The narratives of progress and regress are mythological in character. Every spirit, every mind proposes his vision with utmost certainty as if no other alternative is equally true. This sense of certainty brings dogmatic scholarship, devoid of any possibility to attain objectivity and truth. The so called progressives treat history and mythology with contempts at the cost of nurturing his unconscious continuity of past and present. DNA is a living example of continuous evolution of genes. Language is another example which makes the society a continuous substratum, like a living organisms. What else could be said than the fact that all our relative knowledge in Buddhist term takes its shape in structure of time and space. Time is a scale of history, not necessarily making everything better, but it encompasses all the experiences ever experienced. A fragment of second is super-rich like a nucleus of atom. So called progressives vehemently react against the reality and lives in a superficial world of heaven crafted by a few ideologues, whose lives and practices were never in conformity with the theories they proposed to build a hyper-society of Engels. There is another alternative of progress proposed by moralists and culturalists. This model is all about living in a fictional world of history, whereas the river of milk was flowing without any scarcity. Modern culture has poisoned that river and has made every stream of water as stinking sewers. In dichotomy of bipolar narratives is there any possibly to visualise the freshness of Sunrise and droplets? Can there be a progress without getting associated with the mythology of dogmatic scholarships? Possibility is aways there. But every possibility also brings in its inception the negation of potentials.
Student: I want to excel in my life. Over the years, my graph of success is achieving a new height. I am doing hard work to become one of the smartest and richest persons on the Earth. Teacher: Wonderful! Who is achiever and what is achieved? Student: I am the achiever. My name and fame are shining day by day. Teacher: Who is this ‘I’? What is the material by which it is produced? Student: I is the ego which is the agent achieving successes and facing failures. Teacher: Whether ego is real or imaginary? Student: It is made of name, form, and function. Teacher: Whether name, form, and function are eternal? Student: No, they are changing. Teacher: Anything changes does it exist? Whether these are real or merely fictitious images appearing and disappearing before the sightscreen of mind? Student: They are the images constructing my identity as a person. Teacher: Well said! What is the stuff by which these images are made of? Who is maker and what is made? Student: They ar...
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