Perfection

Becoming perfect is an unachievable task by mankind, as we only have little consciesness and knowledge of the universe and ourselves. Therefore there only two kinds of entities that can become perfect, it is those with infinite consciesness or no conscieness at all, in other words, Gods or Dolls.

The essence of life

If the essence of life is the vast amounts of information stored within DNA, then doesnt that mean in a term that life is information stored and copied? Then what is to keep the thought of a living thing only to those who possese DNA, a machine that is created by another machine for example. The machine that created it, recieved programing in binary code that gave instructions on how to build the machine, then the machine was created, binary code could be seen as DNA, the creator machine the mother, and the created machine the offspring. Then that also brings up the fact that everything is alive, every atom in the universe is made up of a certain combination neutrons, electrons, and protons, differnt combinations create differnt materials, as with DNA in plants and animals. So who is to judge wether something is truly alive or not?

Voice

We weep for the blood of a bird but not for the blood of a fish, blessed are those who have voice.

Peace

There are two ways to attain piece one is simple and that is in death, but there is also another way, to understand that things you want or feel that you need will never make you happy, to be happy with what you have, do not fear, do not have anger but instead be content while you can, and to have compassion for all. let no one walk alone, commiting no sin, with very few wishes, like elephants in the forrest

Life and Death

Life and Death come and go like marionettes dancing on a table, once the strings are cut they will just as soon collapse. This is the cycle of life and death they come and go everyday, carrying on with grand cycle of everything, it is all so beautiful, in perfect harmony with its self, when one dies a new is born and other things who still live can use the dead to create more life, in perfect harmony within itself it continues on.

Blind

So many today are blind, they do not see the world as it truly is before them, only hoping the world to be what they hope it is, and living a lie, never knowing what goes on in this world. And if you tell these people about the true world, they will no doubt get angry at you, for deep down they know it to be true, but refuse to accept it. I myself do not consider myself blind, but i am not to judge as my thoughts of this world could well be a lie also.

Indivuality

It seems like people are loosing their own faces faster and faster, wanting to be like everyone else, dissapearing into the mass of people with blank faces no emotion and no self. What has happened to the idea of the individual? The wanting to be differnt and unqiue from all else, to truly know who ones self is and to seperate yourself from those of the faceless. I am one of those individuals, despite scorn by those of the faceless i have sought out myself and who i am, and decided to become who i am.

alive

What describes when something is truly alive? A question that truly has yet to be answered. If you consider something living as something that is created or born and then dies, that could pretty much make anything alive, as everything has a beggining and an end, even the universe in a sense. If you consider it something that requires energy and can reproduce, a machine could then be considered alive, as machines require energy and machines can make more machines, if they are built that way, but it is the same with humans as they are created to give off spring. So what is truly alive? In a sense to me everything is.

Beauty

What exactly does beauty mean? I believe it is something scarce in todays world, the only examples i can still think of only exist in nature and old movies. Beauty, to me isnt described by how colorful it is, or if it has alot of curves, or if has alot of sex appeal and looks risque, no. Beauty to me is something that is perfect yet not perfect, it is something where every piece of his, her or its being comes together in perfect unity, something that does not require anything to be taken away or anything to be added. I can see that beauty in only a few things, i once saw it in the mountains of Japan, in the form of trees and rivers, i have also seen that beauty in the sea, in its ebb and flow i saw harmony with it and all of its inhabitants, there is only one occasion where i have seen that beauty in a person, it was in the eyes of a woman.