of creation. Oppenheimer perhaps trembled with self-disgrace if he saw himself in Hobbes mirror, if he recalled the faultfinder on that moment of atomic destruction. War is not honey and human nature is not altruistic by nature to feel humanity sans any valid reason or self-interest. Hobbes enfolded the truth in his book “Leviathan”, where the Englishman said:

“Whatsoever therefore is consequent to a time of war, where every” man is enemy to every man, the same consequent to the time wherein men live without other security than what their own strength and their own invention shall furnish them withal. In such condition there is no place for industry, because the fruit thereof is uncertain: and consequently no culture of the earth; no navigation, nor use of the commodities that may be imported by sea; no commodious building; no instruments of moving and removing such things as require much force; no knowledge of the face of the earth; no account of time; no arts; no letters; no society; and which is worst of all, continual fear, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.”

However, Oppenheimer should have taken the superior responsibility on that time; and he should have committed for suicide by taking the burden of his life-threatening invention. On the contrary, he could get some relief to think that, the devil Führer applied the weapon if he got it before-time of USA and its European alliance. Death or destruction was inevitable in both contexts; anybody of them could use him as a pawn to destroy the planetary temporal life! Since, death was available in both sides, so it doesn’t matter who is right and who be the wrong to the end. There is no vice and virtue exists in wartime. If he not invented the machine, so many is there who invented it to ensure quick destruction. Death is inevitable in war and peace; and all these deaths are composed as relics in the giant space of universe; in where they played their rule for eternal metamorphosis of “life”.

Oppenheimer could solace his restive mind by yonder reasoning on that time, because it was not lie. Death or destruction is poetic with immense diversification. It has varied face. Natural calamity, severe disease, epidemic, famine, violent war and thousands of other mirrors the varied face of death and destruction. Oppenheimer just added a new face in a thousand. Invention of new death-technique is always poetic and challenging than any prosy creation. Oppenheimer was poetic. He wrote a new poetry of death to leap in the void-like eerie universe quickly.

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… Anyway, once I engrossed to read the testimony and tried to catch Oppenheimer’s enigmatic face in my mind. It appeared shady to me. I saw an indisputable revocation in that face. It frightened me to think about the fate of human knowledge. We human appointed our effort to increase knowledge for humanity’s sake, but our effort rewarded us the opposite. The good intention of gaining more knowledge for better progress finally pushed our mind far away from the humanity even…
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Human is yet not adept to stop death or diversify the planetary life eternal; but they are apt to diversify death to make certain their permanent eternity in an unknown universe. Relic of atoms is interacting in unlimited universe to create new lifeforms with a new dimension. Oppenheimer was none but a silk-cocoon when he memorized the grandeur battlefield of Mahabharata in his mind. Arjuna was trembling there to think that how it is possible for him to kill his own blood, relative and preceptor in the violent battlefield of Kurukshetra. Lord Krishna (human avatar of God Vishnu) then motivated his friend and beloved like following wording:

“Who you are Arjuna to kill them? I already killed them all, before you are aiming to kill them. They are all embraced death in a million times midst me, and now embraced life a million times among me. If anybody is dead here it is Karma; and if any is alive there it is only Karma; the ultimate fate of creation. Do you know what life means to the end? It is the sum of what you are doing after coming here. Death is the answer of lifelong work you did here, and that is fate my friend. So, don’t hesitate to kill your enemy (if they are in your blood is) in war. All death is dancing amid me to beget the life again, to sanctify the life again, above all, wheels the cycle of Karma in the grand narrative of genesis.”

Oppenheimer can be criticized what he did on that time of war and animosity. Certainly, he cannot avoid the superior responsibility for his negative invention. Despite all, fact was ever mightier than criticism. The great scientist was just a reeling part of the system, in where death and destruction dominates the whole lifespan of creation to serve the greater purpose of life. Oppenheimer was an actor there. The planner of destruction used him as a pawn to ensure systematic demise of life; since, they treated the demise effective omitted Hitler’s horror in the planet.

Oppenheimer was the slave of his atomic mind; it beguiled him with false perception and he started to believe that, —the journey of knowledge always having some risk of destruction, even though knowledge-seeker moves forward to utilize the knowledge for maximum benefit. Father of atom bomb was the victim of his self-deceptive quantum mind. It appointed him to wheels the death machine in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, which he treated unavoidable to save thousands other city from the lunatic Third Reich.

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Above all, if Oppenheimer’s invention is liable for mass demise, then why not Einstein and others, they were also liable for the demise and destruction happened on that time. Their curiosity-driven mind played hidden rule to boost-up the negative destruction, despite their reluctance of calling death for massive destruction or their positive attempt to prevent further killing of humanity in the globe.

Every invention of human is reversal in action. It started for human welfare, for speed-up the wheels of civilization and enlightenment, but sadly stumbled upon the feet of powerful negative. Oppenheimer was just a pawn of this game. He was analogical with Dr. Faust. The great fictional character once discovered him enslaved by demonic reasoning, despite his desperate efforts and wishes to serve the humanity so far possible.

Enlightenment is the reverse face of darkness. Knowledge doesn’t protect itself to the temptation of dodgy tricks. Artistic trick of planetary death is eternal; it always happened here in pretext of sociopolitical interest of individual, group, party, state and dealmakers. Human civilization planned to embrace death and decadence, so that it could serve greater interest by ensuring new dimension of life from the relic particles. New cycle of birth evenly waits in the giant universe to whirls the atom diagram, in where atomic agents (such as proton, neutron and electron) played their rule to build a new life for new destruction.

Oppenheimer’s mind probably influenced by the orbits of ionized electron; it’s an elementary particle and cannot split itself in smaller parts, as proton or neutron does evenly. The cloud of light electrons perhaps encompassed his mind to embrace the blind force as positive. He was poetic on that moment and recalled Vedic scripture before bestowed the death machine to his trusted alliance. His quantum mind was engrossed and stoical due to the spinning of ionized electrons. Yeah, Dr. Faust once possessed by negative charges of Mephistopheles! Oppenheimer looked possessed and bewildered due to the strong negative forces of electrons. The Great mind of modern century then confessed:

“I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad Gita; Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty and, to impress him, takes on his multi-armed form and says, “Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.” I suppose we all thought that, one way or another.”

Yes, we all are thoughtful on destruction in one or another way. Our atomic quantum mind is eager to serve the purpose of destruction by one or another way. We are the slave of our orbital atom diagram, obedient follower of uncertain quantum action of quarks. Our quantum mind deserved recognition. It is eager to chase behind the curiosity of inventing something new for humankind.

Cloud of positive protons, negative electrons and neutral neutrons and their weird interaction made this mind uncertain for any action. We are always eager to stay permanent in this planet, but per se kill ourselves sans any deep reason. Existence is a leap of atomic relics; it’s a leap into the void looking eerie, to embrace the unknown fate for everlasting metamorphosis of life.

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Readers, once I read Ai‘s (born 1947 and died 2010) poem “The Testimony of Oppenheimer” in that grandeur consequence of life and demise. Ai perhaps not wrote the poem in that context, that is I tried to mean here. The poet certainly had her own imagery, where she tried to read the inner grief, pain and rage of abused and marginal people according her own visionary thought and images.

The poet was born in this planet with a name as Florence Anthony, albeit changed it later by affidavit. Ai signified the meaning of “love” in Japanese. Her own statement told us that she changed her name to convey the scandalous memory of her mother. Ai’s mother was fall in sudden love with a Japanese man in a cab stoppage. Love is incidental and her mother was incidental too in her sudden affection. Later she criticized a lot for this. It was the first basic for Ai tagged her name with love, and becoming a dare feminist later to write the poetic manifesto of marginal.

Ai’s quest for love was not soft and somber. She discovered herself surrounded lonely and melancholic in a hostile world. Her poetic phrasing reflects the eternal duality between ambition and pretension of humankind. She was the speaker of marginal and treated her own “Self” as marginalized by human civilization. Her satirical monologue (with melancholic sadness) tried to stroke the faces, whom we treated deprived, declassed, subdued and marginalized to handle the word “love” with care and affection. We can say Ai’s monologue undertake the burden of “self-criticism” in the mirror of thousand individual faces.

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… Pretentious mind cannot ensure coherence; instead, it opens the door for devil. Most enthusiastic mind could deliver terrible devil when he cut his commonsense; when he failed to evaluate the future effect of any application before applied it in creation…
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Life is a dual game of duplicity. Tender love always stabbed there by cruel desire and hypocrisy, as humanity and similar wording are just tumid due to the duplicity. Ai told the story with self-admission. She characterized each individual’s fate according her confessional monologue. Sometime it seemed to the reader that poet per se admonished her own to see the human activities in the world. She characterized human’s fate in a fictional epoch.

Ai’s voice echoed the desire of love with nebulous tune, which maybe sounds bit satirical, and which perhaps reflects shady humor. “The Testimony of Oppenheimer” is a fiction in Ai’s context, in where she echoed her philosophical allegory and temperament, remembering the action of humankind in this planet.

Anyway, once I engrossed to read the testimony and tried to catch Oppenheimer’s enigmatic face in my mind. It appeared shady to me. I saw an indisputable revocation in that face. It frightened me to think about the fate of human knowledge. We human appointed our effort to increase knowledge for humanity’s sake, but our effort rewarded us the opposite. The good intention of gaining more knowledge for better progress finally pushed our mind far away from the humanity even.

Ai is straightforward. Her uneven wording once provoked me to see Oppenheimer’s face in my memory. I discovered him in the relics of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. He was standing there as dizzy and defaced. I saw him under the clouds of atomic relics, tried to hide his bleary face in isotopic dust. He looked stoical and inept for receiving the amazing gift of his scientific invention. I was calling him by his nickname; earnestly tried to remind him about Manhattan Project; however, the defaced man was not in responsive mode. He looked stoical, and soon fragmented by pieces in front of my eyes.

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… Choice is risky in war. Taking a side is not a security to save humanity and welfare. Chance is evenly fifty-fifty there, which was applicable to the inventor of new death machine… Oppenheimer, the father of atom bomb was most probably bewildered to see that, lively creatures are leaps in a void regards their zeal to stay more in life with self-hostility…
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The father of atom bomb just fragmented in relics. It perhaps appeared annihilation to him. I just felt that, myriad quarks of his body now flying and mixing them with myriad isotopic dust. I felt amazing to think about Oppenheimer’s fate and bowed my head to the freed atomic relics of his deceased body. It was amazing, because Mr. Oppenheimer is now free to complete his eternal leap into the void.

Yes, Ai’s testimony was helpful for me understand the fact that, —knowledge is vain if it is defaced. Dr. Faust once lamented same to recognize his position as defaced. The knowledge-seeker was shocked to see that he lost his nature-face due to the blind egoistic attraction of proving himself noble than others. Once he started his journey to serve the creation throughout his knowledge; anyway, soon after he forgets the desire and omits the whole creation to his mind. Dr. Faust achieved knowledge but it made him impossible. Since, his knowledge was not capable to link him with creation; now it gone far away; and failed to understand the natural perfection and safety of any creation.

Ai’s testimony of Oppenheimer tried to pull out the fact according her poetic style and rhythm. She played with words to examine the motive of scientific invention. Her poetical poser signified the eternal mindset of society and state under systematic exploitation of humanity. The poetical poser of Ai insisted reader to think about human’s journey towards knowledge in the planet. Our knowledge seeking process and its implementation is perhaps defective. We evenly missed something that is maybe necessary to realize the coherence of natural objects. Ai’s testimony tried to mark the problem when she said:

There beyond the blur of mortality,
the roots of the trees of Life and Death,
the trees William Blake called Art and Science,
joined in a kind of Gordian knot
even Alexander couldn’t cut.
To me, the ideological high wire
is for fools to balance on with their illusions.
It is better to leap into the void.
Isn’t that what we all want anyway?—
to eliminate all pretense
till like the oppressed who in the end
identifies with the oppressor,
we accept the worst in ourselves.

“Ideological high wire” is futile if it abortive to establish harmonious networking amid knowledge and application. Wiring is vain when it being stoical to the everlasting game of life-and-death in cosmic space; and indeed, failed to handle the earthly creation with lucid love and coherence. Pretentious mind cannot ensure coherence; instead, it opens the door for devil. Most enthusiastic mind could deliver terrible devil when he cut his commonsense; when he failed to evaluate the future effect of any application before applied it in creation. This man is terrible and he himself is bound to deliver the terrible. His mind is unable to vision the jingoistic pride and superiority of human over other creations. Ai mentioned the terrible with bit satire:

our military in readiness,
our private citizens
in a constant
frenzy of patriotism
and jingoistic pride,
our enemies endless,
our need to defend infinite.

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… They are all embraced death in a million times midst me, and now embraced life a million times among me. If anybody is dead here it is Karma; and if any is alive there it is only Karma; the ultimate fate of creation…
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Court trail or criticism of Oppenheimer is not enough to see our real face in a mirror; it is not sufficient to swill the reality that we are the planner of destruction. We like destruction in pretext of self-survival and adaptation. Something is difficult exists in our quantum mind; something chaotic still ruled us to destroy our inner desire of goodness by tempered badness. We yet not able to meditate our quantum mind in the grand landscape of cosmic nirvana, in where we are the mere part of eternal transformation. Instead, we still battle each other to achieve sheer superiority over earthly creations. We battle despite to know that planetary superiority is volatile, and we are none in compare to the tremendous power of atomic relics. Oppenheimer confessed the fact through Ai’s tone:

I was always motivated
by a ferocious need to know.
Can you tell me, gentlemen,
that you don’t want it too?—
the public collapse,
the big fall smooth as honey down a throat.
Anything that gets you closer
to what you are.
Oh, to be born again and again
from that dark, metal womb,
the sweet, intoxicating smell of decay
the imminent dead give off
rising to embrace me.

Yes, this testimony once insisted me to see my face in a mirror. It provoked me to confront the fact and that is, —the entire realm of human knowledge now suffered by the lacking of self-evaluation and criticism.

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Readers, Ai’s poetic sequence may sound confusing according our common perception about opening and closure of life in planet. We used to praise the genesis by ornamented wording. Life is always extolled here with allegorical beauty and agony. We symbolize living beings with chimes and coherence, and praise the life for its memorable struggle of resist and survival. Birthing is a temporal beep of planetary existence, but we praised the beep for its reminiscent duality with permanence. We know very well that, apocalyptic destruction is the permanent fate of all living creatures. Destiny is unknown there, and fate is uncertain; but it’s not an ending.

We felt fear to extol the unending termination. However, time is knocking to realize the truth of life. Controlling our egoistic desire is necessary here to ensure the safe annihilation of this bodied existence after death. We can read Ai’s testimony to see our face in a mirror of myriad alphas and omegas. Her poetic testimony could help us to achieve the eternal nirvana of mind before leap into the unknown infinite.

Ai’s poen: The Testimony of J. Robert Oppenheimer

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The Testimony of J. Robert Oppenheimer
A Fiction by Ai

When I attained enlightenment,
I threw off the night like an old skin.
My eyes filled with light
and I fell to the ground.
I lay in Los Alamos,
while at the same time,
I fell
toward Hiroshima,
faster and faster,
till the earth,
till the morning
slipped away beneath me.
Some say when I hit
there was an explosion,
a searing wind that swept the dead before it,
but there was only silence,
only the soothing baby-blue morning
rocking me in its cradle of cumulus cloud,
only rest.
There beyond the blur of mortality,
the roots of the trees of Life and Death,
the trees William Blake called Art and Science,
joined in a kind of Gordian knot
even Alexander couldn’t cut.
To me, the ideological high wire
is for fools to balance on with their illusions.
It is better to leap into the void.
Isn’t that what we all want anyway?—
to eliminate all pretense
till like the oppressed who in the end
identifies with the oppressor,
we accept the worst in ourselves
and are set free.

In high school, they told me
all scientists
start from the hypothesis “what if”
and it’s true.
What we as a brotherhood lack in imagination
we make up for with curiosity.
I was always motivated
by a ferocious need to know.
Can you tell me, gentlemen,
that you don’t want it too?—
the public collapse,
the big fall smooth as honey down a throat.
Anything that gets you closer
to what you are.
Oh, to be born again and again
from that dark, metal womb,
the sweet, intoxicating smell of decay
the imminent dead give off
rising to embrace me.

But I could say anything, couldn’t I?
Like a bed we make and unmake at whim,
the truth is always changing,
always shaped by the latest
collective urge to destroy.
So I sit here,
gnawed down by the teeth
of my nightmares.
My soul, a wound that will not heal.
All I know is that urge,
the pure, sibylline intensity of it.
Now, here at parade’s end
all that matters:
our military in readiness,
our private citizens
in a constant frenzy of patriotism
and jingoistic pride,
our enemies endless,
our need to defend infinite.
Good soldiers,
we do not regret or mourn,
but pick up the guns of our fallen.
Like characters in the funny papers,
under the heading
“Further Adventures of the Lost Tribe,”
we march past the third eye of History,
as it rocks back and forth
in its hammock of stars.
We strip away the tattered fabric
of the universe
to the juicy, dark meat,
the nothing beyond time.
We tear ourselves down atom by atom,
till electron and positron,
we become our own transcendent annihilation.

Poem Source: Always Poetry on Everyone’s Mind (APOEM) Blog;
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Read more about Ai and her poetic testimony about Oppenheimer, please follow the links…
1. John Gery On “The Testimony of J. Robert Oppenheimer”; 2. The Gita of J. Robert Oppenheimer by JAMES A. Hijiya; 3. Ai’s Poetry on Poetry foundation;

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… Universe is a limitless exhibitor of countless alphas and omegas. The mega screen is the allegory of deathless beginning; each interval-beep appeared there as a signal of new beginning. Ergo, mourning is vain…

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Photo Credit: yoke movement: becoming-deathPinterest: labyrinths & mandalas; Pinterest: Spirit Spiritual; Reality Interesting: Our Friendly atomIn Search of Ancient Aliens: Evidences of Nuclear Explosion in Mohenjo Daroieee.org: 70 years on The Atom Bomb and Lessons Learntmicroscopiq: Mushroom Clown: Nuclear Destruction; Shomei Tomatsu: effects of atomic bombs on survivors; Ai’s photos are taken from Wikipedia and Ai poetry foundationI was probed by aliens: Atomic bomb in Gif animation; Oppenheimer’s photos taken from Wikipedia and Workingwoman; Imgur: Einstein quotes; Pinterest: WW-2 paintings; Picasso: Guernica
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