And the importance of the biggest question in my life changes when I see a white BMW pass by me on the streets.
And I wonder if I will ever be able to own a car like that.
And sometimes I feel if the biggest question is if God exists, and then I put that thought on hold. It is a neutral sentence now.
And when I ponder that does someone else feel the way I do, I feel lost. That question is best left unanswered because I would be terrified by either of the two answers that are possible in this context.

The way I feel about rain on the street or blood on the street.
The way I feel about dawns and twilights.
The way I lose my breath when I see exquisite cloud formations, created by who knows what.
The way little things have me hooked.
The way I see marvels even in the ordinary.

I don’t pray.
I don’t ask for anything from Him. Because I think He already knows what I want. And if He wants me to have it, He will give it to me; if not, then I know there are better things waiting. Going to a temple to seek Him, I don’t believe in that. Because for me, He is everywhere. People try bribing Him into fulfilling their wishes.
How can they not realize that He, is beyond these materialistic things. He looks after you because you are His Child. And like any parent, His love for you is evident, even in His anger.