I really love to write sth tonight I am used to this way and I love to write here not in my notebook!
But I don’t know what to write maybe I love to write about the lamentation of my life but I don’t love to think about my sorrow I haven’t thought much about it and I won’t do that, and following my new decision about my life I can’t let myself thinking and writing in my old way.
The realities and facts of this life r showing themselves more and more in the shape of material. Moreover, I am thinking that every thing could be defined as we can observe them and there is no need to hide our ignorance with sth as spirit, soul… and there is no need to think of religious as a saving hand [I don’t believe in any religious and its long time that it has happen to me and I feel so good actually].
Of course it’s my idea without any evidence but it is a long time that I think there is nothing above in sky and all the facts relating to our life is here among all this material we r living in and we have been created from!
Of course, I am not a materialist but it is a fact that I will not be an idealistic person.
My god is here in the earth I am living in