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I think everybody should get rich and famous and do everything they everdreamed of so they can see that it's not the answer. - Jim Carrey

My take: Yeah, I think the same but for different reasons. Everybody should get rich and famous and face the real problems, for money is not the problem we face internally. It is caused by society (which inturn causes lots of extra internal problems). I sincerely feel people with sufficient money should not be obliged to live in a state that always borders on slavery.

My theories about existence

1) Human beings have tendency to approximate the unexplored knowledge to the knowledge they poses. example, try to think about some thing that you have never seen, I bet it will have some resemblance to something or other you have seen.

2) It is ultimate truth that there is n number of things yet to get scientific proof, so humans needs to paralel those happening to some thing like - some_one_is_reason stuff, so the birth of GOD. Ex., God Varuna, who is he? Rain god! Do you still believe him?

3) Fear factor, this is the factor that causes this aproximation to happen. Ex, You are put into a huge empty dark room, And you are asked to run - Believe me you cannot! you know the rooom is empty still your fears will create thousands of illusions. you can never run!

So god is an illusion created by our mind to fill in the gaps, to approximate the knowledge we have with the real.

Then I have seen few people who don't realy believe in god, but they still don't want to take risk of ignoring the possiblity of him. "what if he really existed?"



Now on to my Matrix theory:

So God does really exists, he controls us, and our fate... now is'nt this scenario some way close to that of matrix concept? Machine controlling the humans?

So if every thing is rules set by some one, a supreme being to control us, does'nt it infer that by breaking these rules we can control him? huh? If god has relationship with us thru control then, any control is just a kind of handle, who ever has upper hand controls other.

Concider a ring-master, inside the ring with his lions, may be he is in control over those lions, but till when? till the lions are brave enough! till the lions break their apprehension!

May be i sound evil, that exactly depends on your perception... neo believed in morpheus but you would have thought him as devil.

If there is really this GOD and stuff, then this world is matrix! Red Pill or Blue Pill, depends on you!


Now on to my "why ignore him?" theory:

Look! God is totaly helpless because of his state of being omnipresent. You ask him some thing, he surely listens to it, but what's the use? He is the force that stops you from getting that and he is the force willing to help you and he will that way cancel himself - simple as that. -5 + 5 = 0;

And then this, if god decided to help you then he has no other go but to help all others in the world to eradicate the bias. so if he does help allothers, you will not be happy becuase you will still feel inadequate, this phenomenon is called as inflation by economists!


I bet he decides he will not help any one. Then what is the use?

The Death

He stood there alone. Chilness in the air made him shiver. He thought of making one final recap to what have all happned, then he decided not to.He decided and then he took the first step to death. His feets touched the wet sand of beach. He hesitated to take the second step. Water rushed near him, touched his feet and went back silently. He took the second step. He did not want to think the past. His journey till here have caused him much wounds. Third step. Then fourth came faster, five and six... "Why am i counting" he thought to himself. Then few more countless steps, he was inside water. He draged himself little deeper. First wave that hit his face was salty... "what did you expect? Sweet death? huh?" He heard himself. It was half past midnight. The silent beach and distant houses where awake... nothing of this is going to miss him tomorrow. People who are going to miss him are well asleep. Is he going to cry? He started crying, not like a child but like a wounded soldier. Another splash of salt water washed his face. Few more steps and he was very close to death now. Next wave is going to have him. Splash! nope! That was'nt enough. He tried to rememeber the last time he swam. He could'nt remeber... so he was sure he is at the right place, so he can go further to die. Next step and next... he found him self searching for the ground... Head high and feet looking for ground inside water. Another wave is rushing in. Hop! He was lifted by water. Now he was completely in hands (or waves) of sea. Three seconds later he was inside water. He did'nt move. He felt himself moving away from land. It was 30 seconds since he took his last breath. He let out all the air that was in his lungs. He did not move yet. Few second later he came to surface graping for air. "huuuugh!" He could see distant lights' he was not sure it was that of city line or ships waiting for harbour. Lights where long long away. Before he could realise the distance... water swallowed him again.

This time inside water... He forced him self not to move. "Next time when i go up grasping for air', I am not gonna fill my lungs", he decided... Few more seconds... when lungs could'nt find any more oxygen... he tried to go up to get air. For the first time in the effort of dying horror struck him. He shook his hands and legs tried at most to go up. He understood in another few seconds water is going to fill his lung. Nooooo! Something in him screemed. It hapenned. water! water! water! every part in him despised water. Air! air! air. I am not going to explain you any more on how he fought the water in effort of getting air, how he died slowly with all his body parts stiffening, how his lungs kept searching for water even after his body parts stoped their efforts and what he thought the moment before he died, wether he despised his decision or did'nt think at all. But i can say he was Dead as he wanted him to be. When there was life all around him... he was dead. After half an hour his body was like a puppet and sea was playing with its string. After one hour fishes came to taste his flesh. After 5 hours he started floating. Morning when sun and men woke up, he was found dead and police was called.