Enchantress - Santosh Jha (the gingerbread man read aloud .txt) 📗

Consciousness is a media of body and mind. The consciousness as media must be independent and objective but, the body and mind has its own agenda; as most owners of the media have. Consciousness as media must always independently and objectively accept all cognitions. For an empowered consciousness, all cognitions, which must lead to decision-making for actionable behavior, must come from within. The cognition must itself be the outcome of internal processing. Nothing tests the independence and objectivity of consciousness more than intimacy and love. It is the design of the enchantress. Nothing can escape her black hole finality. Most lovers are mere puppets of the script of the enchantress. The enchantress usually possesses either man or the woman to stage its script. The consciousnesses usually meekly surrender to the enchantress.

Intimacy and love are the generic cognition of innate consciousness. Most consciousnesses just happen to be the capitulated media of the generic cognition and play out the script of intimacy as instructed by the causalities. The generic cognition is common, embedded and coded in the body-mind mechanism of men and women. The enchantress is the reigning queen of the empire of innate consciousness. The enchantress presides over the administration of generic cognitions.

Intimacy and love has causality outside the body and mind. It is always invested in an external agency. For the man, intimacy and love is invested in the woman and the vice versa. It is only very natural that when in love, both men and women feel their consciousnesses have shifted to the other. This is where the enchantress unleashes the black hole magicality of pointed finality. The innate consciousness of a woman finds all causalities of intimacy and love invested in the man, whom she finds worthy of her special attention. The process is no different in men as for him too; all causalities are external to him. Naturally, lovers feel their consciousness has shifted to the other.

The causalities of intimacy and love are so powerful; deeply embedded in body-mind domain that it warps the cognitive reality of consciousness. The barycenter of consciousness shifts and is completely taken up by the oscillations of the external causalities. The enchantress has everything well laid out. That is why the enchantress is the undisputed reigning queen of the cosmos. The black hole magicality and its inescapable finality are coded in reality. Nothing can be larger and more powerful than the Reality…

He is in no denial of the finality. But, his consciousness has evolved to stand as an independent and objective media. His cognitions can also be generic but; his higher consciousness has the endowed genius to lend specificity to those generic cognitions, which are lined up for decision-making of actionable behavior. He shall accept the generic finality of the enchantress but, the script he shall write and the stage he shall set for the epilogue. Only the genius has authoritative space of its own within the cosmos of Reality. The mediocre simply cannot but fit into the script of the enchantress.

The consciousness as a media has to be different; at least in its specificity. The consciousness is emergent and evolving information processing of body and mind mechanisms, which is in constant and transient interaction with the milieus. It is only natural that even while the generic consciousness of men and women may have considerable similarity, the specific consciousnesses of both have fine shades of exclusivity. The body-mind building blocks as well as elements of the milieus have distinctive structures and functions. The design is specifically suited for the mystical marvels of the magical enchantress…

Like him, she too is not capitulating to the design of the enchantress; even while not in denial of the proposition, but her consciousness as a media has to communicate differently as her cognitions are shaded by the specificity of her body-mind-milieus. The causalities may be same for men and women but, a woman, true to her elements, shall process them differently, as compared to men.

She has demystified enough men in her life. A woman, true to her elements, always knows men much better than the men themselves. As is the design of the enchantress, male consciousness is far better galvanized for deep and inner expressions, when communicating with media of women. A woman is always exposed to deeper and more innate thoughts and emotions of men, as men excel in unraveling them to women. The enchantress has her designs; most men are too stupid to even sense her black hole finality, let alone escape it.

Moreover, a woman, especially modern working woman moves in a milieu where usually, there are more men than women. In contemporary milieus, it is still a male world and if a woman has her genius, she ends up knowing all shades of most men around her. Men, usually, in their mediocrity, would feel it sexy to expose most of their grey shades. A woman, true to her elements, is the silent inventory of the darker side of most men…

She has decoded enough men in her life. It came her way; she didn’t have to take recourse to her magicality for that. Her consciousness is prompting her to wrap it up and end her cognitive conflations. In a short time, she has found him to be something, she cannot imagine losing. It is sure, the enchantress has not planned; she is already accepting him to be her male edition. This is the penultimate stage of mutuality. The mediocrity of generic consciousnesses of average men and women call it twin flame or soul mate. It is essentially a cognitive process of merger, assimilation and integration of two linear consciousnesses.

There is a process in the evolution of man-woman intimacy and mutuality. The man must begin to feel that she is his female edition and she at the same time is in reception of him as her male edition. Somehow, this is the design of the enchantress. The two different consciousnesses as media of man and woman must have this common specific cognition at one point of time, even while they may stay in two ends of the universe. This quantum entanglement like phenomenon is design of the cosmos. This is script of the enchantress.

It is not something, which comes in a flash, though its reception may feel like a sudden, powerful epiphany. Consciousness evolves over the years and the subconscious mind domain systematically stores relevant information about likes and dislikes (yes and no), futility and utility, good and bad, right and wrong, et al as memories. Every consciousness is unique (specific) in some ways, even when there is generic commonality between all consciousnesses. The excellence shall have wider and deeper expanse of specificity; the mediocre shall be happy showcasing the generic elements as huge possessions.

There is always a subconscious imagery of the complementing consciousness in all men and women. The moment a man feels, the woman, he is in connect with, is what he would have liked to be, had he been a women; he subconsciously invests his consciousness into her and she becomes assimilative part of his cognition. The same happens with a woman. For a woman, probably, not always; the imagery of her male edition is far more specific and carved out. Therefore, a man has to be very pronounced and specific in his qualities, for a woman; true to her elements, to accept him as what she would be like, had she been a male. Love, actually, in its holism, totality and finality, a union and merger of four consciousnesses – two real ones and two imageries. The man, the woman, his female edition and her male edition constitute the holism of love.

This may very well be the ultimate test of genuineness of merger and assimilation of man and woman in intimacy. Many a geniuses of humanity has said it, ‘Love cannot be one-sided; if it is; it cannot be love’. Consciousness is a quantum state; cognitions are always super-positioned. The entanglement is cosmic design of reality. The man and woman, as media of consciousnesses, are microcosmic replication of the macrocosmic reality. The quantum fabric of Reality necessitates that both elements of male and female consciousnesses must have a singular cognition at split-second commonality, for the love and mutuality to get installed as Reality.

The three second timeline is not the pointed-ness of entanglement; it is just the aftermath, which the two consciousnesses may take for cognitive percolation. Between a man and woman, the probability of intimacy is superpositioned. Like Reality, love collapses; it is observed as installed, only at the black hole pointed-ness of time and space. Love is epiphany moment of ephemeral cognition. Only the lingering flavor remains observable till few seconds later. The pointed-ness of Reality however, is not the everythingness of love. It is rather just the initiation of a long, precarious and tumultuous journey. The consciousnesses keep evolving and love too journeys with the two ever-evolving consciousnesses…

Often, as probably is the design of the enchantress itself; either of the two has it, the other is oblivious of it. That is probably why love never actually happens, even while men and women may feel they are deep into it. Love is merger and assimilation. It takes two to merge; it takes both to assimilate; it requires man and woman to be in incorporated consciousness and cognition. Love is the pointed-ness of finality, where two elements have the inescapable option-less-ness to coalesce into black hole inevitability.

She knows, deep inside her, there is an urge to merge with him. Her consciousness has perceptible signals that he is there and in acceptance of the union. Her elements have never ever failed her in deciphering what is building inside. The spring inside her, the blossoming of fragrances, the music in her emotions and symmetry in her thoughts are prompting her to confront him and bare herself before him. She has confronted herself enough to settle at her acceptance that all these have matching investments from him. She stands on the brink of finality. The only thing, which restraints her is the lingering question – ‘Is it too early?’

Her mother has the inkling of what is going inside her. She has been close to her. Her mother has witnessed her rise from feeble to the position of strength she is in now. The mother has the umbilical cord connect with her daughter. She knows; her daughter is brilliant enough to make right choices in her life; yet, she must do what she as a mother has to. Great words have macrocosmic generality; all specific intents can profitably pick up suitable utilities.

She says it with detached generality to her, ‘Personal goodness is no eligibility for reciprocation. If something good happens, it is happy occasion for gratitude. You are already in possession of the aroma of the goodness. Feel blessed and elated. We only do what is there for us to do. Invest in your brilliance to absorb the optimal beauty of the moment and remain compassionate about what may come next’.

She looks up, stares deep into her mother’s serene eyes. Both of them smile. It is the twin expression of feeling relieved of the secrecy both mother and daughter have. In a momentous decision, she takes her mother’s hands, picks up her wallet and moves out. Both land at an ice cream parlor. In the next two hours, the mother and daughter celebrate in as many ways the city allows. The enchantress is the happiest, though; both mother and daughter are equally happy for each other.

Sunday morning, she gets a message from him. She is not even aware that finality is playing out before her eyes in a way she could never have expected. She reads the message again, trying to find out some different meaning of it than what she understood reading first time. She ends up being more apprehensive. She has no choice; she has to follow what the enchantress has destined.

The message reads – ‘I am applying for a new position.