I am not an atheist. Thus I will not deny the existence of a god or, if you so chose, many gods.
But what is god anyway? For me god is the reason behind the reason.

In nature everything works according to rules that are defined by the structure of the universe, the beeing and the matter itself. We have discovered some of these rules like gravity, magnetism etc. From these rules we created formulas to predict something before it actually happens. We call this science and it helped putting rockets into space and (if you are a believer) a man on the moon. However we forget that although we can partly understand these rules there is no rule that says these rules must exist. There is no rule forcing matter or energy to exist. Instead of existing we, everything, could simply not exist – there is no rule preventing that. So there is a reason behind every understandable reason we already know – a reason that we do not understand and probably never will. Why was there a big bang? Why was there energy or matter? There is simply no reason for that, except if someone or something “thought” otherwise. From our point of view this beeing is reason for everything. This beeing is commonly called god and god is what we do not understand.

We might not have a predefined purpose but we have reason; simply because we exist. But that god or reason might not be what we think it is. It might not be something on the outside looking in – it might not be anything at all. God might not be some entity watching us, guiding us or have any form of influence at all. Maybe god (the reason) is the structure, the matter, the energy – everything. Maybe we are part of the reason – a part of god.

“A random act of kindness is a selfless act performed by a person or persons wishing to either assist or cheer up an individual.” [Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/]

Living in a selfish world
it’s every tiny deed that counts.
If the flap of a butterfly’s wing
causes a thunderstorm somewhere else
can’t a smile in the right place and time
achieve extraordinary joy?
Help someone walk across the street
listen to some stranger’s tale
Take your time, show patience -
be what you want them to be.
Kindness is not just a word
it’s an objective to aspire to.
Should the circumstances arise
at any time then don’t be shy
be the one to make the difference,
be the person that this world needs!

Thoughts are flowing through our minds
on a daily basis we encounter problems.
All that troubles us in manifold shapes
is crushing our will to live and strive for more.
Yet we fail to see how unimportant we are
how unimportant all we do really is.
We are but a spark in an endless universe
our existence barely a smudge in time.
Here we’re drowning ourselves in depression
for what we yearn for is what we’ll never have.
You are simply not important,
your life has no effect on the vastness around.
You are a dying shadow, a mote of dust.
There is nothing you could ever do
that would make an actual difference.
Don’t even try to be something
because you simply aren’t.
Face the fact that your death
wouldn’t even ripple in the sea of time.
Death would be an alternative
to the futile life you live -
Though a boring one
I assume.

After all these years
I have not forgotten -
and how could I
when I hear this song
it drags me back in time to you
a time in my memory that’s rotten.
I’d like to share what I feel with you
I want to share how little it hurts me anymore
If you could understand that this flame
has long lost its heat at the core
I know you want to know what’s up
and I like to tell you -
but I can’t do that.
I want to make you see it for yourself
but I know it’s impossible without a real chat.
You think what I do is because I feel for you
but the truth is that it’s nothing special
and if they’d ask I’d do it for any who.
I hope this doesn’t tear your soul asunder
instead I hope in your heart you feel this thunder
telling you what I can’t seem to tell you right:
If you still want me
you have to fight.

As many of us do at some point of their lives I recently thought about why we die. I will not argue that human death is caused by the deterioration of the cells in our bodies. However you might want to ask yourself why cells behave this way. There is just no logic behind this. If the human body can grow to its full size then it should be capable of reproducing healthy cells when the height of growth is reached. The facts that we get old and die are proof that there must be a reason. Although not scientific, this is my poetic way of saying we have to die sooner or later:

Born as giants
stuffed with soul and heart.
Every day alive
tears it apart.
If you put your heart and love
into some things that you do
you lose tiny bits of soul
even if the rewards seem few.
Although souls regrow over time
never reach their former magnitude
which leads one to conclude:
Souls are fading over time
but all the tiny bits we give
are moments we like to relive.
They bring happiness to -
and all around us.
Though we can’t live
without our souls and thus,
leave the world
as empty shells -
just a bunch of body cells.
Given every bit away
but – believe me –
it’s okay!

(The title can be seen as a tribute to Supertramp)

No, this ist not some romantic shizzle whizzle. In fact this might not at all be to your liking. What I want is to talk about death. Why? Because death is everywhere even if it doesn’t really exist. Now one might say how can death not exist if there is life. That is exactly the right question. (weiterlesen …)

Isn’t it funny how everyone believes to be different from everybody else. Of course nobody is like anyone else – are they?
Actually we’re not so different at all.

We walk on two feet, we speak using a mouth, we act using two hands.

Not only do we look equally in shape and proportion, are more or less equally beautiful in our own ways – but our head works by the same principles and protocols.
We want to live – well most of us do – some will say they don’t want to, but still they breathe, still their hearts beat.

We touch and feel with five fingers each hand, we hear with our ears and see with our own two eyes.

We yearn for protection and we ache for some love. And though the tastes may vary, still the desire is the same.
Now you’d say you’re different or more diverse from them but don’t we have in common that we aspire to be unique?

Feeling sad from time to time is common – I guess.
But then there are those times – and I don’t even know why – I feel unbearable sad.
Tears just could not show the kind of sadness that I feel.
Like a salty river stuck in my throat and a curtain of teardrops waiting in my eyelids.
A silent suffering hidden from the world – hidden behind cold eyes.
If only I knew the reason then maybe I could understand.
But thinking about why I feel so blue – is feeding into my sadness.
Show me a way out of here. Wake me! Shake me!
Rescue me from this dream I can’t wake up from!

This world is like a living being
moving, flowing, breathing.
But the world is sick
the organism is infected.
Infected by a disease
spreading along the arteries of life
highly contagious and toxic
deadly to whatever it infects
it kills randomly and efficient.
The world has never seen before
a virus so threatening to life.
But there is hope for it
because neither life nor death
can exist without the other.
So this planet will survive
and arise from its ashes.
Giving birth to a new era
bringing life to a new generation
until the generation turns
against itself again.
We are trapped in this cycle
the endless cycle of life and death.
So our sins shall come back for us at last
and take back what we once took.
As guests of this planet we harvested
the life of this planet itself.
We are a disease to this planet
as such we will wither and rot.
Not only will we – the disease
induce our own genocide
but lead this world to total annihilation
Luckily we won’t have to face this disease
Because the disease is in all of us
a disease called humanity.

The clock tells me that yesterday is gone. Guess we won’t see that day in a while. Thinking about it – if what science says is true and the universe is a place that comes from energy and will be energy again – then maybe in a reborn future world which is just like this one we will see this day again. Maybe we have to be born, live and die a few times in between but in a nearly endless universe this should be possible.

(weiterlesen …)