the retiring ALMIGHTY

God, the name of some super natural, almighty, no evidence being, who claims to have super powers and can make, remake or destroy anything He claims that he created. He is indeed, the supreme of the ordinary.

But, we, humans, although his creation, can do things which are not just special but far better than specialty. The synonym of the word ‘high risk’ is quite absent in our dictionary of present world. Every substance on this earth, which came after us, was by us, mostly. We don’t need blessings, we can invent that too. You are God, we are God gift, but the present is a prize and surprise for you, because we can “make” too.

Let us compete the creator with his composition, so what if he created us? We can create ourselves, the cloning exists now. we can inherit our own beings and tell them to replicate all the senses we have, including the vision we have. After all they are the one produced for that purpose and asked to come alive to burden their coming survival.

God, we may need you and remember you only during our meals, marriages or funerals. You gave us the thinking machine right above our heads and an unreeled camera to click and fairy manipulative dreams with the eyes. So here we are, challenging you that we could be the next creators and the first genius species you can ever award yourself for.

God, I know what you are thinking. You fear that you may become history of the extinct. But we consider you one now. The time you existed and created, you donated an invention of eyes in us to see you. But we are far better now, we generated technology, such highly categorized that we can store, view and even edit it to our beliefs. We are emotionally technical.

The eyes have made us to dream of being the creator and we can claim to you that we will cross verify all your creations and inventions and rectify it to what we now dream of.

We are thankful to Mother Nature for contributing for things that we could also have done, but taking credit for everything would be injustice. The similarity of our creations matches yours, just because we came into being after you. Else we could have planned for the desk ourselves.

The destiny is so beautiful and approachable; we don’t want any kind of hurdles from your end. The earthquakes, tsunamis, storms, floods and so many other complications were recorded as your ‘not-wanting-us-to win’ conspiracies. We had no choice but to inform you that we are self sustained at self destruction through guns, bullets, missiles and nuclear bombs. We can handle our destruction now you see.

Drawing on the fine command on language and the dismissal of the fine colors, the eyes are taking the pain to identify. They are suffering from color blindness of the dreams. Nothing seems to work for the unreachable view. They have so much to say, but they can only see. That’s it. They may be closed too, or may be closer. But they seem to be indecent with view due to the line of water covering the layer of sincere confidentiality or extreme longing ness for praise. It’s the eyes, they see, mostly things which are easy to view, observe and creating no room for efforts.

Eyes, the photography of the dream catcher, the symbol of seeker, the solution to the jumbler and even the bet of the gambler. They see. The god of the creator had eyes too.

Only difference was, they could create and see. The diminishing humanity is losing grip on the view of it as they run for destiny. The destiny defined products simply want it because they see it. They want it and pursue it to the extent of what the creator did when He was defining the meaning of definition. The creature of today is seeing the unseen. It has tried all means to make best use of the eyes, to see present, as an exhaling future. The serious colors of humanity are fading its worth, not in the eyes of themselves, but in the eyes of the eye maker.

God, now you may be thinking what is left for you rekindle?

Well, we can suggest you something... Try recreating!!

Because now, ‘We have vision for today’s tomorrow’