Came and read my own blog after 2 years of last posting. It was really interesting. A lot of things happened at once.
Forgotten in the humdrum of life.
Making sense of things.
Acquiring more.
Being on top
Running.
Forever
More
Fast.
Yes.
?
Why.
What for.
How much?
How much time?
Will i really be on TOP?
Sense of things that change?
Life? Snake eating its own tail?
Hhhmmmph....empty your lungs in one go. Take a shallow breath. let it out.Stop.Close your eyes. Open them. Look at everything around you. How does a baby look at these things. Imagine that. Look at things again. Your stuff. All around you. this is you. So much time spent acquiring it. hoarding it. saving it.caring for it. Take a deep breath. Look at it again. As a baby does.
Look at that bag in the corner..Imagine all the places that it has been.Imagine how it was manufactured. How it was designed.Go back, when the bag was just an idea in some one's head. Some one in this world. Is he alive? is he dead? he contributed to your life. Who? the bag designer? No.Not just Him. Everyone who ever touched everything that you have.
Do you see what i see? First feel the wonder. How much stuff is there in the world. And some of it is yours. and the entire world came together to make it happen.
And then feel the sadness. The world came together. but for what? These things? Things that sum up your life. Quantify it? things that are the measure of your life?
Man made things to measure a man's life.
Do you feel the sadness? Why did we not grow as people?
- Why did i stop writing?
- Oh..how true...wait..i wrote that.
- Umm...i still think that way
- I wish i had written more, so that i could have read more.
Forgotten in the humdrum of life.
Making sense of things.
Acquiring more.
Being on top
Running.
Forever
More
Fast.
Yes.
?
Why.
What for.
How much?
How much time?
Will i really be on TOP?
Sense of things that change?
Life? Snake eating its own tail?
Hhhmmmph....empty your lungs in one go. Take a shallow breath. let it out.Stop.Close your eyes. Open them. Look at everything around you. How does a baby look at these things. Imagine that. Look at things again. Your stuff. All around you. this is you. So much time spent acquiring it. hoarding it. saving it.caring for it. Take a deep breath. Look at it again. As a baby does.
Look at that bag in the corner..Imagine all the places that it has been.Imagine how it was manufactured. How it was designed.Go back, when the bag was just an idea in some one's head. Some one in this world. Is he alive? is he dead? he contributed to your life. Who? the bag designer? No.Not just Him. Everyone who ever touched everything that you have.
Do you see what i see? First feel the wonder. How much stuff is there in the world. And some of it is yours. and the entire world came together to make it happen.
And then feel the sadness. The world came together. but for what? These things? Things that sum up your life. Quantify it? things that are the measure of your life?
Man made things to measure a man's life.
Do you feel the sadness? Why did we not grow as people?
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