I think I had a panic attack last night. It was not without basis though. I really don't want to be God.
I like being me. Really. I ain't much but I'm all that I got. I don't need to be God. I am God without the effort to be him.
I guess if I try hard enough, I can be God I suppose. Maybe what I can say is I'm having a Godly Experience.
If that's what it is, then initially is was great but after a while it is very ordinary.
The pendulum still swings between polarities for me. That will always be true for me. However nowadays it is less intense.
I still cannot get past the notion that we are gods.
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I don't feel like exercising today. Oh fuck it, I'll exercise.
Later baby...
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I reached Lembah Kiara but I turned back. I am in a celebratory mood. so I had chocolate coated Jaffa cakes instead.
It is tempting to go for the Super Combo Nasi Lemak but I decided not to spoil my lunch. Lizzie will surely cook something special today.
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OK let's look at this issue about me being God.
To be honest, I am not comfortable with the idea. Maybe during the illusion of grandiose it feels great. But the truths is, I am a spiritual being experiencing a human experience.
I can expound this experience until I become a superlative. However, I like being small. You know... Just me and a few people that I care.
To be God means I have to extend my jurisdiction to the rest of humanity. I don't think I am comfortable with the idea. I am just a simple man. I am happy curling in my 12 meters square and roam my 10 km radius.
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