At any moment a complex network of paths connects thoughts, feelings, emotions and expressions. Some of these are expressways, others are blind alleys, while some are unending dark mazes too.
Some of them we can clearly see as they emerge from inside of us. Gratitude looks like a smile, depression looks like a stooping shoulder, flaring anger like a red face, erotic fantasy like a (sic) standup, joy looks like a twinkling eye, wonderment has wide eyes, naughty has serious looks, content has peaceful eyes and love... well it is blind. Then there are others, barbarously battered out-of-shape by the collisons on intersections. Thus we are forever creating, something that we can see and touch, something real, just out of ... nothing!
All this has following implications -
1. Every person is a creator
2. Thoughts have a shape
3. Those inane thoughts can interact with our body. Isn't it strange that a thought can make you cry? If it can make you cry, why isn't it possible that it can make you fly or cure your disease?
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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