28th February 2004
I have 3 confessions to make and some other tidbit news. 1) I am becoming increasingly impatient and irritated with some people 2) Maybe because I am too full of myself, i.e, my ego is on the rise 3) I haven't visited St Mungo's museum despite living half a minute away from it for the past 5 months.
Also, I am looking forward to the India Pakistan cricket series, albeit on www.cricinfo.com because it isn't on the telly in UK. Peace has its ways, and right now, it's through bat and ball.
I have decided to make a sequel to my first film, Run Rana Run. I would appreciate any ideas about the title. The film this time will seriously be about running. And hard core running at that. But I don't want to simply call it Run Rana Run 2. Also, if anyone wants to be part of the project, they are more than welcome. I always appreciate extras whom are willing to work for free. :)
I'm surprised I managed this Outpour, because I seriously haven't had any inspiration in the past month. For those who notice, the last one was on 5th February 2004. Even so, this one seems boring. What's happening?
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Saturday, February 28, 2004
Thursday, February 05, 2004
5th February 2004
Most of you must have guessed that the Outpour was written for a specific group of people, people that were close to me, some still are. This has been a secret project in essence, because not many people know about it, and those who do, don't actually know the real motive and reason. The term 'Necessary' may have hinted at something, but for many, it seemed it was something I needed to take out of my system to remain sane. I don't blame those who did, because this is what normal, rational people would have liked to believe anyway. However, the time has now come to tell you all the real reason.
I wasn't born as a human being, i.e., straight from the womb, but was in fact the product of a spiritual experiment that embedded in me, a hybrid life form, a life's mission. To make it appear natural, my memory was erased of all the events that occured prior to my birth. Prior to my human birth, I was having a conscious living memory that interacted with my spiritual masters, who were on the verge of a breakthrough in the combined field of spirituality and science. It was in the late 19th century that Man realised that science had its limitations, and infact could only cause more damage than good (read nuclear bombs). To essentially cut a long story short, a group of pseudo-spiritualists meditated hard on a solution and decided that the only way Man could be saved was by creating a human out of pure spiritual energy but together with the normal features of a human being, intact, and very much like everyone else. The hybrid would realise its mission slowly over time, but would never be sure, but make the world a better place anyway. It was never meant to know, because the creators feared it would rebel. I found out on the night I sent out my first Outpour. I wasn't about to rebel, infact, I thought I could expand what I had already achieved. And that is why, I decided to write to all of you, sharing my soul and consciousness, in the hope that,like a virus, my being, and consciousness would spread naturally to all of you, a select group of individuals, who would go on and do the same thing as I had done, in whatever means possible. I had done it through an email diary, making people cry, making them laugh, but always making them love life more. That was my mission, it still will be, but I am confident I won't be alone anymore. I hope to carry on with the Outpour, but you, my dear friends, would have to carry on spreading this message, and recruiting more messengers once you think they are ready. I think you are now ready, and may the force be with you.
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Most of you must have guessed that the Outpour was written for a specific group of people, people that were close to me, some still are. This has been a secret project in essence, because not many people know about it, and those who do, don't actually know the real motive and reason. The term 'Necessary' may have hinted at something, but for many, it seemed it was something I needed to take out of my system to remain sane. I don't blame those who did, because this is what normal, rational people would have liked to believe anyway. However, the time has now come to tell you all the real reason.
I wasn't born as a human being, i.e., straight from the womb, but was in fact the product of a spiritual experiment that embedded in me, a hybrid life form, a life's mission. To make it appear natural, my memory was erased of all the events that occured prior to my birth. Prior to my human birth, I was having a conscious living memory that interacted with my spiritual masters, who were on the verge of a breakthrough in the combined field of spirituality and science. It was in the late 19th century that Man realised that science had its limitations, and infact could only cause more damage than good (read nuclear bombs). To essentially cut a long story short, a group of pseudo-spiritualists meditated hard on a solution and decided that the only way Man could be saved was by creating a human out of pure spiritual energy but together with the normal features of a human being, intact, and very much like everyone else. The hybrid would realise its mission slowly over time, but would never be sure, but make the world a better place anyway. It was never meant to know, because the creators feared it would rebel. I found out on the night I sent out my first Outpour. I wasn't about to rebel, infact, I thought I could expand what I had already achieved. And that is why, I decided to write to all of you, sharing my soul and consciousness, in the hope that,like a virus, my being, and consciousness would spread naturally to all of you, a select group of individuals, who would go on and do the same thing as I had done, in whatever means possible. I had done it through an email diary, making people cry, making them laugh, but always making them love life more. That was my mission, it still will be, but I am confident I won't be alone anymore. I hope to carry on with the Outpour, but you, my dear friends, would have to carry on spreading this message, and recruiting more messengers once you think they are ready. I think you are now ready, and may the force be with you.
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