this is for real

in my train, guy n friend watchn terminator on laptop vid friend n many curious onlookers...pbbly dwnloaded fm sm WAN OR website....dis is whr da world is headed....entertainment when i want, where i want n on any device i want...communicatn paradigm changin - ppl choosing content hosted on sm server or device anywhere in the world. Fgt one to many communication, tis now many to many. Better rengineer urself...

oMG

fm da time i remembr clearly of, i've had dis burning desire to meet the Creator. For no particular reason, just tht i must meet God while i was still alive. Dying n meeting i was very suspicious of...long long journey - thru happiness, thru sorrow n everything in between beyond. The fire grew stronger till one day, i met my Master. She seemed to know me thru n thru, though v'd only just met. But this much i knew, i'd reached the only way there is to get an attendance with the Creator. But in all my carelessness still kept stumbling everywhere, relying on my Master to pick me up again. Till finaly one day my Master decided to let me on my own, with only Her past advice n love for company. Well Ma i finally made it.

existentialism

what indeed is this strange experience tht is occuring? Like being in a dream with complete awareness of it being just a dream....n v r not discussing merely an intellectual understanding or acceptance of the above, but a living reality of this phenomenon in this very moment. Really unreal, unbelievably believable, incredibly credible. sounds like bunkum? Well, jus wait till it gets u!

so i thought abt who's dis Master, whose touch alone can put you out of all the illusory pain you've heaped upon urself. Thr is no simple answer, but there is the truth. The master is the most pristine n purest part of you, your Self. But don't Masters have a physical form - seated in lotus posture n all of tht? Sure, they do. Tht is just the external projection of ur internal journey. When you touch tht purest part within, it manifests as the Master without.....

blogs usually contain tomes about people's personal experiences n their lives. My thing however, is to just publish my learnings fm wotever incidents i go thru. So i see the exprncs per se as the perishable fruit n the learnings weaned fm them as the seed with infinite possibilities. So i like to blog abt things i feel wd be most likely to get others thinking....so the short bursts of randomness.....yeah, now tis all starting to make sense : )

so y mite i nt b actively promoting my blog
Lessseeee...
1. Cos everyun does tht.
2. I'm a private kinda public person
3. Quality over quantity.
4. Laziness (?)
5. Random, like everythn else here...

told a friend who's birthday was yestday - imagine today's ur first day on dis planet; no baggage, no judgement, no thots of the future. Just like a child, look at all things around in wonder, n if u must have an opinion, make sure tis ur own.....not smun else's howevr great tht othr might be. Dis life's about you. Keep it tht way....

in my own holier than thou view, the world's already a masterpiece in perfection, created by the Perfect Artist. All grief merely emanates fm our foolish attempts to improve on perfection...rather than just living the perfection so is the poverty, pain, hunger, all part of tht perfection....well just as much as black is a colour....simply tune in to your own perfection...

we go into space lookin for parallel universes, but isnt it billions of parallel universes tht are intersecting on earth itself?? Ur life, ur universe of which u r the sun, my life my universe of which i am the center....n so on.....

there's a beautiful lesson my master once taught me - look at ur own shortcomings n others' virtues. Most of us hv got it the other way round....

dream life

while this dream is stillhappening, best co-operate vid it, goin thru it, all da time aware, tht tis merely a dream - all dis, including wot u call''I''. Tis greatly empowering...

Facebook's a fave destination for me. But hv been noticing how old content just keeps popping up over n over again. FB should feed new content into the system, n encourage people to do the same...othrwise things gona get stale in here

Okk so bloggin's not the monster i thought it was...

Nice way to just empty yourself out on

thoise unsuspectin blokes out there who have no clue wot's about to hit them...

I like.

So why "hyhkpofr"?

Basically cos I closed my eyes n hit whatever keys my fingers chose to hit.

Now that's what i call randomness. Hello people!