That's the beauty I love

Hay, i was thinking what is life.

Somtime bliss, mostly bliss

sometimes energy takes over

smoke like barriers takes me over

society its rituals, ironies, contrasts they become inside, of me. I know i need lots of editing. But i hate editing. I like flow like river. Spirit. The very beautiful word drives me. I do not like the word life. Similarly i do not like the word 'atma'. But I like the word 'God'. But i never saw him. The most beautiful thing about God is he is the Greatest and too too too wide to be understood. That's the beauty. My mind wants to fathom Him. In his greatness, in its search it finds the ground to run run as fastest as it can. That's the beauty. I love. I really love to run for Him. People say within. I say everywhere.

The problem running outside you will find hurdles, deviations. But inside its beautiful. Endless. I have been. I reached to the point of stillness, but why i do i get confused sometime, 'bhramit' sometime.

I was in search of love for so time, but worldy love is 'bharamit'. It demands like a beggar. This is full of bad things. Bad shackles. I do not like that. I want a love like river, eat as much as you can drink as much as you can and run over to next destination. Everything is God. Love it and move on. Like Rock Concert Team heading towards next journey. That's the beauty I love.