The Paradox

*~*~The Paradox.~*~*
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Many a slaves,
Many a selves,
In Search of the Their Lord,
Utterly failed,
Bitterly frustrated,
Coined-out,
A Lord,
Out of their own,
Own collective imagination,
And their own 'Free-will'.
This Lord Himself was,
A slave to their whims,
Hardly could they realize,
In their new-found euphoria,
That this Lord was their own creation,
Their own brain-child.
But they bowed before Him,
And He too derived,
A subtle pleasure,
A gratification indeed,
An apparent Existence
Of His own,
Independent of them.
He too was amused,
And bemused,
By the idea,
Of being a Lord of them all.
And it never occurred to Him,
That He was not the Master,
But only a slave,
Of His own slaves !!
They all joined each other,
On a Sacred Journey,
To Find out the 'Truth';
The 'One' Super-Lord,
Of them all.
It was nevertheless,
A fascinating, Captivating journey,
The 'Pilgrimage'.
The cavalcade proceeded,
The journey is never-ending.
The joy of it keeps them busy,
And they are marching past,
Swiftly,
Marching ahead,
On and On.
And The God just laughs at them,
Occasionally cries or wails to,
Over their misfortune. 


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