The Cornucopia of Our Lives

In The silence of the concrete,
Steel piled upon steel,
Stones and bricks together in play,
And wood rendering the city still.

The cacophony and the birds drown
The silent pleas of escape
From the cornucopia of human life,
Freedom from form and shape.

And here you can hear the fish talk,
You can spy on ants homeward bound,
But the noise of human breaths unheard
Amidst the propaganda and sound.

Men breath, men fall, men laugh, men cry,
We fight for all and for all we vie;
Men rise, men see, men feel, men try,
We join the clamour and fray and then we all die.

We hurt what we love and love what hurts,
And then complaint 'bot Destiny's plan;
We forget to live every moment here,
And on each hurting word spend our life span.

Nor Satan nor God,nor Light nor Dark
Will ever help us be;
But our beating Hearts and pumping Blood,
Is what will set us Free.

~Sanchali.

As Above so Below

"Quod est inferius est sicut
quod est superius, et quod
est superius est sicut quod
est inferius"
That is the basic idea I had while sketching this one randomly.
As for the explanation, it's basically the liberation of mankind.
The pseudo yin-yang symbol(which is actually supposed to depict balance) has the Egyptian Ankh or the symbol of death on one of its sides. The inevitability of
death and decay even in the highest of beings is what I meant to show by that. The roots and leaves growing downwards is the search for the establishment of a New world order amidst the chaos of religion. W hile the drawing, if you see linearly from left to right, shows the development of mankind, his spiritual destruction and his want for enlightenment..
yeah, that was my basic idea I guess..
don't know how far I have been able to explain it.

Now he you parallel this explanation, this sketch and the quote from the Emerald Tablet that I have quoted above (and which actually means "what is above is below and what is below stems from what is above") I hope you will realize what I had wanted to depict in this sketch.