Friday, February 17, 2012

Give me a pen, i write a story

do i  have to use a normal bic pen, marker, aim, standler, parker pen to write this story - am sure by the end of the story on earth another will begin. So i was conceived life was good and warm inside the fluid - i could turn left or right. food was fed to me automatically and i never lacked a balanced diet , i never lacked water (of course i lived in fluid how could i go thirsty) - i didn't even go for immunization -yet i grew bigger and bigger until after a certain predetermined time i had to exit the comfort zone to another zone where i was not prepared for - but yet i knew it was time to exit..had i not exited at that  time it meant death.So i took the pen on that cold day , may be the cries i made sharpened my pencil or added ink to my pen which ever form it took the story began, then someone may have welcome me to the world with joy - i would rather have been told welcome to the 'worlds' then i would have known from the beginning, which world? - the pen writing on an open space..and who can read the story its all stored up in the spirit, the Spirit of life ..its RAM is soo big it can hold all files stored without question or judgment - once commanded it pulls up a file and replays it as if it were the present..so my beautiful pen let us write the story - maybe our story will help other spirits learn and  write a better story than our story..............my pen i ache as i wonder how sharper or blunt you will be by the time we finish the story...