Spectrum Of Nature

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I can see the sun, I Can see the moon, I can see the stars, I can see the Milky Ways, I know my eyes cannot see the source of nature flowing like a river to an unknown sea, floating like ships in an endless ocean. When it started? Who knows? Like space time too has no boundaries! Billions of years ago or even more or even more than more, radiations that started travelling to the earth, while there was no earth, not even our galaxy, when it struck retina of the ancient eyes, it formed spectrums on the ancient brain, in all the spectrums there was a rainbow. Human brain and heart are offshoots of their ancient ancestor. The philosopher human brain couldn't understand why a rainbow is common in all the spectrums. When he discussed it with the heart his lovely friend, the friend smiled and said, convergence of colors will make it transparent and a philosopher like you will say nothing exists, it's you only you. Let it remain diverged. I have something that you do not, it is love, I love these beautiful colors. I believe it's a virtual image of a transparent colorless light, the source, the creator! We don't see Him but the spectrum confirms an ancient existence. Well, if you dislike the word God, Take O from ego and make it good, Let ego be changed in something more beautiful, e.g., the beauty and peace of dying as a believer. Or you may give Him any other good name. But please, don't permutate the three letters! Believe, trust and love that great source that's ancient and that exists, make your life easy and pleasant.

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