It was just an itch ...

It’s a disturbing thought, me a believer in the Ultimate Divine Creator, when sometime in my meandering mental excursions it occurred to me –

“Is it likely that our entire existence, the physical Universe with it’s unending,

incomprehensible grandeur, as well as every other natural processes; life, death, human endeavors, achievements and every other “living” activities, was a random act done by a very Supreme Being, one we call God"?

In an instant of creativity the entire “creation” was formed.

Being a product of that ‘forming’ we will of course be unable to decipher how, when and what He did; though we have and will spend our entire existence trying to figure that.

My ‘peace’ was impinged with that it just might be “something” done, as an artist would, when feeling a great urge to do a piece, did a masterpiece, and having done it, left it hanging on a wall to take its natural course.

Just that… a random spurt of “creative fervor “ with no other preplanned destiny for what has been ‘made”!

All our piety, monoaethism, sacramental homage, faith diversity, inter-religious dissent/violence, obligatory worships, so-claimed irrefutable-from-God proclamations, pompous tradition-laden mega Masses, divine miraculous occurrences, etc would be nothing but just a load of unnecessary devotion to One who did  a random  “Creative” act, which to Him/Her/It has no other significance than to fulfill an urge. (not unlike scratching an itch).

And  we, imbued with human superEgo, thought: “Woow how important and crucial we were that a Divine One would hold us in such high esteem as to "CREATE" us for some grand purpose...and in HIS own image too!

Making us the "chosen people" !

Scared the sh*t out of me  - it did.

“The ‘Fine Prints” of life....

“The Fine Prints” of life -

Or what my Father tried to teach me.

Fine prints seldom draw anyone’s attention, only when lawyers or subpoena servers come knocking do they become apparent.

As the ‘sardine cans’ we call cities get increasingly compacted, over-crowded; and the scramble to bite the smaller and ever shrinking pudding of life’s sustenance gets more intense & ferocious, who has time to notice anything non-essential to survival? 

Who is ever concerned with that which does not bring the daily bacon, the daily bread, (or broad)? 

Besides Man’s sensual desires and (?boring) basic needs, there is the overwhelming need for self-affirmation -the desire to be acknowledged. Much like the mongrel leaving its (urinary) mark on the fire hydrant, the desire to be recognized and acknowledged is inherent in all. Thus flashy, fashion accessories like Gucci glasses, designer pumps, Jimmy Choo shoes, expensive wraps by (Arrrhhh) Toi, flashy cars, and the adopting of a lifestyle reflective of opulence; are sought with feverish intensity, as if these in themselves were life sustaining.  

To be first in the scramble to “LIVE”, to win the Race. (there is a winner?)

In attempting to shine in life, everyone end up looking like everyone else, and cities become filled with the nameless, faceless (?exploitable) dull masses of non-seeing, non-heeding people who refuse to pay heed to, not just those around but to themselves.

The Hong Kong Cantonese has a saying ‘Moh Gnan Tai” metaphorically i.e. ‘no one notices, cares or pays any attention”.

Eating, drinking, breathing and other more gratifying etceteras, keep alive and viable an organic being.

“Alive” though is not synonymous with “happy”.  

‘Happy’ is not about breathing and eating and breathing, (and the other more interesting sensually satisfying gratifications in the “etceteras”) alone.

And definitely pursuing “happiness and success” involves greater effort, in itself causes more stress thus making it harder to be happy, subsequently reduces achievement and success.

Simply, the satisfaction level of success and happiness one attains is inversely proportional to the intensity one puts in to achieve them. 

There is an aspect to ‘alive” that is generally unessential to a life of relative happiness and success. 

A ‘spot’ that’s unseen, difficult to comprehend or expressed.  

The ‘Inner Zone’ most do not notice in their busy, hurry-burry, chasing-elusive-dreams-of-success, lifestyle.

The focus on life when limited by the highly visible, and deemed crucial elements that everyone longs and desires after, results in the faceless, nameless, and ever seeking, insatiable throng who messes up the cities and generally just ‘do the needful’ – living life, creating life, debasing life and ultimately leaving life. 

The tragedy is when the mere acquisition in great abundance, of what is being sought after by everyone else, becomes considered success.

My Father tried teach me to be aware and immerse in that part of myself which I have yet to notice or pay heed to – the part which though unessential to living is vital for attaining all that life is about -

That part in “The ‘Fine Prints” of life.

A mathematical impossibility ...

Any christian,  would acknowledge that Jesus is 100% man  and 100% divine. 

Being fully (100%) Man and fully (100%) Divine  is  a mathematical indiction the Divine cannot be 'proven'.

If one were to attempt human based ways to 'find' the Divine, the only advice for the attempt is  'May "God" help you" :)

Look into a murky pond. Look long enough,  things either start to get clearer or things which are not there begin to 'appear'. 

Of course most won't even bother, with so many more important things to live for, to kill for, to thrill to, to keep up with, to beat down, to initiate,  to connect with, etc etc etc ad absurdum.

Who then has any time to bother looking into any murky pond let alone attempt to discern its entire content?

But we need to...


We are living in one.