There was i( We call it i) as a part of the anti-matter. It is more or less same as the matter but we do not have a solid form. Then a wave called a thought came in the anti-matter which made i to do a miraculous thing. Anti-mattter mass in the whole known (seen) and unknown universe, is connected and communicate with eack other as if one to one. The material world, as we know, is the same; but only very few know how to communicate.
So i selected that ovum in my mother's womb and the sperm from my pater and become one cell. Da Da Da Dee doooo. A miracle as all the religious boffins say.
THen the one cell: as i was strong and still riding the original anti-matter thought, divided by the binary system. Yep 1 into 2 then to 4, 6 etc.
See here I am. it is not i anymore but I. Father, son and the ghost. Yes the father who created myself; the son who is I, and the ghost who will be the memory of myself. To myself I feel no differences in the three forms as it is I. But to an outsider I am the trinity of I.
Jesus Buddha etc had the same thought as I.
Jesus said, "I am the father, son and the ghost."
Buddha said, "Heavons above, Earth below, I am the only one,"
I am trying to make everything I think and do simple without 'ifs' and 'buts', so that I can have an easy life.
Wednesday, July 06, 2011
Happiness
Happiness is not laughing out loud. When someone skids on the iced pavement and fall people laugh out loud.
I am not saying laughing is not happiness.
Happiness is not measured by boffins to let us know that we are happy.
Happiness is not to be contended either, as I might be contented in getting a measly sum as wages for the work I do. But Am I happy?
It is a beautiful feeling I feel now as I am writing this, as I feel happy. That has nothing to do with anything.
May be one day when I am dead and Gone I might be able to disconnect myself from all this and write to you.
I am a selfish person.If you cannot find the links in this blog, I have majority of them filed, Email me!
I am not saying laughing is not happiness.
Happiness is not measured by boffins to let us know that we are happy.
Happiness is not to be contended either, as I might be contented in getting a measly sum as wages for the work I do. But Am I happy?
It is a beautiful feeling I feel now as I am writing this, as I feel happy. That has nothing to do with anything.
May be one day when I am dead and Gone I might be able to disconnect myself from all this and write to you.
I am a selfish person.If you cannot find the links in this blog, I have majority of them filed, Email me!
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