Dear Madom
Why is God lazy,
Whereas Obama and life is busy?
Dear my son,
Perfection brings in, and reaches you, laziness
For the reason of having nothing to do further
To achieve or to pursue anything further.
Laziness is the spontaneous nature of being.
Unless there comes up obstacles of imperfections,
Or imperfections of obstacles,
One needs no thinking or working or exercising.
Dear my son,
Thoughts come up
When there are obstacles
In the walk and path of spontaneity.
Thoughts are you mental effort
To find a way or an opening
From those obstacles
To enable lazy easy flow of spontaneity,
Where movement is no-movement,
But dancing of resting in harmony.
Dear my son,
You happen to artificially exercise,
By jogging or walking in your gardens,
When you have feel of obstacles in your physical being
For the reason of artificially artificial life
Without having movements of laziness, and dance in it,
Natural and spontaneous.
When you are being made unable to be in a state
In which you have to be spontaneously and naturally.
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Dear my son,
So is God lazy, for having no purpose,
As the perfection gets anyone to be purposeless.
Laziness is symptom and result of perfection
The absolute perfection
A state of having no-where to move further
In pursuit of reaching or breaching.
Perfection, thereby laziness, causes
Spontaneous dancing stagnancy.
The sate of needing nothing more and nothing less.
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Dear my son,
World of living is
The world of imperfection.
You need to live and grow
Because you have imperfection,
Or you are an imperfect,
To be corrected and remedied.
Ever having to seek and pursue,
Where laziness would mean death.
Laziness is not therein
The talk and walk of life.
In the world of imperfection
Laziness, and inaction there by,
Is the tongue and talk of death
Or it is your walk to death.
Life is your activities to pursue new
And to find out new,
By renewing itself.
That is how all the inventions and discoveries.
Seeking new for facilitating new.
New, to be faster and easier.
With an idea to create easiness
And to make life easier,
Life, in the form of man,
Likes to toil and to be uneasy.
Dear my son,
One has to know,
Living physical body
Is part of imperfect world
Seeking or pursuing perfection.
So, one is living, seeking ever to be new
And will try to show himself ever as new
As part of his seeking
Or as part of his showing
His thirst and pursuit for perfection.
Seeking new is part of seeking perfection.
That is the life.
That is how life is.
That is what life needs to be.
That is what present and current is.
Denying present, contradicting present,
Denying life, for whatever be the reason.
To seek and pursue perfection.
As an effort to grow into perfection.
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Dear my son,
Like soil and earth
One has to be with his life.
Ever new. Producing ever new.
And ever becoming new by itself.
Never old,
And looking, cause only the new.
New leaves and new flowers
Each moment, each day.
Keeping old as old would mean
Monotony and repetition.
In life nothing is and can be
Monotonous and repetitive.
Though everything just repetitive,
Life won’t give and won’t make any one
Feel anything is repetitive.
So is everything and everyone in life
Unique, unlike before.
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