A rare moment of peace, and bliss sweeps through my skin for a
reason untold. I seem to have fought, really really hard, for a
happiness which like no other, is not visible, and cannot be
accounted for. It is the sort of happiness not associated with
romantic love, wealth, or some make belief spiritual attainment, it
is simply... childishness if I were to put it in the most familiar
term I can remember.
A child, is happy!
It is as simple as that!
I have some vague impression of subscribing to a religion, more
than one in fact, and I was taught of such and such is morality,
such and such is focus, such and such is wisdom. but having walked
the path and seen for myself... i find that subtlely wisdom
inherently takes away what is fundamentally pure about a child.
Ignorance.
Who can blame a child who is ignorant? The ignorant child, like
the Buddha himself had a son Rahula, was tantamount to the bliss
which all non-children long for, but was not able to find at all.
The words themselves, already are overwhelming.
A child knows nothing. Yet, the child coincidentally or not, has
the most common sense in the world. When u are hungry, ask for
milk! When u are sad, cry! When u are tired, sleep! Try teaching an
adult! They will grind their teeth at the insult which is too much
for them to bear. How can I, with all the years of wisdom, and
experience, be more stupid than my baby son? Yet, all adults ARE
control freaks, like it or not. A baby can sleep peacefully, no
adults can do better. Yet, circles and circles we go, in pursuit of
something less childish, less IGNORANT, less unconstructive.
Watch a toddler play with his toys, and observe the seriousness
as he builds his lego bricks and then tear it apart as if unhappy
with his initiative.
It is common sense! Build, play, adjust, die... When dead, build
again. It is the same set of bricks you began with. Nothing out of
the ordinary. When you get bored, cry and ask your father to buy a
better set.
Why have kids? Because you need a teacher. As an adult, you
should knew better, but heck, we all know, we used to, but we no
longer do.
Life is short. Produce more babies.
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To make a difference is to make no differnece, bt for education
purposes we call it "making a difference".
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