Going through this blog after a year without visit makes it seem like a found lost item. It hadn't been touched, lots of sight seeing, nothing more reviving than a retouch.
Iterating through the posts -- which have been constant expressions to those reading the blog per visit -- I realize how madness can come close to those seeking the unseen within the mysteries of the deep due to a challenge in height unto enlightenment levels. A graceful cruise piloted by madness into nothingness ain't less serious than a mere jest. Nonetheless, after time's test and lessons, the now proportionality in length compared with what I thought was mundane explain stupidity of the youth in a clearer paradigm. Hoping it is the clearest, I am brought to a state of disappointment in the present.
Clasping nothingness with such fervency indeed gets me thinking deep into the physics of the human psychology. How a small can grow into a big, a thin into a fat, a stupid into a smart, a lame into a wise, a weak into a strong, a narrow minded burgeoning into fountain of knowledge...this can go on for eternity upon day yet day holds no answer to its happenings. At power of human psycho-physics, instincts rule logistics because only through the mind can doings of a like kind be fathomed. The ratiocinative initiative of logistics may pay off when piecing together puzzles. What happens when it's a puzzle without pieces?
This is thrown out to the world to ponder on: If the process that leads the dumb to intelligence is learning, if the process that leads the weak to strong is rhythmic workouts, if the process that leads the young to old is aging, what leads nothingness to materialization? I am now. He was then. We are me. It is you.
