ہزاروں خواہشیں ایسی کہ ہر خواہش پے دم نکلے

بہت نکلے میرے ارماں مگر پھر بھی کم نکلے

Such are my countless yearnings, that each desire takes the breath away,                                            

Each longing that I stave off, only makes me crave for more no doubt!

(A famous verse from the poem of Mirza Ghalib, a renowned poet hailing from the Indian Subcontinent)

Man’s wish to be immortal is the existential crisis he is born with, and to achieve that freedom, he shall spend a lifetime consumed by how to make himself free from the bondage of time, age, and/or disease even at the expense of losing that which he loves most. Generations have passed, sometimes finding but mostly losing, that which was thought to give the ultimate happiness only to add to their state of dissatisfaction. Such is the predilection we have all inherited making us restless beyond belief in our pursuits to give meaning to our lives, sometimes lost in the wonders of the world, at times dis-eased and most of the time disillusioned, tired out, giving in to our realities from whence there is no escape. 

Tuberculosis was known as the disease of the migrants and what person on this earth does not hail from one? So even if we have never had the disease itself, we may carry it in our genes making us predisposed to its symptoms. How many people have left their homelands, either made to leave there by force or of their own accord in search of opportunity and a better life, in both cases there is either a want to go back to where they belong or a search for a place where they belong.

The inability to belong is at their core, it is what produces the restlessness! A preconditioning.

Individuals needing the Tuberculinum nosode are those mystified souls that cannot seem to find any repose from this tumult within. Resultantly they must remain in a state of motion, seeking change constantly, for if they stop moving, it reminds them of their preconditioning! Their mind and body already feels trapped by that core feeling, and to escape that internal stasis, they must roam. Hence the outdoors is their great asylum, thats where they are able to breathe, and just like the constricted breath is the bane of the one afflicted by the disease itself so is the Tuber individual mentally and emotionally when he can’t be in motion.

Breathing is life, moving without restrictions is how it renews the body, but the coughing and wheezing patient of tuberculosis, struggling for breath, feels as restrained as the mind of the Tuber which is highly troubled by control that restricts his motion. The Tuber needs to move like the wind, that flows from one region to another without any hinderances that will bind it, traveling and making new connections, until quickly getting tired of what he already has and then again running after that which he doesn’t. This makes the Tuber emotionally unable to settle down, this predicament will for obvious reasons arise problems in an individual’s life, but he feels unable to change himself, so he shall suffer himself along with those he loves best.

The Tuber is like a breath, that gives life only when it is in motion, so does the tuber need to keep on moving.

But where does this breath hail from, no one knows, our home is what gives us a sense of belonging, but if there were no place you felt at home what then?

The problems faced by a Tuber individual may have initiated early in his life and tuberculosis may run in the family. As a child the Tuber is prone to getting colds and respiratory problems, indurated glands, allergic to cats, milk, dislikes dogs, a weakly constitution affected adversely by the cold and wet weather. But this is a hyperactive child, cannot sit down or be forced to do so, he needs to move constantly. When such a child is dealt with force, that will bring about physical symptoms in him in some form of a disease. Generally the Tuber child may be labeled autistic or on the spectrum, only to be treated for that particular dis-ease but not why he may be acting the way he does. So the disease shall be treated but not the child and until the disease is not understood in relation to why it happens in certain persons while it does not in others, we shall not be able to cure it.

Abound with contradictory wants and wishes, the Tuber adult shall be consumed by them, the whole system wants too much, too soon, in much abundance. Like a cancer, the perverted mind creates desires that stifle the growth and nourishment of everything around it, until all is devoured.

“My connection with the past has been destroyed; therefore, I seek the new and kick the old.”

~Misha Norland (Signatures, Miasms, AIDS – Spiritual Aspects of Homeopathy)