“How the human system is happening, in the same way the universe has happened. In the same way that the micro is happening, that is how the macro has happened. If you look at the micro and perceive it, you will also know existence.”
OSHO: “The doctor should be coming to your house and should receive the payment for his service just until you are healthy, when he keeps you in HEALTH STATUS.
Once the body gets ill, the doctor should be not paid.”
Digital Doctor: “Only this intelligent Digital Doctor can keep you healthy. Regular appointments can prevent you from all possible diseases. The core analyses of your presence/body will inform you about any possible threats and will heal them immediately.”
He brought out a little box from his pocket and opened it.
– My beloved and most precious, behold me kneeling down in front of you, and with my whole heart filled with honest love for you, I’m asking you on this day, this evening. Will you be my wife one day?
Sonia remained silent. As though trying to catch some vibration from the air around. As if she was listening for any possible perceptions. Or maybe, she was just thinking about it and wasn’t sure.
No, it was not like that. Alan knew that. And that was why he was very cautious in her presence, trying not to think of anything when he was with her. And if he did, he only though of what he would say outloud.
After quite a while, Sonia smiled at him, hugged him and kissed him.
He had it worse than any other. Maybe it was supposed to be that. I had to tell him back then. All the business meetings had made it too obvious, I had to come clean.
And Mike was excited. Why wouldn’t he be?
We closed five deals within two months and made so much money, that it looked like we were living a dream. In one month, we earned as much as both of us had in three years. Our prestige grew, and the “boss” started giving us all the new procurements. And it would go on like this.
Yes, Mike was thrilled. Who wouldn’t be?
He too wanted to try it. God knows how that would end. Who knows if he wouldn’t have persuaded me, and maybe, I’d allow him . . .
I’d figure out a way for him to come home and hold that ‘magical’ golden electrode for awhile . . .”