NAYA.
syāt – syād-asti-avaktavyaḥ -upapada
syãt – syān-nāsti-avaktavyaḥ -Vaiśālī
syãt – systi-nāsti-avaktavyaḥ – Avasarpiṇī
syãt – syād-asti-nāsti – Anekāntavāda
syād-asti—in some ways, it is,
syān-nāsti—in some ways, it is not,
syād-asti-nāsti—in some ways, it is, and it is not,
syād-asti-avaktavyaḥ—in some ways, it is, and it is indescribable,
syān-nāsti-avaktavyaḥ—in some ways, it is not, and it is indescribable,
syād-asti-nāsti-avaktavyaḥ—in some ways, it is, it is not, and it is indescribable,
syād-avaktavyaḥ—in some ways, it is indescribable.
In some ways, it is an alien soul. In some ways its not. Both our substances are undestroyable.
In some ways, i am home, in some ways im not. Both of us yearn for something more.
In some ways, i am in the present time. In some ways im not. I keep dabbling in and reliving history. We are both stuck in the wrong time.
In some ways i relate to many religions. In some ways i dont because our only creator is LOVE – religion is what has seperated us.
to be continued
