I was delighted to see this song today, its lyrics concocted from quotes by scientists and thinkers including Professor Richard Feynman and Carl Sagan.
Carl Sagan echoes the wisdom of the ancient Upanishads when he says ‘The cosmos is also within us/We’re made of star stuff/We are a way for the cosmos to know itself’.
Om Poornamadah Poornamidam Poornat Poornamudachyate Poornasya Poornamadaya Poornamevavashisyate ‘That is infinite. This is infinite. From infinity springs forth infinity. When infinity is taken away from infinity, what remains is infinite, whole and complete.’ ~ Isha Upanishad
This idea is at the core of my first novel The Reengineers which is about a character in a novel who reconstructs his author by writing him, like man creating God in his image. One of my readers wrote very kindly in her review of The Reengineers that she had never seen spirituality explained so succinctly.
My main character in The Reengineers – fifteen-year-old Chinmay experiences this feeling of being infinite when he writes his author Siddharth back into life, and he sees Sid walk out whole and healthy. Chinmay’s epiphany is somewhat similar to what Charlie Kelmeckis feels in The Perks of being a wallflower, when he says, “You are alive. And you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you’re listening to that song, and that drive with the people who you love most in this world. And in this moment, I swear, we are infinite.” (Perks of Being a Wallflower, Stephen Chbosky).
This feeling of being infinite, of being in absolute bliss all the time ought to be the birthright of any human being who wants it.