Thoughts I Most Love

Thoughts I Most Love

Is there a man a woman, a creature, a being, a plant, a leaf, a stone, a rock, the rain, the clouds, ... not wonderful?

Is there a love not wonderful, a life not precious?

Love should be obvious. What’s the use of words, vows, certificates when feelings, affections change?

What’s the use of having eyes were there no wonderful world to see, or us, having a wonderful world but no eyes to see? What I meant to say is, both Man and the world are superbly, wonderfully created.

Would fate decide me to be born of Russian parents, I would certainly love them as much as my real parents, find me a Russian lover. Were I born in the future or in the past, that would be the same. My parents, my lover are the best, all are number one.

I am just happy, lucky fated to be born a man, not a woman, not a dog but my woman is just as happy born a woman not a man and my dog, a dog, not a man.                                           

And what about the infinite human potentials? What is there what he can’t learn? He can even learn to “see” without eyes, to paint with his mouth, feet, walk on his hands, make a speech when he is mute, ...

“But a man can’t learn to bear children.” So teased my woman.

Valuations fall and rise, works remain the same. Praise, fame doesn’t make the creator greater, nor blame, make him the lesser.

There must be something before that triggered the big bang or the creation of our universe. How come the sudden huge mass of the universe when there was nothing before?

God created the world, but I created God in my mind.

I’ll be true to myself.

September 2014

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