Hypocrisy

How is a man different from a mosquito that you can’t kill him? Death is the same for both. Why is it related to darkness? It can be bright and beaming and lustrous. It is a web that we are entangled to. If we hadn’t been outside the prison even once (or don’t remember the past) we try to make a home out of it. When we don’t know what light is---we try to make up a definition. We relate to the familiar gibberish resembling the sounds of a baby as words.

We all are much bigger self’s than we recognize. Death could be the gateway to get back to ourselves. Life---does it have a meaning or that word has been coined up as a courteous synonym of selfishness? “Reality” should be the only word in the dictionary but with a different meaning---one which we still don’t know. Love is a curse but you still love to pant after an orgasm. You love, you desire---you desire, you live on. That’s narcissistic, and again a synonym of selfishness. When you close your eyes, they are open within. Only when you know the meaning of dimension, you can enumerate it. We are happy (whatever it means) not to think or not being able to, but are we really? Think of the weirdest thing you’ve ever wanted to do and think that it’s done, all that you wanted to have, you have---so what do you end up with? Or rather what do you start over with? Ever wondered why we end up to 9 as the highest single digit? That’s our limitation. Ever wondered why you can’t love everyone you see? That’s our limitation. Nothing is something you never get, but you always long for nothing. The only way to find nothing is to become one.

So since you have read so far, what are you waiting for? Just go get yourself dead, step back into the world of unknown realities, adios…….