My Conversation with HIM

 “My Conversation with Him”, according to the title is somehow very controversial and also seems to have a bit religious connotation. Here it may seem to some viewers almost contrary to what I have said, written and admit up to now. But please do not go that way and think in that direction.  What you see is just a simple image of him and me together in a design.  He is a great, handsome, intelligent or a very good-hearted brother of Mother Nature, and one of the sons of the Big Bang. I don’t call him God, but rather a powerful initiator of all of us somewhere in our beautiful and never-ending universe. As I have stated before, in reality we should consider him also as one of the many sons of the catastrophic Big Bang. I highly respect that and I seriously think I have every right to talk and discuss with him about everything in the privacy of my heart and life. It is important that he listens to me, and I do not feel abandoned and alone.

 My point of view is that I have complete liberty to converse with him or even her or any other powerful yet invisible entity in our amazing cosmos, whenever I wish and about whatever I desire. According to my knowledge all this could even be a nonexistent, imaginary force, either on the solid ground, or within the amazing and infinite blue sky in our universe, or sometimes, even in my heart or in a short dream. Anyone can do that. Yes, as we always say, he or she is omnipotent and omnipresent and supposedly lives in the vast, unique and beautiful universe, way up there, in the so-called heaven. We think he or she maybe is our God? Maybe. But as I said, here in my drawing, he is one of the great sons of the Big Bang, and maybe one of the brothers of Mother Nature in our lives. Regrettably and according to him, I ask him too many confusing questions, and conversing with him about the many unanswered “whys”, about everything. As a first thing, I ask him about the so many injustices and the useless pain and suffering of our brothers and sisters in our world.

Why so many differences between our siblings, I question him, and above all, why so many injustices and people being two-faced? Why so many preemptive wars around our globe lately? Didn’t you tell me that we are all equal to your eyes and you shaped and created us all equal, regardless of our color of our skin, our gender, our faith, rich or poor? So, what happened to all those beautiful and hopeful promises? The last time you said you will fix all that, but it did not happen. So, what really happened? You want to tell me about it?  You know father, I almost believed that you have the right answer and the right potion for everything. Don’t you? Aren’t you, as they say: supposed to be omnipotent and omnipresent? They believe strongly in you and the absolute power of you. Should I believe all that? Or am I so naive?

I remember the last time you told me I could call and talk to you wherever, whenever and about whatever I wanted. So, what has happened lately? The last time you swore that you are going to change everything; so, what happened? Do you really hear my innocent voice? Do you even see me at all?  You know, brother, I couldn’t find you anywhere lately. Where are you? Are you well; are you too busy? You know what, obviously, it is very hard to trust anybody these days.

Are you sometimes incognito, or do you just behave like that when a disaster or debacle happens? Tell me, brother, did you talk to your father as you promised. Because you said you are going to, you are going to see him and talk to him. Did you do that, or is he too is busy or has the same attitude. He also just believes that one day everything is going to change and change drastically. Somehow, I wonder why everything can‘t be changed normally, and not necessarily always being drastic or dramatic. Nevertheless, you know better that a long time has passed and nothing has happened. How about that? What is your answer? You mean you are going to send me away just like the last time? You know, I am starting to lose my faith even more deeply and profoundly. Forgive me for talking so clearly and without any preamble to you, but whose fault is that? You mean it is always mine? Where is the fairness? (More description is available).