I still cannot figure you out yet. I think you like hanging out with me. At the same time you still holding back. What is it hon? Is it because I am such a radical?
I mean... You spend a lot of time with me but then you don't want to be with me in the White Space. What does that mean? Is it because you like me but you don't like me enough to be with me for eternity?
Or is it because all these while you are trying to maintain a certain degree of professionalism with me?
What is it baby? Talk to me. OK I know, you still love your hubby more than me. Is that it?
Look, bring your hubby along to White Space. How about that? Will that work for you?
You got kids Sarah? Bring them along too. Here is the deal... All my polyandry wives will stay in Sparta 4964. I make an exception for you. You OK with that?
Hmmm... not OK.
Well then, I will spend my next 22 years with you here. We can forget about being soulmates for eternity.
This song is on air:
What does it mean then? We become existentialist? Already you convinced me to be an atheist (an impartial person towards God that is). Now are you suggesting for me to forgo *a[l]terlife?
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* Not sure if this is your intervention. I assume it is.
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So you don't want me to believe in the afterlife. Is that it?
Hmmm... As I said, God and the afterlife are just a state of mind. So is apple and no apple. So you want me to opt for either or? Forgo Fuzzy Thinking? I can't do that Sarah. You know I love you very much but I can't let go the FOUNDATION of the Zen of Personal Bliss.
Look at me. I survive all these years because I am a Fuzzy Thinker. Nothing is absolute with me. It helps me to become flexible. Unless... yes a big UNLESS, you are cock sure that absolute thinking is the best way forward.
I don't think you can do that. Which do you prefer honey? An on/off light switch or a dimmer? With a dimmer you have a wide range. That's the reason Eastern thinkers are flexible. Buddha for example said to walk the Path, it should be a midway. Not too tight, not too loose.
After all I am STILL a Wandering Sufi and a Zen Monk, Sarah.
This song is on air:
Next is this song:
What are you afraid of Sarah? That your beliefs will shatter? Are you sure that there is no afterlife? I mean cock sure?
Man, another Cybernetic Loop:
I know, you don't want to lose me and yet you don't want to let me go. Wow, you are surely in a major dilemma Sarah. Sigh, this is the problem with atheists. You are too sure of the material world. Why can't you accept that beyond the molecular level, everything is nothing? It's just empty space baby...
Another dopamine hit:
Here I am offering you Sidratul Muntaha. OK fine, I got to fuck the angels but that is beside the point. I am talking about this baby:
Don't you want to Pursue Truth Par Excellence? Don't you want to know the secret of all secrets?
Oh, I know... You don't believe in any of that. To you I am delusional.
Another hit:
Fine Sarah, I will hangout with you until the end. After that I will move on. I love you very much but I cannot let go of Fuzzy Thinking.
This is the last song for tonight:
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