Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Saturday, October 12, 2013
still engrossed in physical matters..?
Look up, see things, feel things and everything just float. All this time, the physical that runs and rules. Actually it is a gradual process of rising up till it touches the all thought that actually runs and rules. The physical shall be drowned just like what happened to Nabi Noah and the Ark that saw nothing but all thoughts were the savior. Allahuakbar.
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