God is thru, we define god as purpose, we blame our self of acting against roots and natural behaving as matter of shame. We, people, seems to be separate from natura, latin translation of the Greek word physis (φύσις), the plants, the animals, from goods and thinks which are the source of happiness and luck.
I found myself flat on the globe, I found myself blind on light and disused by all fests happening every day. The offer is succulent, some squeeze and tang tongue. The presence is formatted and repetitive.
I found the space the region of infinite and untouched. Spacio ( lat.) without defined volume, marks, bisectors or subjects seems to be void of its content. But still we classify its volume as satiated, ready to consume or rebuild. The human creativity.
The time for human creativity and action.
We are engineers, living in cosmos driven by spiritual and ethic rules to find new god.
What we could do? There is solution outside, yes outside. As L. Wittgenstein point out: “ World is limited hole”, as well universe.
Lets build our own religion and base it on silence. Build mosques, chords, churches without any noise.
The silence is tool for social interaction. What is god, soul and mind?
That is ..., ..., ... . And ... ....... ..... . So what? Life is silent.
So, why we shout out moral and individual opinion? Limitation is fail of transforming our value. There is action of tragedy that we join, Nietche point out, I disagree.
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