man made religion propagated that it is full of love and so love humanity. But when you are engulfed in religion you will realize that it is limited love. Religion tells you Love only the ones in your religion. Religion makes you hate someone you never know; never saw and never did any ham to you. Religion . plant the seeds of hatred to hate others and it grows inside you as a psychological disorder. Is there a treatment? Yes there is. Read, learn, understand and tolerate others. you will be able to survive above the stupidity.

I learned from my stupidity

.Never argue with stupid. Especially if they claim to have a Doctorate in "Theology". It is unfortunately a psychological disorder. The more you argue, they drag you down to be one of them. If you encounter one; ignore them and take a long walk by the side of the river or on the top of the mountain or on the wide meadows. The wisdom will dance in front of you like a little lamb or like hand lamp in darkness.

Millennium Thoughts –15

Long  time ago mountains used to be  the abode gods. There are trails on top of these mountains. May be these are the trails the gods treaded  to ignore the cry of the humans in the valley. May be the priests carried  the sacrifice to the gods  through these trails. There are stains on the burned rocks. If you get to the top of the mountain look around for a tied up virgin or an empty nectar cup.

On both sides of the mountain path there is decayed vegetation. It is the abode of earth worms. For some reason they crawl out of their burrows and cross the trail. It could be a nightly ritual. In the early morning when the belly of the trail is still a virgin we could see the designs made by the crawling worms. Will they complete their pilgrimage to the other side of the trail ?  Or they become food to night scavengers? You could hear the birds practicing for their morning ritual song. They can sing because their belly is full and so they are happy.

Early morning even  after sun rise; there are some worms crawling and struggling to cross the trail. May be they didn’t want to break  their lover’s embrace and waited till morning. May be the party was full of spirit and they forgot there is another morrow. The late worms hardly make it. Hikers crush them or the sun dries them.

Wonder why they crawl and cross over when they have plenty of food on  the side they live. May be it is a man dominated society and females are separated on one isle. All day long they hide in their hypocritical burrows- the rules and regulations. Ah ! then comes the night. The darkness covers it all. The taboo, the law, morality all gone. The veil covered passion is unleashed,  there they go charging like a bull.

May be the worms are the incarnation of gods?. It is their hide out.

Why do these worms crawl like this and  cross the trail ? May be in search of  a better life like  humans? Or just to join the man or woman they want ? Or is it worm’s pilgrimage? It is hard to say how many accomplish the goals. They might know the first rain will fill their burrows with carbolic acid and choke them to death. Not so far distant; the same destiny is awaiting   humans. Acid and atomic rain will destroy life any time soon. Does this reflect human life ?. If so do not wait for the night. Develop few wings to be a butter fly. The flight may be a short one. But still it is a glorious one. A short glorious flight is better than crawling all night. So be a butter fly !!!!!!!!!!!

Andrews.