Knowledge is heavy

April 16, 2021

Was heavy #

In a short periord of time earlier I have decided to do something I have not done for a long time. Writing, posting, sharing..

Whereas I used to have this feeling once. It is not the matter whatever it is I was excited to share what I have in my hands. I was so excited to share the knowledge free. Overtime the knowledge has come heavy I guess, I could not cope with.

Originality #

I realise now that the source of my excitement inside was not the knowledge itself. I believed the only thing was the knowledge on my hand, so I was able to share it, but not else. When I started to see the knowledge that I have is not enough and hard to enhance, I belived ı can not effort it anymore and I have quit my excitement. Till now that I realised that the thing makes me excited about to share is all the other things than knowledge. The knowledge all I have is only supportive potential to share my originality which actually makes me excited in real. The subject is important of course. However if I am cooking a cake, the most important attribute is not the content of it, it is to be the cake that I am cooking.

I hold my self that long that when I put my hands on keyboard somethings are fighting each other to express theirself to be out. Fairly I am producing champs spreading out through inside of myself, each one is such as a sperm that wins the game.

It is the time #

I was quite. Maybe I underestimated my thoughs, maybe I believed they will not get acceptance by others, I always had a reason and I shut up myself.

Now, it is time to hold the pen. Not spite of those time have gone through, not spite of anything. Unlikely just to hug all the things. Event not because of I know a lot, just because of learning. Mostly to learn myself. It is time to spread out things gathered inside in order to stay by myself.

It is time to depart for the things I have gathered inside all this long. They are pressing and pushing me a lot. Let this post would be the first when I open my blog to the world again after years..

Such as I met with Yoga, it is departing time for the things those are awaken inside by yoga itself in order to arrive where they are supposed to be.

Actually, what a beautiful thing to be on the way. There is no stop, even there is no arrival. Only thing is the existancy itself.

Namaste.