The dream

I’ve had a dream last night.

I was standing in front of the building I used to live as a child looking at a dark threatening sky, full of black storm clouds. Suddenly, a thunder formed well above the city, but did not discharge in a flash as supposed. It continued to gather in a glowing small star until to bright to see it struck the earth following the natural course of a thunder phenomenon. When the fearful noise hit me, I was right on the entrance of the building …

Just a blink afterwards I was looking in the top window of a ten stores building (which was strange because the building I was talking about in the previous paragraph had only 4 stores). The strangeness from the other picture did not have enough time to diminish, so with a strange gut feeling I was looking at the earth shaking violently. The next moment the view changed somehow outside the building, so I saw it crack in three different parts, the rooftop and the foundation in two huge lumps, and the middle cut diagonally in a smaller part. The whole thing starting to tumble, I was back at the window view, looking terrified as the earth approached; but just before the darkness fell a strange soothing feeling overcame my fears and I was able to sleep dreamless all the rest of the night …

For the cute one ...

Although the beautiful blue is ignorant of me,
Until the end of space and time I will follow thee,

Although you only touch to give me pain,
I will caress your silky hair, time and time again,

Although you use words only to bring me down,
In beautiful lyrics I will turn them around.

Although you use any excuse allowing to avoid,
From my feelings for you, I shall never be devoid.

Reading this poem you might laugh and send a cynical response,
But I will treat it with nonchalance,

Because I have nothing to be ashamed,
And none of my actions can be blamed,

Except that I'm trying to break the rules,
Of a world that's build on the malice of the fools,

By being true, honest, patient and bold,
So I can melt the souls of the bitter and the cold.

Great Aberrations - Part Deux

I wonder if clean water would have a green-brownish colour and a foul odour which would create a nauseos feeling, and the polluted water would be cristall clear,how many would get sick by drinking the bad water, whowing fully that the grosse one is the clean water.

Everyone is asking what is outside our universe. I can tell you. There is again us, same identical world, happening in the exact same time as right now. And the people there ( in fact us ) searching as we do what is happening in a atom will not be able to see that it's actually them inside the atom with their current life , because of the tiny scale. And the ones outside our universe ( we ) will be looking what is also beyond their universe. And it's we again … but at too large scale to notice that it's us.

I wonder how our world would be like if there would be no feeling of fear. I mean it does help in some occasion, but I think it hurts more than it helps in normal life, creating allot more stress than necessary. By having no fear you could be really free. Imagine jumping in the open mouth of a shark trying to punch one of his eyes would mean your certain death, but without fear, it would be such a thrill and so much FUN …

Talking about fear, the most common one is the fear of death. But that is the most stupid fear ever, because death is certain for all so why fear a certain event. It's like fearcely fearing going to the toillet to take a crap, when you need to. I mean you can delay it for some time, but cannot hold it forever. So on your way to the toillet, trembling with fear you can get a heart attack and die. Crapiest death I've ever heard. But if you go quitely, do your thing and feel liberated afterwards you might actually enjoy the whole experience.The only difference is that we only die once – but that should not stop us to enjoy it and, afterwards … at least we don't have to go to the crapper anymore.

Answer for a fellow thinker.
Question : When you die and go to heaven, if you had a finger missing in life, will you have it back, because you're supposed to be happy there ?
Answer : You will not need that finger in heaven. And because you're so different to the other guys, you will be liked more by the girls.So if you plan to cut off any of your fingers, I say don't let any religious dilema stop you. Power to the people !!!

I wish that before everyone is born, that certain person is show it's life and is asked if still wants to be born. They should show us all good things : first kiss, big breasted blondes from our lifes, beer and cars … and all the bad things : wedgies , mother in law, loosing champions league, national football team coach … So if you don't want to be born, you get to do whatever you were doing at the moment, but if you still want to be part of this then :"May God have mercy on your Soul". I think this would be a viable solution the Earth overpopulation.

I wonder if vegetables would taste like meat, how many of us would be vegetarians?

I know that we are like fishes in a tank, wondering, but not knowing what is outside our fish tank. The problem here it would be, that as soon as we realize what's beyond, everything there will change in order for us to be wrong. To support an earlier theory, even if it's us beyond, when realizing this we will be so scared, that our whole universe will change. So there is actually no way to know what's up there ….

I wish that when you fight with the one you love, there would be no verbal fighting. Instead of screaming, cursing and reproaches there should be a crazy, hot and wild sex party. The only sounds made would be of pleasure and all of the others would not be heard. The best part is that when you are finished with the fight you could have make up sex – if still up to it. DISCLAIMER : By reading this you probably think I am a male chauvinist pig. So to remove any doubt, you are right because I'm a man so : SUE ME!!!

I wonder if we would play football with a ball of fire. It would be a terrific contradiction - you want to have the ball in order to play, but you could not keep it for long, because it will burn you. I guess then, the big paychecks our gamers are getting would be somehow justified.

Great Aberrations - Part Un

I wonder if the world would be upside down, when we would look at the sky we would actually see the earth; so we mortals floating on the inner atmosphere could start a religion based on the fear of being crushed by the gods.

I wish I had an eye on the top of my tongue, to see the shawarma coming closer and to have even more appetite. The only setback would be accidentally biting the tongue .... ouch

I wish that we could never get drunk, no matter how much beer we drink. The lowest state will be the euphoric one, when are still articulate and happy, without feeling sick or sleepy. And the amount of beer drank should be reflected in the duration of the happy drunkenness state - 3 beers ( 2 hours), 10 beers (8 hours) ....

I wish that the speed we travel would be limited to how much we hurry to arrive at a certain place. So we would walk with an incredible speed when we are late and a snail like speed when we have plenty of time. I wonder how much it would take for anyone to complete his life's journey :D

I wonder how much of a claustrophobic a man will get, by being caught in a body of a fish; Retaining full conscience, but only being able to move the tail, the fins and breathing under water. An if another human would like raw fish ( like Gollum), how strange would be to see up-close the eye on the top of the fisherman's tongue... brrrr

I wonder how it would be that only persons that can get along would be allowed to understand each other when speaking. This will ease a lot the pair selection process.

I wonder how it would be to clench your thirst with food and to eat water. "It's burning today, I'm dying of thirst, please give me a steak and French fries cocktail, but make it very hot!!! - And nothing to eat ? - No I just had three courses of staled water at home"

If everyone would have a square body - square shaped head, square shaped body, hand and feet, then it would be allot easier to customize clothing.

I wonder how it would be if only one football team would exist in the whole world, and every fan would go home after the game happy that their favorite team has won ... again

I wonder if I would put all my craziness into something useful, what I could accomplish - I see two possibilities - change the whole world to a beautiful serene, heavenly place or ... not !!!

Should we be good ?

For some tomorrow is Easter. Besides the children view of Easter – the bunny, the eggs and presents there is the deep religious meaning of this holiday.

People around the world are commemorating the pain of the crucifixion and the resurrection of Christ. Everyone wants to feel, at least in this special night that their souls have been cleansed and that their sins have been forgiven.

But why do we need to commemorate pain and to venerate the fear of damnation instead of celebrating kindness, humility and respect for the others. I’ve always disagreed with the view of the church regarding the human sins and way of preventing them, because the emphasis is on making sins, repenting and forgiveness. This implies automatically that most of the people are bad; committing all kind of evil deeds, but the salvation is easy for all. If a man who has done something evil, seeing the wrong doing of his actions and understanding the outcome of his behavior, repents and is trying to change in order to become a better person, then he should be forgiven and helped because he can achieve a state of enlightenment. But forgiving same sins, year after year for persons that are fully realizing the consequences of their evil behavior, is a very at hand loophole of bypassing humanity and godliness but still entering Heaven.

Even worse is that beside the “good speech”, these people need proof that Heaven and Hell exists, not to change to the right way, but only to conveniently repent again and to be forgiven. They wait impatiently for the sacred flame to light up, so they may fear God and to at least confess their sins and take the sacrament. I really wonder how would they behave if one day the flame would fade out and any bounds of restraint for their true nature would be shattered …

I don’t need to see the flame, I don’t need to see the same bloody movies of crucifixion of Christ and I don’t need to fear God in order to believe. Because I believe that this world could be better by it’s own and not by some gruesome religious constraints. For me Christ was a holy man regardless of the fact that he may / may have not resurrected or he is / or is not Son of God. And that because he preached to love and be good to all, even your worse enemies. He tried to make this world better, and believed so much in his power to change it that he endured torture and death on the cross. I think that in a way we are all God’s children and through our good deeds, joy and laughter we are repented.

Looking back at my sins, and for sure I have plenty, I feel remorse and guilt. But I don’t want to hide behind a pardon; I assume responsibility for my actions. For this I might be accused of pride, which is a mortal sin. But this judgment is flawed from the beginning, because by being a sin to take responsibility, somehow you implicitly accept evil behavior to everyone around. This “lawyer trick” might work in the society in which we live, but for sure would not be considered valid by any other “Superior Court”.

My father has always helped a lot of people, from which most have not even said “Thank You”, not to mention gratitude or something of that matter. So I asked him:“ What’s the point in helping people, because most of them are jerks and don’t really deserved it?”. “ You must not expect gratitude for your help, because you reward may come in a completely different way”, he answered. He is gone for some time and until now I know not from where he got the gratitude deserved; even divinity’s reward was probably too much hidden from my understanding.

But the only glimpse at divinity that I ever had is the one after a completely selfless act of helping another. And that feeling is brightening a hundred times the darkness core of my soul composed by greed, jealousy, revenge and loneliness.
We should all try to see the brightness as often as possible in our hearts and for sure we will see it all around us.

Why am I bitter ?

I used to be quite a kind person, a time ago. I wonder what made me change, what turned me into the person I am today, cynical, bitter and a critic of everything and everyone.
One of my friends told me that probably I’ve had a miserable childhood thus developing a defense mechanism that allows me to reject everyone by my acid comments and remarks.
The problem is that I’ve had a very nice childhood, a loving family with a modest income, but not so small to leave me wanting so bad for anything to develop any bitterness. At that time the foundation of my happiness was still based on cartoons, football and running outside all day long not matter of how the weather was.
In high school I was not part of the popular gang, but not really knowing their life I’m not resentful, never really feeling the need to join them. Having quite a modest appearance, for as long as I know, I didn’t really expected girls to be jumping on me. Because of this I always looked more for a kind soul than a pretty face. Naturally I’ve been rejected a couple of times, but I got over it. So I guess that’s also not the cause.
The problem at this point is that the nasty comments are just popping out of my head in each conversation, sometimes being so good that it’s very hard to abstain in saying them. Most of the time they provoke laughter, but occasionally also I hurt somebody’s feelings. However the intent is not driven in this direction, because I say them as jokes, expecting the people around to laugh. To make the matters worse, I usually stretch the boundaries of tolerance to the limit and beyond, very near to the cracking point. Some crack and some … not
So being around me is a funny torture for the others, but for me sometimes it’s also annoying, because no one knows when I’m speaking for real and when I’m kidding.
Ok, I think I’ve cried enough, so for the next blog I’ll write something more me, a great aberration of some sort which I hope will make you smile a bit :D.