happiness

what more happiness is possible? i ask. i am working on this for many decades and alone. i needed seeing someone who is end result. i came in contact and saw him for perhaps 5 or more hours. i had to listen to him and see his life who was definitely older than my age now. human. sane. active. modest. bare and unsupported and giving. creator in person.

i aim to be perfect and witnessed perfection.

there cannot be any misconception. i cannot make mistake. few words spoken hammered the meaning in me. my life i have to live as is silently and consume all my feelings silently and smile my satisfaction of accomplishment. i am under constant guidance and supervision of no other but the supreme almighty creator of my world especially me his interest is. he is creating the most precious creation taking decades and decades to make the perfection.

this perfection is my absence and my silence now. this perfection is aidless independence. this perfection is perfect home for my world ~ all as they are without modification and as created whatever. i unite with the one and only creator being its perfect creation. i am happy about this honor being bestowed on me. the creator draws a most beautiful smile in my person of complete satisfaction. i am absolute and creator removes all my doubts. i wait and wait for this erasure of my doubts.... i have infinite time to wait with no end date

i regret but i have to be silent the evil circle of deception the center is joya and her lust and greed. i have to wait for my death or her end of lust. i have to maintain my distance and remain not visible or talking.

i have to allow her entire family to realize whatever they are planning as is ~ no option. i have to suffer cancer and maintain my silence. all my wistful thinking will not ever be realized. creator is not kind to me. this much i know. i have one and only tool. i must be silent. i do not deserve but then what. i have to suffer silently.

complete total detachment from my world consciously:
no wish no expectation no curiosity no word no memory no recollection no movement no muscle twitch no blinking no stare no smile no sigh no breathing no sign of life is allowed under no circumstances ~ guaranteed instant success and guaranteed failure otherwise; seven decades of preparation for this end! illusion. 

ধোঁকা । আমার আমাকে ধোঁকা 

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