#mybook — Public Fediverse posts

So, my dear Fedis,

I’m working on my book again, so I’ll be keeping a low profile here for a while, but this is also really nice for me.

I’m on a little roll and, of course, I hope it turns into a big, successful one.

See you later, sweethearts ❤️
But I’ll still pop in here every now and then for a little distraction.

#myFirstBook #myBook #book #writing

So, my dear Fedis,

I’m working on my book again, so I’ll be keeping a low profile here for a while, but this is also really nice for me.

I’m on a little roll and, of course, I hope it turns into a big, successful one.

See you later, sweethearts ❤️
But I’ll still pop in here every now and then for a little distraction.

#myFirstBook #myBook #book #writing

So, my dear Fedis,

I’m working on my book again, so I’ll be keeping a low profile here for a while, but this is also really nice for me.

I’m on a little roll and, of course, I hope it turns into a big, successful one.

See you later, sweethearts ❤️
But I’ll still pop in here every now and then for a little distraction.

#myFirstBook #myBook #book #writing

So, my dear Fedis,

I’m working on my book again, so I’ll be keeping a low profile here for a while, but this is also really nice for me.

I’m on a little roll and, of course, I hope it turns into a big, successful one.

See you later, sweethearts ❤️
But I’ll still pop in here every now and then for a little distraction.

#myFirstBook #myBook #book #writing

So, my dear Fedis,

I’m working on my book again, so I’ll be keeping a low profile here for a while, but this is also really nice for me.

I’m on a little roll and, of course, I hope it turns into a big, successful one.

See you later, sweethearts ❤️
But I’ll still pop in here every now and then for a little distraction.

#myFirstBook #myBook #book #writing

My Final Hurrah!

Just published on Amazon my 20th book (I hope this will be my last book) “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation and Farewell to the World“. (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H87DDNRM)

Just a few hours back I published on Amazon another book “Advaita Vedanta through Name-and-Form Analysis”, which was written largely with the help of Claude. (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H84F82HS)

About the Book: “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation and Farewell to the World“

“It is time I ended the ignorance in myself.”

With these words, a writer, poet, and lifelong student of Advaita Vedanta announces his formal withdrawal from the world — effective July 16, 2026, his 62nd birthday. Not a retreat from failure, nor a flight from grief, but the logical terminus of a life spent reading, thinking, debating, and writing about one thing: the ending of ignorance, which is the ending of the seeker himself.

Summa Iru is the author’s twentieth and, by its own declaration, final book — a parting document composed in the months before silence. It gathers the last poems (“Without Her By My Side,” “The Me Time,” “I The Stranger,” “The Last Act”), the last aphorisms (“Even God disappears when you are silent”), and the last philosophical exchanges of a man tying up loose ends before going incommunicado.

Between the poems runs a sustained meditation in the tradition of Ramana Maharshi and the Ashtavakra Gita: Why does psychoanalysis fail where self-enquiry succeeds? Why is renouncing desires mere symptom-treatment while the disease of ignorance festers? What did Ramana mean when he said the future is already fixed — and that the best course is to remain silent? How does summa iru — “just be still” — dissolve the questioner along with the question?

The book also records something rarer: the texture of leave-taking itself. Letters declined. Friendships gently closed. A reply to a friend asking for a small favour: “Sorry dear, I have retired from all work and all relationships.” The ache of unrequited love examined without flinching and traced back to its root — the unworthiness we feel sitting alone with ourselves, forever seeking the other who will transport us away from our own insignificance.

Drawing on Ramana Maharshi, Nisargadatta Maharaj, the Ashtavakra Gita, J. Krishnamurti, Buber, Kant, Camus, and the ghazal tradition, this is comparative philosophy written not from the armchair but from the departure gate.

For readers of Advaita Vedanta, spiritual memoir, and contemplative poetry — and for anyone who has wondered what it would actually take to stop.

The author will not be available for comment. That is rather the point.

My Final Hurrah!

Just published on Amazon my 20th book (I hope this will be my last book) “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation and Farewell to the World“. (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H87DDNRM)

Just a few hours back I published on Amazon another book “Advaita Vedanta through Name-and-Form Analysis”, which was written largely with the help of Claude. (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H84F82HS)

About the Book: “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation and Farewell to the World“

“It is time I ended the ignorance in myself.”

With these words, a writer, poet, and lifelong student of Advaita Vedanta announces his formal withdrawal from the world — effective July 16, 2026, his 62nd birthday. Not a retreat from failure, nor a flight from grief, but the logical terminus of a life spent reading, thinking, debating, and writing about one thing: the ending of ignorance, which is the ending of the seeker himself.

Summa Iru is the author’s twentieth and, by its own declaration, final book — a parting document composed in the months before silence. It gathers the last poems (“Without Her By My Side,” “The Me Time,” “I The Stranger,” “The Last Act”), the last aphorisms (“Even God disappears when you are silent”), and the last philosophical exchanges of a man tying up loose ends before going incommunicado.

Between the poems runs a sustained meditation in the tradition of Ramana Maharshi and the Ashtavakra Gita: Why does psychoanalysis fail where self-enquiry succeeds? Why is renouncing desires mere symptom-treatment while the disease of ignorance festers? What did Ramana mean when he said the future is already fixed — and that the best course is to remain silent? How does summa iru — “just be still” — dissolve the questioner along with the question?

The book also records something rarer: the texture of leave-taking itself. Letters declined. Friendships gently closed. A reply to a friend asking for a small favour: “Sorry dear, I have retired from all work and all relationships.” The ache of unrequited love examined without flinching and traced back to its root — the unworthiness we feel sitting alone with ourselves, forever seeking the other who will transport us away from our own insignificance.

Drawing on Ramana Maharshi, Nisargadatta Maharaj, the Ashtavakra Gita, J. Krishnamurti, Buber, Kant, Camus, and the ghazal tradition, this is comparative philosophy written not from the armchair but from the departure gate.

For readers of Advaita Vedanta, spiritual memoir, and contemplative poetry — and for anyone who has wondered what it would actually take to stop.

The author will not be available for comment. That is rather the point.

My Final Hurrah!

Just published on Amazon my 20th book (I hope this will be my last book) “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation and Farewell to the World“. (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H87DDNRM)

Just a few hours back I published on Amazon another book “Advaita Vedanta through Name-and-Form Analysis”, which was written largely with the help of Claude. (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H84F82HS)

About the Book: “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation and Farewell to the World“

“It is time I ended the ignorance in myself.”

With these words, a writer, poet, and lifelong student of Advaita Vedanta announces his formal withdrawal from the world — effective July 16, 2026, his 62nd birthday. Not a retreat from failure, nor a flight from grief, but the logical terminus of a life spent reading, thinking, debating, and writing about one thing: the ending of ignorance, which is the ending of the seeker himself.

Summa Iru is the author’s twentieth and, by its own declaration, final book — a parting document composed in the months before silence. It gathers the last poems (“Without Her By My Side,” “The Me Time,” “I The Stranger,” “The Last Act”), the last aphorisms (“Even God disappears when you are silent”), and the last philosophical exchanges of a man tying up loose ends before going incommunicado.

Between the poems runs a sustained meditation in the tradition of Ramana Maharshi and the Ashtavakra Gita: Why does psychoanalysis fail where self-enquiry succeeds? Why is renouncing desires mere symptom-treatment while the disease of ignorance festers? What did Ramana mean when he said the future is already fixed — and that the best course is to remain silent? How does summa iru — “just be still” — dissolve the questioner along with the question?

The book also records something rarer: the texture of leave-taking itself. Letters declined. Friendships gently closed. A reply to a friend asking for a small favour: “Sorry dear, I have retired from all work and all relationships.” The ache of unrequited love examined without flinching and traced back to its root — the unworthiness we feel sitting alone with ourselves, forever seeking the other who will transport us away from our own insignificance.

Drawing on Ramana Maharshi, Nisargadatta Maharaj, the Ashtavakra Gita, J. Krishnamurti, Buber, Kant, Camus, and the ghazal tradition, this is comparative philosophy written not from the armchair but from the departure gate.

For readers of Advaita Vedanta, spiritual memoir, and contemplative poetry — and for anyone who has wondered what it would actually take to stop.

The author will not be available for comment. That is rather the point.

My Final Hurrah!

Just published on Amazon my 20th book (I hope this will be my last book) “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation and Farewell to the World“. (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H87DDNRM)

Just a few hours back I published on Amazon another book “Advaita Vedanta through Name-and-Form Analysis”, which was written largely with the help of Claude. (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H84F82HS)

About the Book: “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation and Farewell to the World“

“It is time I ended the ignorance in myself.”

With these words, a writer, poet, and lifelong student of Advaita Vedanta announces his formal withdrawal from the world — effective July 16, 2026, his 62nd birthday. Not a retreat from failure, nor a flight from grief, but the logical terminus of a life spent reading, thinking, debating, and writing about one thing: the ending of ignorance, which is the ending of the seeker himself.

Summa Iru is the author’s twentieth and, by its own declaration, final book — a parting document composed in the months before silence. It gathers the last poems (“Without Her By My Side,” “The Me Time,” “I The Stranger,” “The Last Act”), the last aphorisms (“Even God disappears when you are silent”), and the last philosophical exchanges of a man tying up loose ends before going incommunicado.

Between the poems runs a sustained meditation in the tradition of Ramana Maharshi and the Ashtavakra Gita: Why does psychoanalysis fail where self-enquiry succeeds? Why is renouncing desires mere symptom-treatment while the disease of ignorance festers? What did Ramana mean when he said the future is already fixed — and that the best course is to remain silent? How does summa iru — “just be still” — dissolve the questioner along with the question?

The book also records something rarer: the texture of leave-taking itself. Letters declined. Friendships gently closed. A reply to a friend asking for a small favour: “Sorry dear, I have retired from all work and all relationships.” The ache of unrequited love examined without flinching and traced back to its root — the unworthiness we feel sitting alone with ourselves, forever seeking the other who will transport us away from our own insignificance.

Drawing on Ramana Maharshi, Nisargadatta Maharaj, the Ashtavakra Gita, J. Krishnamurti, Buber, Kant, Camus, and the ghazal tradition, this is comparative philosophy written not from the armchair but from the departure gate.

For readers of Advaita Vedanta, spiritual memoir, and contemplative poetry — and for anyone who has wondered what it would actually take to stop.

The author will not be available for comment. That is rather the point.

My Final Hurrah!

Just published on Amazon my 20th book (I hope this will be my last book) “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation and Farewell to the World“. (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H87DDNRM)

Just a few hours back I published on Amazon another book “Advaita Vedanta through Name-and-Form Analysis”, which was written largely with the help of Claude. (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H84F82HS)

About the Book: “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation and Farewell to the World“

“It is time I ended the ignorance in myself.”

With these words, a writer, poet, and lifelong student of Advaita Vedanta announces his formal withdrawal from the world — effective July 16, 2026, his 62nd birthday. Not a retreat from failure, nor a flight from grief, but the logical terminus of a life spent reading, thinking, debating, and writing about one thing: the ending of ignorance, which is the ending of the seeker himself.

Summa Iru is the author’s twentieth and, by its own declaration, final book — a parting document composed in the months before silence. It gathers the last poems (“Without Her By My Side,” “The Me Time,” “I The Stranger,” “The Last Act”), the last aphorisms (“Even God disappears when you are silent”), and the last philosophical exchanges of a man tying up loose ends before going incommunicado.

Between the poems runs a sustained meditation in the tradition of Ramana Maharshi and the Ashtavakra Gita: Why does psychoanalysis fail where self-enquiry succeeds? Why is renouncing desires mere symptom-treatment while the disease of ignorance festers? What did Ramana mean when he said the future is already fixed — and that the best course is to remain silent? How does summa iru — “just be still” — dissolve the questioner along with the question?

The book also records something rarer: the texture of leave-taking itself. Letters declined. Friendships gently closed. A reply to a friend asking for a small favour: “Sorry dear, I have retired from all work and all relationships.” The ache of unrequited love examined without flinching and traced back to its root — the unworthiness we feel sitting alone with ourselves, forever seeking the other who will transport us away from our own insignificance.

Drawing on Ramana Maharshi, Nisargadatta Maharaj, the Ashtavakra Gita, J. Krishnamurti, Buber, Kant, Camus, and the ghazal tradition, this is comparative philosophy written not from the armchair but from the departure gate.

For readers of Advaita Vedanta, spiritual memoir, and contemplative poetry — and for anyone who has wondered what it would actually take to stop.

The author will not be available for comment. That is rather the point.

About the Author on the Back Cover of my Latest Book “Advaita Vedanta through Name-and-Form Analysis”

No, I am serious in talking about myself that way in the philosophical and spiritual sense.

About the Book

One principle. Pursued without flinching. The whole of Advaita Vedanta unfolds.

The Upanishads teach it through a single homely image: the clay pot. The pot is entirely clay — the name “pot” and the rounded shape are cognitive overlays, not new substances. Strip them away and only clay remains. There never was a pot-substance apart from clay.

This is name-and-form analysis (nāma-rūpa vicāra), and this book makes an audacious claim: this one analytical tool, applied with complete rigor, generates the entire edifice of Advaita Vedanta — its metaphysics, its psychology, its doctrine of liberation, and its practical consequences for how a life is lived.

What the analysis reveals, step by step:

Everything is Consciousness. Body, mind, world — traced to their ultimate ground, all are names-and-forms whose sole substance is pure Consciousness, exactly as every clay vessel is only clay in different shapes.

The ego is not the doer. A name-and-form has no agency independent of its substrate. The pot does nothing that clay is not doing. The ego’s claim to authorship of actions is the pot claiming it shaped itself.

The world was never created. Pushed to its extreme, the analysis arrives at Gaudapada’s ajāta vāda — the doctrine of non-origination, Advaita’s highest and most startling teaching: no creation, no bondage, no liberation, no seeker. Only Consciousness, ever unmodified.

Happiness is your own nature. A meticulous dissection of desire and its satisfaction shows that no object ever contained the happiness attributed to it. The world is a mirror of your own bliss, never its source.

Along the way, the book shows how every central doctrine of Advaita — Brahman, Ātman, māyā, avidyā, the jīva, Īśvara, the three states, neti neti, sat-cit-ānanda, mokṣa itself — is simply name-and-form analysis applied to a different domain. What looks like a sprawling philosophical system turns out to be one insight, endlessly restated.

The exposition is grounded throughout in the classical sources — the Chāndogya Upaniṣad, the Māṇḍūkya Kārikā, the Bhagavad Gītā — and in the living testimony of three modern masters: Ramana Maharshi’s self-enquiry, Nisargadatta Maharaj’s radical pointing, and Ramakrishna Paramahansa’s instrument model of the body-mind. Comparative sidelights from Buddhism, Stoicism, and Taoism confirm the analysis from outside the tradition.

Written by a long-term practitioner in the Ramana Maharshi and Nisargadatta Maharaj traditions with the help of explanations by Claude, this book is neither a survey nor a devotional tract. It is a sustained demonstration — patient, logical, and uncompromising — that the deepest truth of Vedanta is also its simplest.

The clay alone is. The pot was always only clay. Brahman alone is. And you are That — not as a future achievement, but as present fact, obscured only by an unexamined name and form.

For seekers who suspect that beneath Vedanta’s vast literature lies a single key, this book places that key in your hand.

My Latest Book Available Now on Amazon — The Mind Itself Is a Digression: Poems, Reflections, and Dialogues of a Restless Seeker

Kindle eBook

In India: https://www.amazon.in/dp/B0H4X9NFMB

In USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H4X9NFMB

Paperback

In USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H58FG4VK

The mind itself is a digression — or so I am told.

Somewhere between a poem scribbled past midnight and a four-hour phone call about God, China, and the meaning of it all, this book was born. It is a collection for the seekers, the misfits, the over-thinkers, and the quietly restless — the “slightly weird folks” who have spent a lifetime chasing the Truth, only to be told that whatever the mind understands is still not it.

D. Samarender Reddy writes from that beautiful, maddening edge. Across more than a hundred pieces — original poems, candid confessions, and probing philosophical dialogues — he moves with disarming honesty between the sacred and the absurd, the sublime and the everyday. One moment he is arguing with God (“As I see it, it is all your fault”); the next he is sitting in silent reverence before the teachings of Ramana Maharshi, J. Krishnamurti, and the Upanishads.

This is a book about the spiritual life as it is actually lived — not the polished version. It asks the questions most of us are too busy to ask:

• Does companionship help or hinder the search for the Self?
• Is the relentless pursuit of “more and more” the root of our suffering?
• What remains when thought finally falls silent?
• Can one be deeply devoted to the inner path and still ache with love, loneliness, and longing?

Drawing on Advaita Vedanta, Buddhism, Western philosophy, and world poetry — from Wordsworth and Neruda to Frost, Rimbaud, and Nietzsche — Reddy weaves Eastern wisdom and Western thought into a single, intimate conversation. His poems range from the tender to the irreverent; his reflections from razor-sharp clarity to playful self-mockery. Throughout, there is the warmth of a fellow traveller who refuses to pretend he has arrived.

For readers of Rumi, Kahlil Gibran, Mary Oliver, and Nisargadatta — and for anyone who has ever felt out of step with the world and wondered whether the fault lies with them or with the world.

If you have ever marched to a different drummer, if silence speaks to you louder than words, if you suspect that happiness was never “out there” to begin with — this book was written for you.

Take heart. You are not alone.

My Latest Book Available Now on Amazon — The Mind Itself Is a Digression: Poems, Reflections, and Dialogues of a Restless Seeker

Kindle eBook

In India: https://www.amazon.in/dp/B0H4X9NFMB

In USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H4X9NFMB

Paperback

In USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H58FG4VK

The mind itself is a digression — or so I am told.

Somewhere between a poem scribbled past midnight and a four-hour phone call about God, China, and the meaning of it all, this book was born. It is a collection for the seekers, the misfits, the over-thinkers, and the quietly restless — the “slightly weird folks” who have spent a lifetime chasing the Truth, only to be told that whatever the mind understands is still not it.

D. Samarender Reddy writes from that beautiful, maddening edge. Across more than a hundred pieces — original poems, candid confessions, and probing philosophical dialogues — he moves with disarming honesty between the sacred and the absurd, the sublime and the everyday. One moment he is arguing with God (“As I see it, it is all your fault”); the next he is sitting in silent reverence before the teachings of Ramana Maharshi, J. Krishnamurti, and the Upanishads.

This is a book about the spiritual life as it is actually lived — not the polished version. It asks the questions most of us are too busy to ask:

• Does companionship help or hinder the search for the Self?
• Is the relentless pursuit of “more and more” the root of our suffering?
• What remains when thought finally falls silent?
• Can one be deeply devoted to the inner path and still ache with love, loneliness, and longing?

Drawing on Advaita Vedanta, Buddhism, Western philosophy, and world poetry — from Wordsworth and Neruda to Frost, Rimbaud, and Nietzsche — Reddy weaves Eastern wisdom and Western thought into a single, intimate conversation. His poems range from the tender to the irreverent; his reflections from razor-sharp clarity to playful self-mockery. Throughout, there is the warmth of a fellow traveller who refuses to pretend he has arrived.

For readers of Rumi, Kahlil Gibran, Mary Oliver, and Nisargadatta — and for anyone who has ever felt out of step with the world and wondered whether the fault lies with them or with the world.

If you have ever marched to a different drummer, if silence speaks to you louder than words, if you suspect that happiness was never “out there” to begin with — this book was written for you.

Take heart. You are not alone.

My Latest Book Available Now on Amazon — The Mind Itself Is a Digression: Poems, Reflections, and Dialogues of a Restless Seeker

Kindle eBook

In India: https://www.amazon.in/dp/B0H4X9NFMB

In USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H4X9NFMB

Paperback

In USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H58FG4VK

The mind itself is a digression — or so I am told.

Somewhere between a poem scribbled past midnight and a four-hour phone call about God, China, and the meaning of it all, this book was born. It is a collection for the seekers, the misfits, the over-thinkers, and the quietly restless — the “slightly weird folks” who have spent a lifetime chasing the Truth, only to be told that whatever the mind understands is still not it.

D. Samarender Reddy writes from that beautiful, maddening edge. Across more than a hundred pieces — original poems, candid confessions, and probing philosophical dialogues — he moves with disarming honesty between the sacred and the absurd, the sublime and the everyday. One moment he is arguing with God (“As I see it, it is all your fault”); the next he is sitting in silent reverence before the teachings of Ramana Maharshi, J. Krishnamurti, and the Upanishads.

This is a book about the spiritual life as it is actually lived — not the polished version. It asks the questions most of us are too busy to ask:

• Does companionship help or hinder the search for the Self?
• Is the relentless pursuit of “more and more” the root of our suffering?
• What remains when thought finally falls silent?
• Can one be deeply devoted to the inner path and still ache with love, loneliness, and longing?

Drawing on Advaita Vedanta, Buddhism, Western philosophy, and world poetry — from Wordsworth and Neruda to Frost, Rimbaud, and Nietzsche — Reddy weaves Eastern wisdom and Western thought into a single, intimate conversation. His poems range from the tender to the irreverent; his reflections from razor-sharp clarity to playful self-mockery. Throughout, there is the warmth of a fellow traveller who refuses to pretend he has arrived.

For readers of Rumi, Kahlil Gibran, Mary Oliver, and Nisargadatta — and for anyone who has ever felt out of step with the world and wondered whether the fault lies with them or with the world.

If you have ever marched to a different drummer, if silence speaks to you louder than words, if you suspect that happiness was never “out there” to begin with — this book was written for you.

Take heart. You are not alone.

My Latest Book Available Now on Amazon — The Mind Itself Is a Digression: Poems, Reflections, and Dialogues of a Restless Seeker

Kindle eBook

In India: https://www.amazon.in/dp/B0H4X9NFMB

In USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H4X9NFMB

Paperback

In USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H58FG4VK

The mind itself is a digression — or so I am told.

Somewhere between a poem scribbled past midnight and a four-hour phone call about God, China, and the meaning of it all, this book was born. It is a collection for the seekers, the misfits, the over-thinkers, and the quietly restless — the “slightly weird folks” who have spent a lifetime chasing the Truth, only to be told that whatever the mind understands is still not it.

D. Samarender Reddy writes from that beautiful, maddening edge. Across more than a hundred pieces — original poems, candid confessions, and probing philosophical dialogues — he moves with disarming honesty between the sacred and the absurd, the sublime and the everyday. One moment he is arguing with God (“As I see it, it is all your fault”); the next he is sitting in silent reverence before the teachings of Ramana Maharshi, J. Krishnamurti, and the Upanishads.

This is a book about the spiritual life as it is actually lived — not the polished version. It asks the questions most of us are too busy to ask:

• Does companionship help or hinder the search for the Self?
• Is the relentless pursuit of “more and more” the root of our suffering?
• What remains when thought finally falls silent?
• Can one be deeply devoted to the inner path and still ache with love, loneliness, and longing?

Drawing on Advaita Vedanta, Buddhism, Western philosophy, and world poetry — from Wordsworth and Neruda to Frost, Rimbaud, and Nietzsche — Reddy weaves Eastern wisdom and Western thought into a single, intimate conversation. His poems range from the tender to the irreverent; his reflections from razor-sharp clarity to playful self-mockery. Throughout, there is the warmth of a fellow traveller who refuses to pretend he has arrived.

For readers of Rumi, Kahlil Gibran, Mary Oliver, and Nisargadatta — and for anyone who has ever felt out of step with the world and wondered whether the fault lies with them or with the world.

If you have ever marched to a different drummer, if silence speaks to you louder than words, if you suspect that happiness was never “out there” to begin with — this book was written for you.

Take heart. You are not alone.

My Latest Book Available Now on Amazon — The Mind Itself Is a Digression: Poems, Reflections, and Dialogues of a Restless Seeker

Kindle eBook

In India: https://www.amazon.in/dp/B0H4X9NFMB

In USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H4X9NFMB

Paperback

In USA: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H58FG4VK

The mind itself is a digression — or so I am told.

Somewhere between a poem scribbled past midnight and a four-hour phone call about God, China, and the meaning of it all, this book was born. It is a collection for the seekers, the misfits, the over-thinkers, and the quietly restless — the “slightly weird folks” who have spent a lifetime chasing the Truth, only to be told that whatever the mind understands is still not it.

D. Samarender Reddy writes from that beautiful, maddening edge. Across more than a hundred pieces — original poems, candid confessions, and probing philosophical dialogues — he moves with disarming honesty between the sacred and the absurd, the sublime and the everyday. One moment he is arguing with God (“As I see it, it is all your fault”); the next he is sitting in silent reverence before the teachings of Ramana Maharshi, J. Krishnamurti, and the Upanishads.

This is a book about the spiritual life as it is actually lived — not the polished version. It asks the questions most of us are too busy to ask:

• Does companionship help or hinder the search for the Self?
• Is the relentless pursuit of “more and more” the root of our suffering?
• What remains when thought finally falls silent?
• Can one be deeply devoted to the inner path and still ache with love, loneliness, and longing?

Drawing on Advaita Vedanta, Buddhism, Western philosophy, and world poetry — from Wordsworth and Neruda to Frost, Rimbaud, and Nietzsche — Reddy weaves Eastern wisdom and Western thought into a single, intimate conversation. His poems range from the tender to the irreverent; his reflections from razor-sharp clarity to playful self-mockery. Throughout, there is the warmth of a fellow traveller who refuses to pretend he has arrived.

For readers of Rumi, Kahlil Gibran, Mary Oliver, and Nisargadatta — and for anyone who has ever felt out of step with the world and wondered whether the fault lies with them or with the world.

If you have ever marched to a different drummer, if silence speaks to you louder than words, if you suspect that happiness was never “out there” to begin with — this book was written for you.

Take heart. You are not alone.

Dear Fedis,

I need your help.

Especially from everyone in English-speaking countries
and anyone who speaks English well,
but also anyone who’d enjoy doing this.

Please come up with a phrase
or
a name
for an EV car company using the acronym RIC.

So, my friends,
have fun!

_________

R ....
I ....
C ....

What can you come up with?

And with any luck, it’ll appear in my book

Thank you all 🙏 ❤️

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Dear Fedis,

I need your help.

Especially from everyone in English-speaking countries
and anyone who speaks English well,
but also anyone who’d enjoy doing this.

Please come up with a phrase
or
a name
for an EV car company using the acronym RIC.

So, my friends,
have fun!

_________

R ....
I ....
C ....

What can you come up with?

And with any luck, it’ll appear in my book

Thank you all 🙏 ❤️

#mastodon #fediverse #help #car #company #book #writing #english #language #myBook #myFirstBook

Dear Fedis,

I need your help.

Especially from everyone in English-speaking countries
and anyone who speaks English well,
but also anyone who’d enjoy doing this.

Please come up with a phrase
or
a name
for an EV car company using the acronym RIC.

So, my friends,
have fun!

_________

R ....
I ....
C ....

What can you come up with?

And with any luck, it’ll appear in my book

Thank you all 🙏 ❤️

#mastodon #fediverse #help #car #company #book #writing #english #language #myBook #myFirstBook

Dear Fedis,

I need your help.

Especially from everyone in English-speaking countries
and anyone who speaks English well,
but also anyone who’d enjoy doing this.

Please come up with a phrase
or
a name
for an EV car company using the acronym RIC.

So, my friends,
have fun!

_________

R ....
I ....
C ....

What can you come up with?

And with any luck, it’ll appear in my book

Thank you all 🙏 ❤️

#mastodon #fediverse #help #car #company #book #writing #english #language #myBook #myFirstBook

Dear Fedis,

I need your help.

Especially from everyone in English-speaking countries
and anyone who speaks English well,
but also anyone who’d enjoy doing this.

Please come up with a phrase
or
a name
for an EV car company using the acronym RIC.

So, my friends,
have fun!

_________

R ....
I ....
C ....

What can you come up with?

And with any luck, it’ll appear in my book

Thank you all 🙏 ❤️

#mastodon #fediverse #help #car #company #book #writing #english #language #myBook #myFirstBook

Collage dei due anni
#ivvieditore #2026 #mybook #dwntrolanebbiacosace @foto

Collage dei due anni
#ivvieditore #2026 #mybook #dwntrolanebbiacosace @foto

Collage dei due anni
#ivvieditore #2026 #mybook #dwntrolanebbiacosace @foto

Phew
Break?
Coffee? ☕

Things are going pretty well

Once again, this has nothing to do with the flow of what I’m posting, but if I write everything in the middle, my book will still get finished just the same

I’ll just have to piece it all together like a puzzle 😆

#myFirstBook #myBook #writing #reading #book

Phew
Break?
Coffee? ☕

Things are going pretty well

Once again, this has nothing to do with the flow of what I’m posting, but if I write everything in the middle, my book will still get finished just the same

I’ll just have to piece it all together like a puzzle 😆

#myFirstBook #myBook #writing #reading #book

Phew
Break?
Coffee? ☕

Things are going pretty well

Once again, this has nothing to do with the flow of what I’m posting, but if I write everything in the middle, my book will still get finished just the same

I’ll just have to piece it all together like a puzzle 😆

#myFirstBook #myBook #writing #reading #book

Phew
Break?
Coffee? ☕

Things are going pretty well

Once again, this has nothing to do with the flow of what I’m posting, but if I write everything in the middle, my book will still get finished just the same

I’ll just have to piece it all together like a puzzle 😆

#myFirstBook #myBook #writing #reading #book

Phew
Break?
Coffee? ☕

Things are going pretty well

Once again, this has nothing to do with the flow of what I’m posting, but if I write everything in the middle, my book will still get finished just the same

I’ll just have to piece it all together like a puzzle 😆

#myFirstBook #myBook #writing #reading #book

🤔

During my night shift yesterday, I started reading through the book I’d begun again, just to get back into the mood.

I should keep at it, because 6 hours weren’t enough to read what I’ve written so far.
But it won’t be long before I’ve read through everything

#myBook #myFirstBook #reading #writing #book #mastodon #fediverse

🤔

During my night shift yesterday, I started reading through the book I’d begun again, just to get back into the mood.

I should keep at it, because 6 hours weren’t enough to read what I’ve written so far.
But it won’t be long before I’ve read through everything

#myBook #myFirstBook #reading #writing #book #mastodon #fediverse

🤔

During my night shift yesterday, I started reading through the book I’d begun again, just to get back into the mood.

I should keep at it, because 6 hours weren’t enough to read what I’ve written so far.
But it won’t be long before I’ve read through everything

#myBook #myFirstBook #reading #writing #book #mastodon #fediverse

🤔

During my night shift yesterday, I started reading through the book I’d begun again, just to get back into the mood.

I should keep at it, because 6 hours weren’t enough to read what I’ve written so far.
But it won’t be long before I’ve read through everything

#myBook #myFirstBook #reading #writing #book #mastodon #fediverse

🤔

During my night shift yesterday, I started reading through the book I’d begun again, just to get back into the mood.

I should keep at it, because 6 hours weren’t enough to read what I’ve written so far.
But it won’t be long before I’ve read through everything

#myBook #myFirstBook #reading #writing #book #mastodon #fediverse

I got my physical proof copy in!!!!!! I'm so excited to hold this in my hands after all this time ❤️❤️❤️ #writesky #indienovel #indiewriter #mybook

You'll enjoy Soul Piece if you love reading about: ❤️ Ace main characters ❤️ Queer characters ❤️ Chaotic and supportive friends ❤️ Sweet and interesting love interests ❤️ Familial bonds ❤️ Strong female characters ❤️ Wholesome male characters ❤️ Cute animals ❤️ A splash of supernatural #writesky #mybook

You'll enjoy Soul Piece if you love reading about: ❤️ Ace main characters ❤️ Queer characters ❤️ Chaotic and supportive friends ❤️ Sweet and interesting love interests ❤️ Familial bonds ❤️ Strong female characters ❤️ Wholesome male characters ❤️ Cute animals ❤️ A splash of supernatural #writesky #mybook

You'll enjoy Soul Piece if you love reading about: ❤️ Ace main characters ❤️ Queer characters ❤️ Chaotic and supportive friends ❤️ Sweet and interesting love interests ❤️ Familial bonds ❤️ Strong female characters ❤️ Wholesome male characters ❤️ Cute animals ❤️ A splash of supernatural #writesky #mybook

You'll enjoy Soul Piece if you love reading about: ❤️ Ace main characters ❤️ Queer characters ❤️ Chaotic and supportive friends ❤️ Sweet and interesting love interests ❤️ Familial bonds ❤️ Strong female characters ❤️ Wholesome male characters ❤️ Cute animals ❤️ A splash of supernatural #writesky #mybook

C'è un prima e c'è un dopo, ricordi da riordinare, un vestito di carta da cucire
#scriveresempre #mybook #dentrolanebbiacosace #aprile2026 #books #booklovers @foto

https://www.ivvi.it/product/dentro-la-nebbia-cosa-c-e-ebook/

C'è un prima e c'è un dopo, ricordi da riordinare, un vestito di carta da cucire
#scriveresempre #mybook #dentrolanebbiacosace #aprile2026 #books #booklovers @foto

https://www.ivvi.it/product/dentro-la-nebbia-cosa-c-e-ebook/

C'è un prima e c'è un dopo, ricordi da riordinare, un vestito di carta da cucire
#scriveresempre #mybook #dentrolanebbiacosace #aprile2026 #books #booklovers @foto

https://www.ivvi.it/product/dentro-la-nebbia-cosa-c-e-ebook/

C'è un prima e c'è un dopo, ricordi da riordinare, un vestito di carta da cucire
#scriveresempre #mybook #dentrolanebbiacosace #aprile2026 #books #booklovers @foto

https://www.ivvi.it/product/dentro-la-nebbia-cosa-c-e-ebook/

C'è un prima e c'è un dopo, ricordi da riordinare, un vestito di carta da cucire
#scriveresempre #mybook #dentrolanebbiacosace #aprile2026 #books #booklovers @foto

https://www.ivvi.it/product/dentro-la-nebbia-cosa-c-e-ebook/

Leere Paperbacks und analoge Tagebücher erleben aktuell einen Boom in Japan. Die leeren Bücher, die man selbst füllt, sind besonders bei der Generation Z beliebt. Viele teilen ihre Notizen online und tauschen sich untereinander aus.

#japan #mybook

https://sumikai.com/nachrichten-aus-japan/lifestyle/leere-paperbacks-und-analoge-tagebuecher-erleben-ein-comeback-in-japan-373037/

Leere Paperbacks und analoge Tagebücher erleben aktuell einen Boom in Japan. Die leeren Bücher, die man selbst füllt, sind besonders bei der Generation Z beliebt. Viele teilen ihre Notizen online und tauschen sich untereinander aus.

#japan #mybook

https://sumikai.com/nachrichten-aus-japan/lifestyle/leere-paperbacks-und-analoge-tagebuecher-erleben-ein-comeback-in-japan-373037/

Leere Paperbacks und analoge Tagebücher erleben aktuell einen Boom in Japan. Die leeren Bücher, die man selbst füllt, sind besonders bei der Generation Z beliebt. Viele teilen ihre Notizen online und tauschen sich untereinander aus.

#japan #mybook

https://sumikai.com/nachrichten-aus-japan/lifestyle/leere-paperbacks-und-analoge-tagebuecher-erleben-ein-comeback-in-japan-373037/

Leere Paperbacks und analoge Tagebücher erleben aktuell einen Boom in Japan. Die leeren Bücher, die man selbst füllt, sind besonders bei der Generation Z beliebt. Viele teilen ihre Notizen online und tauschen sich untereinander aus.

#japan #mybook

https://sumikai.com/nachrichten-aus-japan/lifestyle/leere-paperbacks-und-analoge-tagebuecher-erleben-ein-comeback-in-japan-373037/

Leere Paperbacks und analoge Tagebücher erleben aktuell einen Boom in Japan. Die leeren Bücher, die man selbst füllt, sind besonders bei der Generation Z beliebt. Viele teilen ihre Notizen online und tauschen sich untereinander aus.

#japan #mybook

https://sumikai.com/nachrichten-aus-japan/lifestyle/leere-paperbacks-und-analoge-tagebuecher-erleben-ein-comeback-in-japan-373037/

Taken on Wednesday, 11 June, 2025 from 12:28 to 12:31 with Samsung Galaxy A05s at Perkamil Sub-district, Paal Dua District, Manado, North Sulawesi, Indonesia.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #socialism #communism #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish #bookworm #bibliophile #indonesianbook #indonesianbooks #bukuindonesia

Taken on Wednesday, 11 June, 2025 from 12:28 to 12:31 with Samsung Galaxy A05s at Perkamil Sub-district, Paal Dua District, Manado, North Sulawesi, Indonesia.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #socialism #communism #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish #bookworm #bibliophile #indonesianbook #indonesianbooks #bukuindonesia

Taken on Wednesday, 11 June, 2025 from 12:28 to 12:31 with Samsung Galaxy A05s at Perkamil Sub-district, Paal Dua District, Manado, North Sulawesi, Indonesia.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #socialism #communism #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish #bookworm #bibliophile #indonesianbook #indonesianbooks #bukuindonesia

Even though I, and maybe you too, were not born when Yugoslavia still existed, Yugoslavia will always be in our hearts. It's not perfect of course but it was a proof that that in the development of socialism to achieve communism, it must be adapted to national conditions.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish

Even though I, and maybe you too, were not born when Yugoslavia still existed, Yugoslavia will always be in our hearts. It's not perfect of course but it was a proof that that in the development of socialism to achieve communism, it must be adapted to national conditions.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish

Even though I, and maybe you too, were not born when Yugoslavia still existed, Yugoslavia will always be in our hearts. It's not perfect of course but it was a proof that that in the development of socialism to achieve communism, it must be adapted to national conditions.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish

As always, in any book you read about Yugoslavia, including encyclopedias, it is impossible not to find a picture of the old city of Dubrovnik in Croatia. One of the most beautiful places in the Balkans. One day I will go there, for sure.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish #bookworm #bibliophile

As always, in any book you read about Yugoslavia, including encyclopedias, it is impossible not to find a picture of the old city of Dubrovnik in Croatia. One of the most beautiful places in the Balkans. One day I will go there, for sure.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish #bookworm #bibliophile

As always, in any book you read about Yugoslavia, including encyclopedias, it is impossible not to find a picture of the old city of Dubrovnik in Croatia. One of the most beautiful places in the Balkans. One day I will go there, for sure.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish #bookworm #bibliophile

There are some typos and inaccuracies in this entry. I know because Indonesian is my native language. For example "Serbia" is written as "Servia" which is an outdated and controversial term to refer to Serbia. But other than that, the information is correct.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish #bookworm

There are some typos and inaccuracies in this entry. I know because Indonesian is my native language. For example "Serbia" is written as "Servia" which is an outdated and controversial term to refer to Serbia. But other than that, the information is correct.

#sofiaflorina #ソフィアフロリナ #encyclopedia #encyclopedias #encyclopaedia #encyclopaedias #yugoslavia #jugoslavija #jugoslavia #југославија #югославия #yougoslavie #book #books #mybook #mybooks #booklover #booklovers #bookish #bookworm