Life is like chemistry. Just a series of reactions, each one lead to another, and all were initiated by master’s hand. It’s really stunning how a sequence of events take a place in harmony without any defect, unless considering death as a defect.
My life, and ur life and everybody else lives are just a reaction tube.. And as a prove, it all started with a sperm and ova.
Ok, I spent the last 5 or 6 weeks (I lost the sense of time), in exams period, which really stressed me out. Also, it didn’t leave me any moment for myself. Well, there was no time for myself, spirit, soul, and body. And I don’t mind going to the old argue about human being philosophy. Though, I’m not really into that filed, but when I tried to go inside, the results were nothing close to good.
One of my teachers, last semester, kept talking about philosophy. So, I approached to him after a lecture and asked him: “Doctor, are we for real?” Is our existence is real or we’re just thoughts, dreams, or non sense. He told me that we’re for real because we feel and can see. That, really, was lame for a person kept rubbishing about philosophy. So, I told him if he can prove that what we see is real? At that moment he ran away with an excuse of being late. Chicken.
I had another chance to hunt him or ask him and for a longer time. My master question was if he can tell the difference between dreams and reality. In one moment with depress of finding an answer he told me that god created us so we’re real. I looked him deeply, I told him: “doctor, we know you don’t like religion, and I’m not religious guy.” In the end, and proudly, he admitted we’re not for real, we’re very fake, and there’s no god. That’s his part of the story. Yet, I would wonder, is there any conflict between us, as not real existence and god? I mean god could be there, yet we couldn’t be.
Back to chemistry, or life, or perhaps the chemistry of lie. I find it hard to realize how perfect the whole sequence of events/reactions to occur without a master’s hand. Talking of masters take me to masons, are they for real?
Regarding chemistry, when I look to my life I find it really very much of reactions and events which I may talk about later.
My life is just like these papers.. line-less.. full of expectations, and many unexpected events.. so, I'm not sure how it would end.. though I feel the end is approaching soon.. Still it's lineless
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