Yanni's World

Until the last moment ....

Until the eyes water

The heart leaps

Until the string breaks

The keys explode

Until the mind fuses

The body shuts.

Upwards until the last moment,

We of one Earth

Will make our music !

The Crazy Actor in the Audience

The play on the stage was into its third act. I was kinda out of myself that whole evening, even before the curtains went up. During the play, lost in my thoughts mostly, I was perfunctorily watching the goings-on on the stage. I guess I should introduce myself before continuing on with this anecdote. I am an actor which is most germane. I have had a decently good life and few good crises too.

My thoughts during the play were centered around my achievements as an actor. When my self-absorption spared me some brief mental space, they ventured out onto notions of what is an act. Notions like : how different is our regular demeanour from our's when watched. As far as my achievements go, I'd wager if I had to, they fall within the median. I like to think otherwise.

 At one point during the next act all the actors were quietly congregating in a courtyard. At that point, I directed myself (without any rehearsals !) onto the front part of the stage. Quite John Cage-y by any standards I'd say, with all those people in the audience watching. Watching one of them suddenly rise up and walk on to the stage. No clue as to what seized him in the middle of a professional production. I paused, looked around three hundred sixty degrees as if very confused, then said to myself, but loud enough for the audience to hear, "Am I part of this play ?? ..... hmmm .... may be not ... one never knows." Then I exited the stage.

Thy Third Eye needs Rest too.

The ancient Greeks said that to See is to gaze

And think and Gain with the mind's bright aid.

That's why even casually we say, "I See"

And you see how language and its history

Can illuminate for us, to feel this phrase used freely :

"Vidya" - that some try seek - in Sanskrit

Is the fruit from the Great Biblical Tree.

But wherefore true knowing without thorough seeing ?!

"Video", as you and I know ! is something on show

For us to look and feel and for us to see.

This shared genealogy of two simple words

In the giant fraternity of idioms and words

And I can't put in words the mind's automatic glee.

Yet all this seeing with my own two eyes

And too much straining to see hampers
The faculty of feeling; fatigues me naturally.

The irony right now is, I close my eyes

To calm and rest.

And quick opens the third eye,

As if impatient in youth,

But in truth

It is but restless

And indisciplined.

To dissect - not see - this me sitting.

Sitting with closed eyes.