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हरिः ॐ
I haven’t yet come to the point where when i write here that i am sorry that i didn’t write as i said i would, that i would mean it and feel it in my bones. So i won’t say that out loud. (And when i would really mean that, i wouldn’t have to write, because my actions would show). Below whatever i write is how it feels at the time of writing, not before and likely nor after.
A new dawn is coming. Things are ending, moving towards a new way of living - with freedom, creativity and integrity. Do you also feel it - the movement that is happening all around? Is it something external to us? Or is it the external manifestation of connection that holds us together? Can you see that and perceive too? The rate at which our external world is changing, moving towards higher, more abstract semantics, each and every day.
It is a shame that i haven’t removed the i’s from the writings like the way i said i would do. And while every day it gets more difficult to clarify reality from non-reality, there is progress. So many potentialities, and wonderful at that. I want to see you before it all crumbles down, as it seems to be happening right now - it seems as though the world as we see it is collapsing.
Is it possible for us to not cling onto the past? I am discovering this. Because sometimes I do want to use some past nothings to tease you a bit, [[TheFog|here]] and [[FlowersForAFriend|there]]. I am sorry that i ever bugged you with my things. And while i do want to make complains about how much you [https://youtube.com/watch?v=fX72As0TF4w| ____] me in my heart, fortunately or unfortunately, however my complains go up.
Please see me as though you would see a stranger. Please plus one, if this works for you. Maybe last i saw of you, or you of me, was the period after the stop. I don’t know what will happen. Maybe see me as you would want to see me, the way that suits you. Plus two if it is the latter.
I am still figuring out how to convey things without the words, using structures - semantic and otherwise. Why you don’t use words, being so lovely with them, is one of the things i don’t understand. As you have seen that i am not so compassionate with them as you are. Here are some of those words - “sometimes i don’t understand you one bit”.
There isn’t much time. The changes are happening rapidly. The world seems to be moving towards a singularity, rapidly - an inflection point in time. Again. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w1TGnzEexww| Coming to an end].
[[File:A starry night.jpg|thumb|A Starry Night]]
ॐ शान्तिः शान्तिः शान्तिः ॥

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हरिः ॐ

I haven’t yet come to the point where when i write here that i am sorry that i didn’t write as i said i would, that i would mean it and feel it in my bones. So i won’t say that out loud. (And when i would really mean that, i wouldn’t have to write, because my actions would show). Below whatever i write is how it feels at the time of writing, not before and likely nor after.

A new dawn is coming. Things are ending, moving towards a new way of living - with freedom, creativity and integrity. Do you also feel it - the movement that is happening all around? Is it something external to us? Or is it the external manifestation of connection that holds us together? Can you see that and perceive too? The rate at which our external world is changing, moving towards higher, more abstract semantics, each and every day.

It is a shame that i haven’t removed the i’s from the writings like the way i said i would do. And while every day it gets more difficult to clarify reality from non-reality, there is progress. So many potentialities, and wonderful at that. I want to see you before it all crumbles down, as it seems to be happening right now - it seems as though the world as we see it is collapsing.

Is it possible for us to not cling onto the past? I am discovering this. Because sometimes I do want to use some past nothings to tease you a bit, here and there. I am sorry that i ever bugged you with my things. And while i do want to make complains about how much you ____ me in my heart, fortunately or unfortunately, however my complains go up.

Please see me as though you would see a stranger. Please plus one, if this works for you. Maybe last i saw of you, or you of me, was the period after the stop. I don’t know what will happen. Maybe see me as you would want to see me, the way that suits you. Plus two if it is the latter.

I am still figuring out how to convey things without the words, using structures - semantic and otherwise. Why you don’t use words, being so lovely with them, is one of the things i don’t understand. As you have seen that i am not so compassionate with them as you are. Here are some of those words - “sometimes i don’t understand you one bit”.

There isn’t much time. The changes are happening rapidly. The world seems to be moving towards a singularity, rapidly - an inflection point in time. Again. Coming to an end.

A Starry Night

ॐ शान्तिः शान्तिः शान्तिः ॥