Nyein Way(Maung Maung Thein) Narrative Poems

story of mythical retina

what do you see?
i see just rays of colours by light.
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once upon a time(uncertainty of time) ,
an indian drum boy worked at a wealthy man's house.at every night he played drum happily.the wealthy man saw it and was jealous of him and one day he called upon him to come to his living room.the drum boy went there and the rich man told the drum boy that if you didn't play the drum for ever, he would have to live in rich man's house and got salary. the drumboy was surprised to hear what's heard and he answered, ''Yes''.but after some days, he went to meet the wealthy man and told that he would go back to his room in the compound.the rich man asked, ''why? '' amdbthe drum boy answered, ''i cannot live without playing drum.''

he wemt back to his service quarter and played drum happily at every night and. the wealthy man heard the music again.
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an old man is walking in the haymalayyas forest.There is a small bamboo hut which is very temporary buit for this 87 years old man leading a simply uncreative life.One piece of matter which is called the smallest has not been seen by natural eyes..
mind (mental consciousness)is just the natural process ofthe touch to senses very diffwrent to AI artificial intelligence in cultural making.
no thinking, no narratives.no narratives, no attachment leading to liberatedind zone, the utmost pueification of min, beyond good and evil.
A bamboo bridge under which runs a small pond with lotus floqers in all seasons.An old man is walking over it contemplaring the flow of deep silence in the purified mind flowing over him.
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