Tell Me

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Tell me something,


Because I don’t want to feel tonight,

Tell me that the clouds are purple,

And that the sky is peach,

Tell me something,

it doesn’t have to make sense,

I just need to direct my focus elsewhere,

From the pain,

So tell me something,

Tell me,


I don’t want to remember.


To Mr. Stephen Hawking

Dear Mr. Hawking,

Stephen Hawking that is.

You’re probably wondering why on earth this twenty two year old girl is writing you.

I must say sir, that I love the way you think. Your theories exude a level of genius that compels me to think beyond what everyone thinks is the standard or limit of normal or average thinking.

I like that!

I admire the application made to your beliefs. It displays a level of tenacity and determination that is rarely visible in this world today.

It is because of you; those qualities have been implemented in my life.

Thank you, ever so kindly sir, for the contribution that you have made in our society.

It is forever appreciated.

Science has always been my greatest love. The thrill in discovering the way things are created, the way they work etc. is fascinating.

A wise man once said“– you. “Look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see, and wonder about what makes the universe exist. Be curious.

I echo these sentiments.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t possess the Albert Einstein or yours for that matter intelligence that you may think I have, in fact I have yet to tackle the intelligence quotient to see where I rank and if I do, in all honesty, it probably won’t be much to talk about.

But I Mr. Hawking have my own theories and questions.

My theory for everything is “God”. I believe that every human being is instilled, upon conception the desire to worship something – that’s why it’s created by them gods, god of the sun, moon etc. For some people their money is their god or their job – some even esteem themselves as their own god.

I however believe in the one true God- the creator of Heaven & Earth.

And that’ll bring me to the question every atheist may ask.

Who or what is God & does he really exist?

You will disagree with me but that’s ok because everyone is entitled to their own opinions. I must say though that God loves you.

And to answer your question point blank – Yes GOD EXISTS.

It’s evident in everything around us; the air that we breathe, the trees, plants, dirt, you Mr. Hawking & me. We’re made in his own image and likeness each and every one of us.

And that’s how I see him; through his handiwork he’s evident.

I know it’s been said by either Mr. Pascal or Voltaire that the existence of God can’t be proven by nature. I beg to differ.

Because I feel him as well; I know he exists because his presence is all around us especially to those who have given him their heart.

I once read a story that goes like this:

A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation and talked about so many things and various subjects. When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: “I don’t believe that God exists.” “Why do you say that?” asked the customer. “Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn’t exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can’t imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things.” The customer thought for a moment, but didn’t respond because he didn’t want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt. The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: “You know what? Barbers do not exist.” “How can you say that?” asked the surprised barber. “I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!” “No!” the customer exclaimed. “Barbers don’t exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside. “Ah, but barbers DO exist! That’s what happens when people do not come to me.” “Exactly!” affirmed the customer. “That’s the point! God, too, DOES exist! Because people do not look to God for help is why there’s so much pain and suffering in the world.

End of story.

I don’t believe in the ideology of My GOD being gambled but I like to a certain extent the way Blaise Pascal states it

“Belief is a wise wager. Granted that faith cannot be proved, what harm will come to you if you gamble on it’s truth and it proves false? If you gain, you gain all; if you lose, you lose nothing. Wager, the, without hesitation, that He exists.

“If God does not exist, one will lose nothing by believing in him, while if he does exist, one loses everything by not believing.

Isn’t it better to believe in God  and when dead discover that he isn’t true rather than to believe in nothing and realize that he exists?

(I WHOLE HEARTEDLY BELIEVE THAT HE DOES EXIST – the aforementioned is just something to think about).

The existence of God nestles in a spiritual realm not scientifically.

He can be seen.

He can be felt.

And there’s something called faith.

You don’t solve a mathematical question any other than mathematically likewise you don’t solve matters of spirituality other than spiritually.

I disagree also in the belief that man came from monkey a theory that has been birth by Mr. Charles Darwin  (that we’re an evolved species stemmed from creatures) that to me is difficult to digest especially as I’ve known that I’ve been created by God and as aforementioned –created in his own image and likeness. Mr. Darwin’s theory stemmed from realizing man kind’s pain and suffering a matter addressed in the story.

I am sir, in no way, a descendant from a primate (monkey). To think that there was this sudden explosion and everything came into existence is quite unimaginable.

Why is it only monkeys that have evolved?

Why not a cat or a fowl or a pig?

Why is it that only some of them have evolved and that all?

Why aren’t we constantly evolving now?

Why don’t humans carry the traits or genes of these species? (It is said that we share approximately 90% DNA why not genes)

The big bang suddenly gave us different ethnicity. (I take it there are Black, Caucasian, Chinese & Indian monkeys as well that contributed to that?)

The big bang theory gave us eloquent speech and various languages?

It made suddenly simple minded monkeys into intelligent human beings?

From what has the ocean & tress & universe evolved?

A black hole?


How can nothing create something?

I find it inconceivable to actually believe, that according to Wikipedia at some moment all of space was contained in a single point from which the Universe has expanded and After the expansion, the Universe cooled to allow the formation osubatomic particles, and later simple atoms; having Giant clouds of these primordial elements to later coalesce through gravity to form stars and galaxies.

Biologists must constantly keep in mind that what they see was not designed, but rather evolved,” said Francis Crick.

Well sir as you can see I don’t believe in evolution I believe in the design.

I do agree though that the earth is indeed not sitting on the back of a giant turtle- that is preposterous yet still I respect the opinion of anyone who believes it, it’s just not my belief.

There’s so much I’d like to ask you but as time wouldn’t permit me, I’ll settle with this.

Mr. Hawking you will go down in history as one of many a great men.

But if you die without Jesus Christ as your personal Lord and Savior everything you believe in, everything you’ve worked so hard to achieve will be in vain because you would have died and gone to a Christ-less eternity, Hell.

Again you have nothing to lose by believing in him but everything to gain.

All you need to do sir is believe. Admit that you’re a sinner as am I and ask him for his forgiveness and ask him to save you. One is never forgone for God to save. I know, because I’ve been in your shoes once. I’ve been an atheist but then I met Jesus and my life was never the same.

Despite everything you’ve been through in life, the sickness and the pain, the heartaches and failures God was and still is there.

Believe it or not sir he has your life in the palm of his hands.

The palm, in which, he holds the world.

We want science sir, God created science as he created you & me.

And it’s because we cannot scientifically prove or understand the concept of God we devise a way to prove his non- existence, a figment of one’s imagination. We can’t argue an unknown subject – because if it’s unknown relatively speaking it doesn’t exist. So it’s because it is known that God exist we argue his existence.

Do remember sir that we cannot see our imagination, neither can it be touched or smell, the same goes for pain of any form but we can see the outcome of our imagination and the source of our pain like this God exist we don’t see him physically but his entity is spiritual and the outcome of his power can be seen or touched.

Look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see, and wonder about what makes the universe exist. Be curious.

Echoing Archimedes – Eureka!

The theory of everything is GOD.

Thank you for taking the time out to read this.

Respectfully & Love Always,

Amanda Japal.

Agreeing to Disagree


Recently I’d stumbled on, to an extent, really nice blog post.

But the extent to how good it is, stopped abruptly by the suggestions made by the writer

to the readers.

She was Rash, Harsh and inconsiderate, in other words she was downright mean.

I get it.

I really do get what she’s trying to say.

Her points on the subject she was discussing, was reasonable,

But so was the points made by opposing readers.

In fact the attitude most of those readers responded with was excellent.

So calm and collective that even in a haste of words, I couldn’t detect a trace of sarcasm from these bloggers, who I’ve noticed exceeded the age of fifty.

You would think that an under twenty five year old or anyone as a matter of fact (because respect has no age limit) would be a tad bit respectful.

Butttt Nooo!!!

The way she demanded her readers to SHUT UP about the issue

Or to suck it up because she doesn’t care or “your opinions don’t matter”

Or best of all – “if you don’t agree with me do not comment or view my page,

You’re dismissed because you’re not welcomed here,

I am rude, loud & bitchy. I am not going to change because you’ve got facts”

was uncalled for.

No one likes to be bashed right?

especially on our own site.

C’mon I know the feeling.

Maybe I shouldn’t even be writing about this

Because it might make me out to be the bad guy,

The immature one or the silly one,

But I can’t not write, even a tiny bit of how I feel.

(the above situation is used for an example)

That little encounter got me thinking about a lot of things, specifically:

# Respect, opinions, relationships etc

I don’t know how you look at it, call me old fashion

but respecting someone and their opinions is important.

Likewise the way you speak to persons goes a loooooong way as well.

Have you ever heard the phrase,

“Learn to Agree to Disagree”?

It may sound strange or silly rather

But it’s important because it’s in fact

A vital action in every relationship,

A relationship with your parent’s,




Co workers


And fellow Bloggers to name a few. Lolz.

We sometimes forget that there are no two persons the same (Me Included), we’re all different,

From the way we look to our preferences, likes and dislikes and well OPINIONS.

So if you think the sky should be pink and someone else thinks that it should be green and yellow, that’s ok. It’s fine, really, it is, there’s nothing you can do about it except RESPECT their opinion.

I mean think about it, we all like it when others respect and think that our opinion is important, why can’t we do the same to others?

I mean, it’s only fair right?

To treat people the way we want to be treated.

(The golden Rule)

Nevertheless it’s OK to put RUDE and OBNOXIOUS people in their PLACE.


I don’t know about you but the world won’t be fun with another being like me.

And it’s a whole lot easier to handle those differences when we

Learn to Agree to Disagree…

Not mines to take


Green veins beneath pale skin,

Intricately woven together,

They carry the essence of life,

The essence which I wish to cease,

The razor lies innocently on the bathroom floor,

On impulse I stare at my hands once more,

There is the power that I possess,

To eradicate a life that once was blessed,

I wish to stanch that circuit flow,

Using the methods of X and O,

Will I survive this?

I do not know,

But I wish the essence would run no more,

my life however is not even mines to take,

It’s a gift that I should appreciate,

Not many had lived these long years,

But I’m selfish in my recompense,

And as I stare at the garbage bin,

My teary eyes began to dim,

I’m really a selfish girl,

To think I’m all alone in this world,

If I end my life right now,

I’m telling all who love me that they’re not good enough,

They’re might be someone out there in a worst shape than me,

Struggling to make it day by day,

God forgive me,

I hope you will,

For wanting to end what you’ve given me.

For my life is never mine to take,

It’s a gift I should appreciate,

It won’t be easy,

I must state,

The outcome might just be fate,

Never again will I dare to take,

The life I’ve begun to appreciate.

Love is – Excerpt from a piece I wrote


Excerpt from a piece I wrote :-

Sometime ago I’d learned that they’re some things in life that aren’t worth it.

The Constant failures in my life had taught me just that, and at this very moment, with such an important decision to make I needed the experience that those twenty two years of my life had taught me.

Because this was one of the rare moments I’d encountered something worth it.

It may not be important to others but it was to me.

In every decision, there’s a compromise and with every compromise there’s a sacrifice.

The question is “Am I willing to make that sacrifice”.

The answer was already engraved in my heart – “I am”.

I wish I could state though that I regret the decisions I’d made a few years ago –the one’s that have brought me to this cross road, but I can’t.

Love will do that to you.

Love will change you,

love would make you desire to become a better person,

love will push you beyond limits,

love know’s no boundaries,

love is universal,

love is pain,

love is hurt,

love is compromise and love is sacrifice.

Love is the reason I’m about to expose myself to another.

To another after God, that has captured my heart.

Something, Nothing & Everything about God


There is something about God or maybe nothing about God but Everything about God that has me in Awe.

My heart races whenever I think about God’s Love for me.

I get goose bumps from excitement,

The feeling is overwhelming,




Have you ever experienced something so special?

That there’s this bubbling in your stomach and

all you desire to do is scream and shout with sheer pleasure,


That’s the place I’ve gotten to in my life,

Whenever I think about his love, his mercies, his protection,


I’m speechless.

Words can’t describe how I feel about the “Almighty Father”.

Neither can it describe how “The Great I Am That I Am” feels about me and you.

The fact that this supernatural being of such Magnificence gave his life for a sinner like you and you is humbling –tears inducing even.

He’s prepared a place for all who has accepted his free gift of salvation.

Of Walls made of Jasper & Streets paved with Gold.

Call me crazy – I’ll be Crazy for Jesus.

Closer than a brother is what he is.

Better than a friend.

He’s Sweeter than the Honey and the Honey Comb.

Talk about Sweetness…..  😀

He is Jehovah,

The Rose of Sharon,

The Lily of the Valley,

The bright and Morning Star,

He is worthy to be praised.


There is something about God or maybe nothing about God but Everything about God that has me in Awe.

No More tears – Poem


I wish I could tell you what keeps me up at night

Of those things that haunts my dreams,

The memories from which I’ve tried to run

And the pain that never leaves.

The thoughts that make me shiver

And those that make me scream

Perhaps I should stay awake then,

Maybe if I don’t sleep,

They’ll become annoyed and

They’d leave me in peace,

I wonder if I clad myself in amour,

If they would let me be,

With swords and guns and torches,

And a shield that conceals my knees,

I’ve tried to run so many times,

But I never win,

Feels like I’m in this losing battle

In which the good never prevails,

Yet I sat in the dreary silence,

And waited for them to come,

To inflict its pain and torcher,

To a life that now is numb,

Come now ye horrible memories,

Come and devour me,

I’m yielding to your wrath,


A slave to you I’ll be,

Then I suddenly remembered,

What mama had said,

Never be a victim,

The other man will gain,

I up and strengthened my hands,

All bruised and battered from the pain,

I ripped and tore to pieces some things that made me fail,

After this I was positive my life would never be the same,

For though I’m still struggling,

With those memories from long ago,

I refuse to be its prisoner,

Neither am I complacent anymore.