Drilling my thoughts

Yet another office day was this week end. But today there was something special about everything. Morning bath was chilling as ever with no power supply and the cold water, it was chilling! I was lazy to wake up after knowing nothing to worry about work today. But i did not expect me to come to office at 11, i was expecting i would be late than that. I was really glad to see moon at 1 O' Clock in the afternoon. It was a real beautiful sight wished i had a camera and expertise to capture that beauty.

Now lets come to the topic about my thought, this may sound rubbish to you but the process of self discover has to go through these i guess. Often i used to think unintentionally about events that are irrelevant, nonsensical sentences someone spoke about something. That will be too subtle to discuss on that. But those words would be coming again and again repeatedly annoying me. This distracted thought would be what i find generally difficult to agree with. Many small findings would be there, easy to look over them and forget. But they are what that gives me a character. Too subtle to notice are these kinds of words that come to our mind.

Now about blending, I am feeling a strong urge to learn blender3D, but let us see how long my will proceeds towards the goal.. You are the sole witness to this.. keep a watch over me.

Still Life

I am been imprisoned in a painting, a painting that looks beautiful to the onlookers. Shows a variety of colors but i am its prisoner for life. It asks us to do what we are supposed to do daily, if we cross those rules the painting will be ruined. Predetermined what we should do, we are left with few options in hand. We have the option of letting loose of these ties that binds, but we are afraid of the uncertainty that arise in due course. But remember either way life is going to be hard. You will be a slave of this life soon, used to the same routine you cant escape the trap... The quicker you leave this quick sand you can escape or you will be a part of it recruiting more victims in this pit.. Life has become in this still portrait in this corporate world, being alone in a cubicle with unknown neighbors, afraid of every moving object behind your back is sick. Let me breath fresh air, let me do what i like, let break free of this frozen world....

God - a prelude

I thought of writing about my opinion and the way i perceive God, the God in me...God as a concept,etc.. but i am a bit lazy to start the thought flow. But there are incidents in life that keeps u in track of what u have to be eventually.
Today i stumbled across this book, God's Debris by Scott Adams. Actually i was searching for the cartoon strip and came across his blog about this book. This is a pretty interesting concept he was talking about. I haven't read it still but something made me blog this event.
Some one might stumble across it like me.

Jus download this pdf and give a glance over it. It might be worth the effort..

http://www.andrewsmcmeel.com/godsdebris/

Death

Are you afraid of death? Sometimes I feel like stop living anymore, bored of living a lifeless life. The feeling that I have nothing to loose and I wont be missed by this world for long me feel that I am one of those who don’t fear death. After I am gone for a brief period of time I would be remembered and then my family and friends would be clouded with their worries and forget me from their world and it is an inevitable truth. I have done this to my friend and will do so for others who had passed away, a thought will come I would be joining them soon. I then feel why should I fear death it’s a part of life but I have my own fears of living in this, not so friendly world but I never worried about dieing.

But always there will be situation that will change your belief. This applies to every proven theory there will be an instant of disproving it, the irony of this theory is when it is applied to this theory, it also won’t. This kind of situation arose to me of breaking the belief that I am not worried about death. Every time I go home I have strange feeling the moment I think of leaving my home at Erode. This feeling of separation from the dear ones makes me feel very uneasy. This separation is temporary but this feeling makes me sick for the whole day. Separation of death is permanent but how am I supposed to handle that. The pain during death is just temporary but the ultimate question of our existence after that puts us in a insecure situation. To be consoled of ourselves of these ambiguous situations of life we have come up with these concepts of life after death, heaven and hell etc.. Jus post me your comments plz, I would be grateful.