Resonating Words

Yet this is another title I use that have little in common with the post content, I just enjoy life like this. Somehow it is organized randomness or chaotic balance. “The world is perfect with its imperfections”. If there were no flaws then there would not be any reason for improvement and as we seek that perfection, that little space of time, is what I consider living.

I was sitting with my almost one year old son and gave him a small car to play with. I was showing him how he should move the car on the floor but instead he chose to hold it and take a closer look. He then lifted it up and combine with his very serious thinking face and the undecipherable words  I imagined him saying, “let us observe this intricate, brake it down to it’s core elements and understand it’s being, for a learned man can never tired of such wonder.” I was thinking maybe he did say that until he put the car in his mind and popped my dream cloud.

I was not too far off was I. At least in the title