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Yeah! Thus, I decided to post a junk on my wall on this new year eve. Everything occurred to me during the last twelve months were absolutely brilliant and miraculous. They were not absolute accidents, but pre-planned occurrences supposed to be taken place in my life. 2013, what the calendar says, was just days consisting of time, speed, decisions, calculations, mistakes, corrections, planning, and finally altogether a cycle of past events dressed in new costume. Of course, I’ve done severe mistakes, but wonderfully helpful and I realized them as the time passed by me.
I never wanted to wish any of my friends “happy new year” because I never wanted to. And what is a hell on earth new year message? And New Year resolutions? I don’t know! And, of course, I don’t want to know, obviously! New Year eve is a reason, not a cause for the party. What did I mean by that? Don’t know, don’t ask me ‘cause it just occurred to my figures.
Any ways, I should say, everything was brilliant! From the essence and soul of my mind (may be mind is my soul) everything occurred to me last, the passing time, was wonderful. They made me what I am today with my perfect flaws and imperfections. The quantum of my selves and the single, ultimate source of energy which I call god or Jeeva and to which I associate myself, made me a part of the cycle of the time and space. I have seen signs, signs without characters!
I made my legends and myths! The passing hours of year 2013 carry the burden of aesthetic as well as cognitive anarchism.
Well, let me scratch down here on my personal wall. After all, I don’t have to answer anyone and it’s my wall, isn’t it? 2013 taught me many things. It was in 2013 I liberated myself from the remaining chains of Church and the practices of religion. But still I go to church ‘cause I’m a son and I do respect my parents.  The following are the notable, may be less significant, events of my life occurred in 2013:
·         *Liberation from the chains of Church and Religion
·         *Formed a staunch belief in god
·         *Started to belief in quantum theory and quantum universe
·         *Associated the soul with the ultimate source of energy/god
·         *Transformed myself into a replica of the source of energy
·        * Became a practitioner  of  AHAM BRAHMASMI and TAT TWAM ASI
·        *Found my way, what I am supposed to be
·        * Found the sparkles of my soul within my life
·        *Made a strong bridge between my soul and body, We are one now
·        * Made myself universal
·         *Completing the successful six years of mystic love with a crazy utopian
·         *Got some new wonderful friends from around the globe
·         *Started blogging at word press under the name aesthetic anarchist
·         *The most memorable romantic year of my entire life
And, the list continues! I love everything happened to me and evaded me thankfully. Next year may be a time for my uprooting, sometimes I’ll migrate to some exotic place; sometimes I’ll meet my love….

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