Musings of Confusion :

I cannot live in fear. I cannot live fearing God. I cannot fear Hell Fire. I cannot fear punishment. I cannot fear at all. I cannot do in fear. My biggest fear is fear itself. I cannot live in greed. I cannot live in greed of things. I cannot live in greed of blessings. I cannot live in greed of a Heaven. I cannot practice a religion in greed of a reward. I simply refuse to follow. I refuse to be a puppet. I only follow the Law of the Universe where I am a mute spectator of change. I wait and I watch. I appreciate as brown leaves swish and sway to the melody of the wind and dance their way to earth. I watch in amazement as innocent blossoms peep out of unfurling green wings. I feel the wet grass beneath my feet and bathe in the smell of moist earth. Everything is a miracle, a miracle everything is, if you drop that guide book with a long list of do’s and dont’s. The sea washing the sands, blazing in the sun say much more about the omnipresent than guide books do. The feeling of nothingness that overcomes the heart when the gigantic waves come crashing, leaving everything soaked in its glory makes one feel tiny in the great scheme of things. You don’t need books to tell you God’s Word…its written all over…in tiny droplets of rain, in the lilting melody of a nightingale’s song, in the flight of a lark, in the gleaming rays of the sun, in the twinkling of the stars, in the silver moon beams, in the scarlet blood of a rose, in the foamy, crashing waves of the sea…the Almighty’s words cannot be written in inverted commas with chapter and verse number at the end. He is written in the red, burning flames of fire, in the cold, moist feel of water, in every molecule, in the tiniest of particles, in every pore of the universe, within and without. He is written in love, in compassion, all in a language the world can’t decode, let alone get a translation done. He is in the impermanence of things and the permanent of all. He is the Law of the Universe…the law that controls and connects in fine, invisible strings, every tiny bit of the universe. He is playing an instrument with uncountable strings, in perfect harmony, melodiously for all to hear. We just find not listening the easy way out for we like living in fear and greed. Little do we realize that the reward that we want for the good we do is right here, right in front, all around, that its cradling us and making us listen to its melodious lullaby played on that instrument with a million strings. Listen, fools, forget ‘I’ for a moment an listen…