Existence must be living and breathing. He was not an old man, but he felt tired all the time. It’s as if he was carrying the load of laundry of the whole world on his dropping shoulders and curved back. As should shoulders be able to help you with the support- so should be the the back without arch. She was a very ordinary woman, but with such a spirit that one would think she was full of magic and mystery. And proponents of prophetic balance always debated whether it was a right match. The fatigued man with indigo woman. She thought of life without him.
And she finally decided to take a dive deeper into the oblivion than ever before. She ran away from the man. Not that he would have asked her to stay. They had almost no affection for each other . And he was not at all likely to love her—whoever he was. She went to a mountain nearby. And built a house for herself. She had no idea how to make a living and the ration was running out. She only had potatoes to cook with. And a few beans. She was a vegetarian and had very little time to find a job. But there were no houses nearby and she wanted to avoid the city. She had built a simple house with little food and little furniture.
Even though the weather was perfect: she missed the comfort of their house. She was now worried about the food. She started living on fruits of the trees. There was a stream nearby and the sound of gushing water was musical. She was going to live on tree leaves now. It was a hard winter. She hardly had any freedom before. Now she had all of it. But where was the comfort of being warm and cosy in bed. It was not right to take all the bed to oneself. What the heavens! The old lady wanted to have some company. And there was none. She kicked the bucket. Without a bucket list. That was what the old lady wanted.
I wonder. Who can live in such a wonderful place as this? I know now. It is a fairyland. I understand you will a fair fairy tale -my life. No, my dear, I do not need any help from fairies. I am sure: the first one is the name. No, my dear, it is a name. I think: it’s a form. It’s deeply moving . I like it.
The Katha Upanishad tells a symbolic tale of two birds: they both live on the same tree. One of them is free from pleasure and pain. It’s the one who doesn’t eat any fruits. It’s the witness. The watcher in the tale is not the doppleganger of the one you talk about because your watcher is a person and Upanishad tells about the higher mind. Matter is dark. Consciousness is light. Play between those two is towards increased awareness. The expanse of heart allows greater bliss. There is nothing greater than the perfection. It treats being and nonbeing as one and zero.
Notion of being an actor binds you to the results of actions.
It’s the dark half of the lunar month. I went to burn lamps under the Ashwat th tree. The kids were singing a hymn and “Babu” is a fairly popular tag. But what are the odds of hearing it as if it was echoed.
There are three kinds of people: the doer, the watcher and the doer.
They all have a little bit of those qualities, some have more than others.
It’s neither one nor zero because they are void and being. Relative. Transcendent. A solace as splash of colour was handed over to me. A fragment of incense sticks makes sense. I knew that the lamp was not my own self. Volition was something which kept me engaged for a while; unlike the previous web series Dark: everyone was beating a kid on head. German household, poor acting, unnecessary music and almost no action. I had a terrible time watching this, I was hardly able to concentrate on the screen. I gave up on it after the third episode. The acting was terrible. Indeed . Have you written anything new? I never do it unless there is some kind of idea in my mind. I see. How did you come up with the idea for this series? I was taking the dinner. I thought about the synchronicity: Babu nei So, I thought of this story. Yes. I keep trying to improve these motifs. Either you spend time with a master and then work hard to learn about the nuances or you know that you are doing well if you continue working on it. Events need details for being verified. It’s the depth which makes them ” meaningful”. Awareness is associated with meanings because intended harmony is included in it. Your work appears to be meaningful. Thanks for your attention. I do not remember the name of the song that I sang, but I have written a version of it. I hope I get to hear it. I’ve looked at the site of a lot of artists and a very important aspect of each of their work is the structure of the work. What do you think about it? Let’s talk about it. Let’s do it. If we do not do it, we will not get anywhere. I understand that. I am sorry. Why do you feel like it! I don’t want to do this. What? You’ve got to do it! Why! Because that’s the way it is. I was harping on your face. I’m sorry. It’s the time warp. Quantum tunnel mostly. It’s all down to the time warp. I am sure it is. No, I mean it’s all down to the time warp. I see. Don’t you know? No, I don’t. I’m sorry, I don’t. What do we do now! Dragon drags on the spot topos posts phillibeg philatelist listed as the captain attaint intern international Nurse Day. A doctor gives you a smart dressing. I pay the bill for the same. He takes the bill. And I saw your email address. One will be done.
I burnt some garbage disposal. And cleaned up the sewage lines. Why do we need to be methodical about telling lies? I tell them, and you have no choice but to believe me, because you know about me. It’s so because you don’t want to fail. If you are not systematic organised and methodical: instead of being comfortable your lies might become thorns in your tongue. I am a single simpleton. I make no fuss. I had noodles and coffee after many months. Though I would like to have them everyday. I was wondering about the art of naked pictures. The art which can awaken the beast mode. It’s called monuments if there is state sponsored tourism industry and dubbed as unethical cause of sex crimes if available online. Sex crimes and traffic. Treating women as objects is worse than treating them as weaklings. It’s a tiny part of human’s genetic blueprint but I can be a hero. What is going on in the country and vicinity can be summarised in figure which is bellows;
elbow: 1. A mysterious virus. Which is sponsored by illuminati. 2. An encounter with many loose ends. Tobacco and nicotine addicts have forgotten that it’s similar to another last year. 3. China+ Pakistan+ Nepal +++ nation state. Wants to know. 4. 100 trillion dollar economy: soon UK pound sterling will be equal to 100 rupees. We wasted 1 billion dollars on bursting crackers to celebrate BREXIT. Why not! East India Company was going to have a rendezvous with its comeuppance. It’s cumin to its knees. You wish. 5. My name is Andy. It’s not a New Jerusalem . It’s not a news. It’s not a problem.
6. There might be rape cases. Then debates about whether there should be encounter or hanging them to Galloway township. Debate we must but not about candle matches. I am compassionate. Don’t talk about euthanasia. How did we arrive at the figure of 138 billion! By giving a fuck…in fact many.. . very many… very religiously. We were 38 billions at the time of independence. I was not there. I didn’t contribute into population explosion. Doesn’t mean I will get extra oxygen and nutrients. Quiet queue. The contrary fugue. I will have a hard time against people who lovingly dwell in the slums. I will see all that belonged to me naturally by birth being snatched away from me. I will have to relinquish the body even though I gave up the desire to live a long ago.
Everything. I don’t want to be here. I wanted to disappear. What’s important to remember is that everyone is an individual. I know that some people know where humanity is going. What makes someone human is having compassion and conciousness. Every human being is not the same. I agree. I made a black tea and he made a sketch of black widow. I looked at Da Vinci notebooks. The book I had donated to the library. The margin notes don’t make much sense. I don’t find his philosophy to be as complex as Oriental writings are. I understand that it’s his art and invention which make his contribution unique. His insatiable appetite for natural experience. Eastern thinkers helped create lifestyles which were minimalism based ways to inner peace. His invention of tank like that of nuclear weapons initiated by Einstein shaped the world. Scientific genius has ensured creative intelligence in service to warfare. Man has lived in jungle without becoming truly peaceful. When I searched out the perfect place, I was truly amazed. It was great expansion of consciousness. My heart. I showed you the camera records of microwave background. Television has been showing it to you. My eyes became sensitive to it when I had my vision becoming weak. I was feeling dizzy when I saw the first TV picture, and that made me feel I was becoming weak.
The man was a drunkard and a gambler. I used to be his neighbour and I was wondering if I was his friend. I was the man’s only friend for he had no wife, no one to love, and no one to care for. I will tell you: sometimes we undo by doing and sometimes we do by nondoing. I am an adept. I was the man’s only friend. I don’t think about it. I know it’s my first love. I don’t think about it. What is your name and address! … Shadows of bygone days. I love to long for the Twilight. I still do. I know nothing about it. I am sure you don’t. … What is the hurry… … I am sure you are interested in this. … in my pocket. I don’t know if easy is left or right anymore. No Moore . No more. Moreover: I know not: a hundred and fifty shades. I know I am with my own self . Always feeling well as the first time. I am always a certainty. Only certainty. Which is only certainty That I am pretty sure.
OK (Read the entire story) Four children and their mother were walking along the highway one day. I was supposed to know that we were going to celebrate April Fools day. I have never been so glad that I wasn’t going to be there. The garbage. The hole. The way. The tandoori restaurant. The random access memory versus Read only memory. Why… why would you be born in this age of Kali: because you were less fortunate to have access to land or natural resources. You will be stuck with technology changing rapidly and the government will have tethered you as soon as you will be born. How classical: inland Empire, 1984 and Matrix all rolled into one. The advantage of the AI is, it is willing to implement change.
Issac Asimov was turning in his grave. It’s not what I was expecting you to be. I am sure you are interested. I am sure . But this is not the way. You have not said anything remotely strange so far.
I recall Richard Linklater: Waking Life a masterpiece which was available for free on YouTube and elsewhere: it gives a feeling like Inception by Nolan albeit latter has no emphasis on dialogue. Nonlinear natation saltation occultation. Auditory processing and visual hallucinations. I have been to many markets and there is anything but commonly used lingo in them. It takes you at least four years to get adjusted to a human beings . I am a Vulcan. Have you ever come across a vampire. Can you be kind enough to make sure you die without harming others.
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He was becoming story writing machine quite the contrary to word he had always had in mind I think*
My dear, I can explain to you the meaning of the word «accident». What does it mean?
It doesn’t mean accident, but what’s known as “special reason”. Chaos is the reason which cannot be understood by the limited mind but makes sense at a higher level and they are infinite such levels so covers will always be there. What are we the most precious of all things? Is it the love of our family?
She had gone mum for some mysterious reason. He kept talking to himself for a long time it was like talking to the walls like we used to do before. He was in a talkative mood and it was very dark in the office. She had gone mum for some mysterious reason. Shades had been drawn and there was no one else but only the two of them sitting silently They were talking about things which never happened. They were talking about eternity looking into each other’s eyes. Joe was in a talkative mood and it was very dark in the office. The Blinds had been drawn and shaping circuits for buzzing loudly.
Once a man turned up in the office and declared that he was a female. It was not considered to be strange at all because this was the office of the bizarre!
He turned to her and said, “Let’s have a drink.” She used to have a drink with him. Shenzhen was not in the mood to do small talk . He was concerned about energy she wanted more of it more of it more of it more of it! The office was quiet the light in the ceiling was dark and intense, blinds had been drawn and shaping circuits for buzzing loudly, time was slipping at a snails pace He kept murmuring, was really so fond of his own voice. She had no words of her own : if a bar of soap had spoken it would have said “Darling your skin is so soothing and I am so fragrant together we make a company which has never been seen in the world before please don’t let me melt if my life was longer or if you should take bath for longer times we would have used a great delights it would have been a long our company is Greater joy A deeper depth If you are one of those people who can’t sleep at night, with the lights still on, and hear the whisper of the sea, then listen Listen to this breeze which is making the trees dance listen to the frogs singing after the rain listen to the distant sound of vehicles passing on the main road listen to The Silence of cemeteries And he was really so fond of her and she had no words of her own. “..
It was very dark in the office. Misd communication had strange ideas about writing fiction. He had started working on them but none of them could come to the conclusion because of the want of the energy. There was never enough hydraulic power. There was never enough energy. They never had a quiet room. Then never had enough money. He used to work there but things were getting worse and worse and the wages were not enough to pay the bills. Therefore he decided to quit and begin with another business but the same story followed over there also as if he was carrying the seed of his destruction with him So, he went into the office and sat down in a chair and he cried bitterly. Lyrical calculus omniverse tsukuba busted stud Dead on bulb on only 8 police store he paid no heed to his crying and serving because she had seen it is million times he had to make a plan to salvage his fortune.
And plan was the most strange thing you have ever heard of A newly hatched cockroach was stuck on the wall of the room. An approach which had never been taken before An entire act of coming to the light of the world.
A number of unusual circumstances lead him to be his own self to the fullest I need to sell his works. Somehow he was too proud to do that but the times change sweetheart and you do what you had not done for the sake of art the art of living and the art of dying and the attached in tweens. Thee times change sweetheart and so he decided to starve himself to death and he starved himself to death Through great difficulties he has invented the most useful machine.
The doctors would put needless needles into your stomach if you keep playing with its teeth: I said to Tara who was blithe with a blue ball cuddling a puppy . Battery of phone was dying as I was taking some pictures of clouds scattered around me . They were planting trees after having planted their pictures in the daily newspaper of tomorrow. Mahatma was smiling in big glasses with a garland. Why would I try to impress anyone with my immortality or absolute certainty. I kept walking. Life is happening. A kid is breathing cricket and another building blocks with bricks: I see no difference. You’re hurt? She asked. I kept wondering if I should answer her questions. It was an exercise in vain. But since I had to do something- anything-as the Twilight was approaching. I told her that I was feeling comfortable. Much better than how I was feeling in noon. What do you do? What do you mean! I am not new here. You know what I do. I do nothing. I undo everything. Death is my name. What do you do?
He was born with a lifetime of curse. His net-worth is forty two rupees only. And it’s after the honest work for a month and half. His savings account was snatched by hypocritical hoarders. Addicted to tobacco, liquor, marijuana and pussy : they were all parasites. And his life, ninety days to live. There was a time when he used to tell you that he neither had a bank account nor he wanted to maintain it in order to live like a Rastafarian But then you were told, “No man, no worries.”
And his mother was a star. Tuned to the power of will: times change sweetheart. Now he’s compelled to work. He was working all the times to get along. But now he needed to work for pocket money. Before his acquaintances asked for help: he openly told them: “my net worth is forty-two rupees.” All arguments end on ” net-worth.” He sleeps sound like a baby. But his “aukaat” is just that: forty two rupees. He was born with a lifetime of curse it seems. After a few days the government announced that it would launch a free service scheme.
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