My wife oft asks of me as we get to bed every night. I got to wondering why it is that we are so beholden to this alarming idea that seems to invade our sense of being kings of our domain. Could it be that we are all moving like mechanised automatons and really pushing through time wanting to chase a sequence that we ourselves were responsible to write? Or are we expectant of a proverbial bounty at the end of the time rainbow and not want to miss it lest we slept in? I think we have just lost it. We have invented a world for ourselves where the material chase has consumed us like an addict on crack and we will do everything in our living power to continue to fulfill our desires - some negligible to some truly outrageous along the way. There are now millions of these - Alarms! From warning us of passing time to detecting all manners of gases (those that cannot be consumed for healthy living) to all the kitchen appliances that warn and beep and tink to alert you to that cake that ...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!