Strange title? Well, read on. It is generally accepted that the universe came to be due to a sudden explosion that was called the big bang. Signs of the big bang are two many to ignore, for example, in 1964, the accidental detection of the Cosmic microwave background radiation was evidence for such a phenomena.

How do I maintain perfection?
In a world of imperfection?
How do I stay a child,
whose life is all affection?

The first time I heard about evolution, it was quite interesting, I do believe that evolution does occur. But after some deep deep thinking, I came to a question that troubled me so much... why does every living creature die? Why doesn't evolution eliminate it? Worse still, why was death introduced by evolution in the first place?

A large portion of my life went debating Christians, atheists, philosophers and factional Muslims among others. I must admit that I had taken choices early in my life that were too early for me to take. And I faced very unexpected and advanced tactics that forced me to study philosophy extensively so early in my life.

I stood today,
and wondered.
And thought,
and ever pondered.

When had this blessed curse come down on me?

I knew that sooner or later I will write this article. Although I suspect that it's useless for the typical human being. I believe this will be the last article I write in a long time to come.

How so far I returned to a time where I had locked myself from people's thoughts and started forming my own. What triggered it, I could only guess. But I will say that every human was programmed even before he was born to a path in life that he will walk no matter what he does.

I was reading something and noticed this remark. "lets hope that the religion that gives us all these complications has more positive points than negatives"

I've heard about it, I thought about it, I was told of it, but I was always blind to it. Yes, I lack the virtue called patience. And this has cost me more than many could even imagine.

It saddens me how many poems I've written that I can neither tear nor keep. And which I never wanted to be read except by one person. I've given up hope on perfecting this world and perfecting others, It's time I concentrated on my struggle to rise above this world and achieve my own perfection.