Of Shiva and Ganesh
God of creation and God of destruction, God of chaos and evolution, He who transforms. Parvati’s lover. Patron of yoga and arts. Limitless, transcendent, unchanging and formless. Equally gifted with the trishula as purveyor of death as with the damaru as herald of joy. Shiva, Sabesan: the Cosmic Dancer, Nataraja. He who calls forth the end and thus beginnings. Apasmara’s bane.
Son of Shiva’s laughter, Ganesh Ekadanta, remover of obstacles, patron of arts and sciences, deva of intellect and wisdom, God of beginnings. Patron of letters and learning. Lord of the Ganapatya and the Ganas and perhaps, of the serpent Vasuki (he was, after all, Shesha, the divine serpent, in his incarnation as Vighnaraja). Aum is his form, the primal sound personified.
Legends and myths and religions, the three careless cousins, born of ether and nightmares, but perhaps not these. These seem from elsewhere, certainly from else–when.
Somewhere, George Harrison, perhaps now son of Hare, in a purple haze smiles while in a corner meditating sits Siddhartha.
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