God must be crazy.
And you have to adhere to his crazy ideas.
Like all the addictions he created
To get high and become irrational.
Or like the woman he created
To just get pleasure by looking....
And strangely...
We get pleasure out of symmetry
And then by rational science
Just to know his crazy reasonings.
That God is science and that
To die is very scientific, however unscientific
It might look. Sadness to like, that
We will not become immortals...
So just play and be crazy with his ideas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem