impossible

it so happens that any thinkable imaginable is reality in this world.

if you can imagine then surely you can see the same in reality of this world.

but it is impossible to know that since that disappears all by itself when not imagining.

who created that in the first place none but me?

is there anyone anything besides me?

suppose there is even then there is no way i can recognize unless i already have an image

all of my world is after me including disappearance of my world

no expectations of me may be fulfilled except by me

not even the expectation to see one more sunset or sunrise

whatever i assume i am sure to see many many times as many times i wish

i only see my assumptions and i corroborate with further assumptions

do i need to assume ever

even if i do how long it may take for me to recover

it is impossible to believe it is the same when it is not

it is unknown and always so

nothing ever is known or become known on the basis of my assumption

must not i quit living on dream

in case i don't is anything different than what is always ~ unknown

my world including me is unknown now. my world including me was unknown in the past. my future world including me is unknown now. i do not know how me or my world can make any difference or influence the caster of spell.

however if ever i believe that i do not deserve what happened to me or my world then i must know that i deserved so. there is no clemency no exemption no retribution no revenge for any wrong if i ever believe happened to me that i do not deserve.

illusion is illusion. illusion is neither good nor bad ... i cannot get excited agitated grieved about ilusion. whatever be the illusion i cannot escape the same. it is meant for me and me alone and i have to view the same. i am total insane looking to escape my own illusion. can i?

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