System towards perfection (150th post)

[This is the 150th post on this blog]

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Have you ever been from any riverside? Well the flow of it never remains same at all the points. Somewhere, it changes. It must be changed! My life was just like a little boy and had no surprises at all, like other kids, you know... Neither I had to write diary or had any strong feeling to any components of life so that I should start writing poems. It was as simple as a white piece of paper, as pure as clean water and as smooth as the silky saree, soft as a lotus petal and comfortable as mother's lap. I never had to worry about the definitions of life or the inner meanings of it. Mornings were always blue to my eyes and if somebody wishes me 'Good morning', I would think that what's so unique in it to tell? Mornings are always good and start with a bunch of school books!

From childhood, I have always been freakin' scientific! I'm not trying to show up. It was the words from my parents and relatives who always took care of me. I would swallow all the astronomy books and never hesitated on myself wondering on the roof of our apartment on nights to get myself on the edges of my milky way... "There is Cassiopeia; you see those fives on 'W' shape?" I could even utter fluently the velocity of the Pioneer 10 when it was passing by the Jupiter's gravitational pull.

I’ve always realized there and after that you know; simplicity, singularity and creativity, they come in a package and the simplest thing in the world is indeed the most complex thing as well. So the man or woman you actually are trying to figure out simple perhaps will come up with the most complex things.

I have tried to devote myself entirely for the logical outcomes of the reality. Nothing ever seemed to me ‘programmed-to-be’. Whenever you look up on the sky or try to make up the life and its source or evolution, somewhere you’ll find questioning yourself that are all of these just patterned? Designed? We are so tiny in this universe that the level of our existence in it is far beyond our imagination. So sometimes universe and all its incidences may seem like written previously. But actually the thing is most of the clues around us we ignore to see, miss to see, escape or skip to see. That actually makes the fabric of the universe seem so perfect to us. So appropriate, as much as it makes you believe that all of these are just written or drawn by someone.

All the source codes of the universe and every perception in it can be found through our lives. That’s why it is made for. Only you are real, you’re the reference frame. It’s quite expectable that you will look for the mysteries of where you live, least for once in life. And once you’re involved into the mission of solving your existence, you gotta be creative, open-minded. Only a crystal clear mind can react with the cosmic truths. Once you have been able to promote yourself to that point, you will see that universe had been nothing but implanted in your mind. Thus you’ll get a system towards perfection!

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