Lunchtime blogging.
Not serious.
Not serious at all.
Not that I am ever serious.
It’s very bad if someone take himself too seriously.
I prefer to feel I am nothing.
When you are nothing, you have nothing to show, noting to prove, nothing to defend, you don’t care. You are just nothing and you are free to be … everything.
May be when I say nothing I am trying to shut my brain up. Isn’t it the brain that is creating our false selves, our Egos? The soul cannot create an Ego. So if I am nothing in my brain would I be able to find/express my true self – my soul?
I think I am serious again.
What I found in this brain/soul stuff today?
And the nothing stuff?
Never mind.
Just writing 
What makes me want to write?
