Monthly Archive for November, 2009

The end

Believed 10 months ago in Let It Be. 0 Comments

… of Witness Times, until further notice. Thank you for touring along.

All I request of you, is to not ask why.

Peace. Om.

UPDATE 15.01.2010

Aaaaand Witness Times is back in business. For very many reasons, but the most powerful being -

  1. Love required in Haiti. Now.
  2. Humanity’s stupidity is quite overwhelming. I need a break.
  3. I said to a soul-sharer “I’ll restart Witness Times only if something powerful happens, which makes me review my decision.”, and that soul replied “Something powerful has happened. I’m asking you to.”.
  4. I’m sure that I’ll require lessons in humility, in future. I’ll have to force humility upon myself from time to time by feeling what kind of a person I was earlier.

Random deviation

If I was asked, like they do in talk shows and sleazy radio programmes “If you were Prime Minister… blah blah blah” “If you were allowed 3 wishes, blah blah”, what would I like to scream out if I was allowed one generalisation (in spite of my being against generalisations), I would love to scream out “Ammmerrricaaaaaaaa! You suck to the core!”
(read the inspiration for this wish on my later post “Stupid of the world unite“)

Om Namo…

Believed 10 months ago in Within yet Without. 0 Comments

The butterfly whispered to the flower with her legs. Her wings created tremulous loops of wind around her. The sunlight fell on her radiant, nuanced wings. The gradients glowed with infinite power and energy. She could see the clouds part, the sun shine. Each time her wing clapped, the transient shadow fell lightly across the bright yellow petal. (a dew glistened, proudly reflecting the beautiful world around him, hanging lightly on the edge, quite close to his final seconds)

She felt the sun shine, the wind blow, the dew drop happy, the flower, ready, the world smiling, the universe loving.

She looked around. She waved her magic wands in the air. She waved a salute with her right front leg. She glanced, saw, and loved the world. She thought. Should she keep, or should she move on? The world is beautiful, but light awaits.

She made her choice. Lightly sighing, she settled deeper into the cozy flower. She bent her feet, closed her eyes, and in silent affection, hugged and loved the yellowness. She smiled. Her legs relaxed. Her face, her antennae, her wings… She kissed the flower..

In one fluid motion, she pushed away, eyes still closed, love reflecting in them through its blindness, the smile still on her face, heaving, effortlessly, into love, into light, into life.

She sighed into the air. The wind caught her. And world hugged her. The universe loved her. And on her way, she went.

Peace.

Om.