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Symmetrical, cubical, oval and neo designed spaces are where small human organism thrives. Enclosures are decorated with glittering lasers, projectors and sublime efforts of making things objective and scientific; a consistent overburden. Rational approach to make sense and create logical synthesis reaches self-fulfilling fallacies.The architecture of life being bound in its limitations, lets us slide by yet alas all good things come to an end like a tsunami swapping life to a canvas redone. Like the soul of your shoe that your feet has been living with eternally; falls apart. 
The particles of matter collide & the depth in their rebellion is intrinsically unique, they spark with ferocious repulsion yet the flare has brilliance, it marks glorious end to known territories. Imagine a big fire raw engulfing life and this wave of devouring has a soothing effect on drab souls to jolt them to newness. 

A generation of passivity sits in gloom to imagine,dream and hope for miracles to happen and turn their course of inertia they have gathered over eons into stardom . Isn't it ironic hoping and wishing for a fish to fly and those rare species of fish that do fly are short lived and die at speed of eye blink. As Carl Sagan looks backs and tell us our real story, people are taken aback in awe only for a dull moment and life drags itself on our blue planet. Meanwhile 20 km above sometime a meteor blasts sending shock waves to life forms and still our apathy to gauge the transitory nature of our existence is infallible. 
Shabbat dawns upon me a cloud of self-query, I seek answers to musings unknown. I see across geographies across existence across humans and i discover no purpose of their wanderings. I see a strong valid assertions to decisions undertaken but in realty there is no grounded substance and with a fast pace shift towards absurd lifestyles of shallow hollowness the generations ejected out of restless wombs will witness an existence wanting to be everything and translating into nothing. 

Abundance creates burden on soul as the striving comes to closure also the lethargic DNA code of low races runs ahead without reverse -  to impurify already corrupted minds and create fleeting happiness that is extremely compounding elusive. On the contrary the star dust efforts for eons to let a seed grow and glow by the virtue of fusing with divine function/ will to live deliberated as alchemy of life. Words are sewn across the virgin purity to bring home the conclusive nature of the spark just like a a new born so at least it can be named in the lowest dimension.

There have been transformations and inquiries for pure discoveries, the adept is a doer and is not a knower, despite anchored as a doer which being his sole purpose; consumed in the act of doing he "knows". There are rare humans who can bring and indeed at times bring us to the cusp of gathering courage and face the bright sunlight but for us it turns a blinding seance/experience due our sloth, inertial and doubt of life. 

We exist on peripheries and living whole is just a desire for many. It is a matter of contention to purify ourselves that mental states transitions between a Hannibal and Christ without any alarm are not fickle and need to be mentored cautiously so none remains, the devil seeps quickly and slides in the whole life whereby purity remains at the preaching level, i think the dark alley is never ending and there is no bright light at the end of it. Divine geometry runs across universe yet is not ugly; that which differs it from scribbling is discipline and patience. I have to my knowledge great learnings but deployment happens when a will arises and it is short lived many a times which i strive to nurture and develop.

There are entities that have created a sharp life, set examples and have lived to inspire, we look at figures each day, the spectrum is huge, the life forms many. 

Cheer up your head and look around from a top of a sky scraper, what do you witness in entirety is labeled truth full of everything - imagined and unimagined, you cling to it to centre in you "the objective of being". 
There is none or there is maybe one; is upon us to decode. 

Zoom out, from this planet to higher forms of life, expand :: look at the horizon and you my friend exist as its sweet bright spot.

Jew Lee