Being human

That's all that we can ask for.

The battles of Heaven and Hell Good and Evil have become nothing more than abstract ideas that have trapped us instead of being clues and prompts which to understand ehat it means to be humans. Have you ever think about how these stories are eternal and immortal? Yup, they never changes, they are immortal, im-mortal. NOT MORTAL.

And what are we?
We shit, piss, eat, fart, burp, cry , laugh and most importantly, we die, surely as we live and grow.
It's natural, it's cool, it's not a bad deal.

We never needed to go anywhere, we are already here.
It's who we are and instead of enjoying and meditating and appreciating who we are, why are we so desperate to be something else, and be something we are not??

Maybe it's something we think is good because it's so rare:

The moment when we have shit and pissed, and having drunk and ate, that after burp satiation, we feel like we can do anything-- suspended in that split second, when our body is quiet, and we can be gods, but then what?
what is it that we can do? it's like a child creating a storm in the bath tub that he is in. It's still our world there is nobody else, and we make a mess, for what? because we're the ones who have to clean it up.

Little vanities.
the term is vanity
the person who has vanity is vain
and the things he do is in vain... it's not a coincidence that vain means for no purpose and for nothing.

why is good and evil so desperate to recruit us? who is there trying to make promises for good or for bad.
eternity a heavenly existence
or earthly power and wealth.
sounds good, but what for?

I am opting to walk away.
Let good and evil fight.
I am thinking that, if good and bad are so immature that they have to resort to fighting to solve their problems, I am not going to partake in that. there is still beauty in the sunset there is still lessons in despair. I am human, the point is that I laugh and I cry, the point is that I will fudge and make mistakes, and at certain moments shine out with saintliness to redeem somebody, someone, something.

I am human, I choose the 3rd path. the middle path , not right, nor left.
I don't know if there is heaven or hell, or nothing. but so what?
Maybe there is nothing waiting for me, maybe I just rot, at least i am honest in my rotting, and not dreaming that i come out of death with a indestructable body and living forever, or become some demonic vampire living forever too.

it's life.
life which means that there is death

I choose life because there is death inherent.
I don't know if it is better to live forever, if nothing ever changes.
I rahtrer laugh to show that positive ecstasy, and cry because there is beauty in the admittance of sadness.
there will be poverty in the world ther will be richers, disappointment, inspiration. that's life.


I do want to say that,
if we choose this third path, ther may be ppl who will be out there who do not subscribe, and continue to act in the thrall of predominant ideas, and may make life difficult for you, so it is up to us to see the way through ourselves, and not let them affect us.
it's their choice of life, they are entitled to that.