Damn I want to express things as my eyes direct to me. So, what's the big deal! Well, I need to know, if my eyes are able to X-ray the facts hidden behind the facts shown. And I need to know, if my eyes don't wear colored glasses. I need to confirm, if my eyes are able to scan to my mind the true picture of the things visible.
Gosh! They can't. They suffer from limitations. They have their own shortcomings. Trying to depend on my eyes alone could never make it. I need to switch over to a better option. Well, could my brain be of any help? Let me think. Nah. It can't think 360 degrees round. Whatever in front, can be analyzed well within the limits of my knowledge. But what about 'beyond the limits'?
Big borderline. I don't know everything. Little-much that I know can't be confirmed as something perfect. My knowledge-sources are not trustworthy. Theories keep getting rejected from time to time. No brain works in a fool-proof manner. I dare not to believe in my brain for the perfection of that analysis. Don't I need to strive for perfection?
My thoughts need to be churned. Big stones need to be turned. I must get an impression, that the world is not going to be the same ever. A single minute is capable of bringing big differences here. Anything perfect in this moment is subject to wear and tear in the very next moment. Could perfection be expelled ever from the boundaries of place and time? Certainly not. So, where is this all thoughtful homework taking me to? It's already big time to realize, that I should not get into the worries of being perfect.
A little bubble doesn't live for long. So is this life. Isn't it like a 'never get again' kind of opportunity to rejoice! I must plan to get a chunk of lethargy while creating complexities around me. This bubble must utilize the time available for better things like creating harmony.
My eyes, my brain, my words, and my expressions must be my loved soldiers, but not worth being relied upon blindly. Expressions should constantly work for celebrations. I think I should invest my time in joining the worthy part of the world.
Bliss.
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