The right and the wrong were in a war, then came a third who does not want nor the right nor the wrong.
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Friday, October 4, 2013
Just a thought: God, science and ideas
God by coming to earth using a human body, he said words of wisdom and gave directions, he used examples and inspired us the new testament.
There was a great message and a huge example.
In the beginning of times God created all, he hit the trigger and launched a chain of non stop miracles, but all are predictable ones, we can predict those miracles the more we go deep into the spirit and science. He made all perfect and he did not want to interfere directly into it any more.
In the old testament he gave directions and talked to people, but his message in the new testament and the example he gave is that all will be done through us humans by all our unlimited diversity and uniqueness for he is unlimited. He made us a bridge he said it loud and clear...
Everything new that will be brought to this world will be through you dear humans, each of you is a bridge for loads of new miracles, each person is a bridge for unlimited blessings given from God.
We are the third testament, the currently living one, by holding his word we assure a clean pass for his blessings through the bridges. By appreciating each person and loving him we assure more flow of blessings.
He made each of us a complex of body, mind and soul a complex needed to explore the already existing miracles and to allow the flow of new ones.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
knights!!!
When people are cowards accepting humiliation, living under covered dictatorship and refuses to open their eyes blinded by hate and packed Ideas, it is a necessity to create illusionary wars to make illusionary scores.
Fill them with fear, fill them with hate and their strings will be attached to your fingers...
Fill them with fear, fill them with hate and their strings will be attached to your fingers...
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Free fall
I have deep feeling that I trust so much...
In fact it is much more than a feeling, it is a philosophy coming out from experience, but the process is too hard to be explained...
I say humanity is a Phoenix, a Phoenix should burn to death so it raises again, and his death is so peaceful and here the word death is not dramatic as we know it but it is a kind of beauty...
This Phoenix has decided not to go in death and decided to struggle and fight against his cycle of life. This Phoenix decided to ignore that he is immortal only because he is mortal, so the Phoenix of humanity once decided to defy this, he felt so mighty and strong but his flame is becoming so dull, he knows deep inside that he should allow him self to die to get rid of all this shit that is stuffing his shining flame, but he can't anymore he is now a cowered out of his routine, now he is afraid from what he knows is the reason of his beauty and freedom, he does not dare to get back to ash so he rises again brighter than ever.
Humanity should be left in free fall. For the believers it should only be left to the hands of God, and we should trust this free fall, it will be filled with terror but no one should ever try to stop it. No governments should be kept, no kind of security and armed people should be left... All kind of force of regulation should be stopped, this will create a big mess that through it will shine the truth and life of humanity... We should all know that we do not own the nature or anything else in this universe we are only a part of it so we shall be in harmony with it and work for it's good... During all this time no one will be forced to be good, no crime will be punished from any legal side and during this we shall all teach our kids that love is a priority (and maybe not even teach them this), love of other humans and of nature... No one is allowed to force anything on the other or to act with superiority to an other, and each one should know that he is so especial and unique among all others.
Since I know how hard it is to let the Phoenix of humanity go into his cycle of life in such a way... I invite each one of you to close his eyes and let him self into this... Live this experience alone and it will make you a different person for a new humanity.
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Who am I?
I tend to be loud
I escape the traditional ways
I adore silence
I tend to live in the middle of the crowd
I want to be heard
I do not want to scream
I want to be different
I do not want to be judged
I want to show my uniqueness
I do not want to be worshiped
I want to be understood
I do not want to talk
I want to understand
I do not want to suffer
I love my life
I curse my life every day
I am powerful
I drown in pain everyday
I am courageous
I hesitate a thousand time
I want peace
I insanely think at every second
I love my craziness
I suffer of madness
I know you can't know me
I know you can know enough about me
I laugh at who calls him self my friend
I smile to friends
I am not smart
But...
I escape the traditional ways
I adore silence
I tend to live in the middle of the crowd
I want to be heard
I do not want to scream
I want to be different
I do not want to be judged
I want to show my uniqueness
I do not want to be worshiped
I want to be understood
I do not want to talk
I want to understand
I do not want to suffer
I love my life
I curse my life every day
I am powerful
I drown in pain everyday
I am courageous
I hesitate a thousand time
I want peace
I insanely think at every second
I love my craziness
I suffer of madness
I know you can't know me
I know you can know enough about me
I laugh at who calls him self my friend
I smile to friends
I am not smart
But...
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Love the system
I was so young desperately seeking freedom, right after I got out of my childhood,
There was walls all around me, following me where ever I go.
I tried to run away, I found my self away from the shadows it offered me; I got scared, the sun burned my tender skin.
Lost again and forced to get in the shadow of these high walls, hating the walls but laying underneath it, sometimes trying to climb it and other times tempted to go run under the sun. I many times tried to crack those walls, it crashed my nails, and wounded my skin.
My body covered with dust my skin getting thicker, but still the situation is the same.
There was that door that I was too proud to get through it, I did not want to be similar to every one, similar to those old people getting through it.
I wanted to be like those few who I see from time to time, they have grown older, they are still on the outside but unlike me they have a smile on their face and a mysterious deep look in their eyes.
I wanted to learn, I heard stories about them that said that they are like no other humans or some said that they are not humans at all.
Staring from far, never dared to talk to them, never dared to get close to them.
Growing with time, courage grew in my heart and I walk toward these men.
Getting close to them I heard them sing a song, the main refrain was the same I grew up hearing from the people around "Oh, it's a dangerous world boys, repeat and say. Oh, it's a dangerous world boys."
Weird are those guys, they are men above men, they are singing the same song as the small men.
Yes, this is what I heard what I understood, it is the same lyrics. I felt desperate, there was no answer. I picked up my self all this distance maybe I can find an answer for all the "hows" I asked.
Time is still playing his game, I did not want to give, up I stayed and roamed for years in-vain no answer; Walked back home or better to say walked back to where I was.
Getting closer to the old places the sound of the legends was decreasing and the sound of dead was rising, yes it was the same words being singed by all... This is when I stopped, my body shivering, it truly is the same words but it is not the same song. The dead where singing again and again singing but nagging, nagging and crying "Oh, it's a dangerous world boys"; while my ears missed the singing of the legends, who were singing and shouting, screaming and celebrating the tough days the high obstacles.
Wonder never left my heart, but that breeze of an answer was caressing my skin.
There was no way I can go back now to the legends because I can't survive long in their shadows, I continued my way to my old place, now I have new eyes admiring new stuff and having a different perspective reading all what is around, but the view is not getting any more beautiful than before.
I have seen her one day playing around and giving me an attractive look from time to time, she had magic in her eyes like I have never seen; attracted me to her and got me under her spell. She pushed in my veins an extreme power that almost blew me up from the inside, I almost got an over dose, much over than what my body could ever handle. I was not really enjoying that boost I enjoyed the new experience that was taking over my mind till it got me drunk and unconscious.
I followed her steps with joy, but she was like every one heading to that mysterious door, I never like the odor getting out of it... It was painful seeing that she decided to go with the flow. It was the first time I get that close to the door what allowed me to look through it and see what sucks people inside.
Every one seemed happy. still not convinced I decided to make that step inside, because the external world became so repetitive.
Nothing surprising there, all smiles, fake smiles because each is shameful to show his boredom. But I couldn't do the same, I was smiling at the beginning everything new brings some joy to my heart. Benefit from some rest and explore the new entourage cause soon the trip must continue.
Examining the place, I found it was wilder and wider than it's inhabitants make it look. I knew that I can live there and discover the place and enjoying the daily new stuff it will offer, all this in one condition the fake smile that I may wear sometimes should not import fake feelings to my heart.
It will be the day where I will be somehow as the legends I have seen before, and hope I will sing my own song.
There was walls all around me, following me where ever I go.
I tried to run away, I found my self away from the shadows it offered me; I got scared, the sun burned my tender skin.
Lost again and forced to get in the shadow of these high walls, hating the walls but laying underneath it, sometimes trying to climb it and other times tempted to go run under the sun. I many times tried to crack those walls, it crashed my nails, and wounded my skin.
My body covered with dust my skin getting thicker, but still the situation is the same.
There was that door that I was too proud to get through it, I did not want to be similar to every one, similar to those old people getting through it.
I wanted to be like those few who I see from time to time, they have grown older, they are still on the outside but unlike me they have a smile on their face and a mysterious deep look in their eyes.
I wanted to learn, I heard stories about them that said that they are like no other humans or some said that they are not humans at all.
Staring from far, never dared to talk to them, never dared to get close to them.
Growing with time, courage grew in my heart and I walk toward these men.
Getting close to them I heard them sing a song, the main refrain was the same I grew up hearing from the people around "Oh, it's a dangerous world boys, repeat and say. Oh, it's a dangerous world boys."
Weird are those guys, they are men above men, they are singing the same song as the small men.
Yes, this is what I heard what I understood, it is the same lyrics. I felt desperate, there was no answer. I picked up my self all this distance maybe I can find an answer for all the "hows" I asked.
Time is still playing his game, I did not want to give, up I stayed and roamed for years in-vain no answer; Walked back home or better to say walked back to where I was.
Getting closer to the old places the sound of the legends was decreasing and the sound of dead was rising, yes it was the same words being singed by all... This is when I stopped, my body shivering, it truly is the same words but it is not the same song. The dead where singing again and again singing but nagging, nagging and crying "Oh, it's a dangerous world boys"; while my ears missed the singing of the legends, who were singing and shouting, screaming and celebrating the tough days the high obstacles.
Wonder never left my heart, but that breeze of an answer was caressing my skin.
There was no way I can go back now to the legends because I can't survive long in their shadows, I continued my way to my old place, now I have new eyes admiring new stuff and having a different perspective reading all what is around, but the view is not getting any more beautiful than before.
I have seen her one day playing around and giving me an attractive look from time to time, she had magic in her eyes like I have never seen; attracted me to her and got me under her spell. She pushed in my veins an extreme power that almost blew me up from the inside, I almost got an over dose, much over than what my body could ever handle. I was not really enjoying that boost I enjoyed the new experience that was taking over my mind till it got me drunk and unconscious.
I followed her steps with joy, but she was like every one heading to that mysterious door, I never like the odor getting out of it... It was painful seeing that she decided to go with the flow. It was the first time I get that close to the door what allowed me to look through it and see what sucks people inside.
Every one seemed happy. still not convinced I decided to make that step inside, because the external world became so repetitive.
Nothing surprising there, all smiles, fake smiles because each is shameful to show his boredom. But I couldn't do the same, I was smiling at the beginning everything new brings some joy to my heart. Benefit from some rest and explore the new entourage cause soon the trip must continue.
Examining the place, I found it was wilder and wider than it's inhabitants make it look. I knew that I can live there and discover the place and enjoying the daily new stuff it will offer, all this in one condition the fake smile that I may wear sometimes should not import fake feelings to my heart.
It will be the day where I will be somehow as the legends I have seen before, and hope I will sing my own song.
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