Explorer Mr Channel

A hard question, who i am? A hard question, who i am in the world? The current world population is about 7,408,845,888 at the time I wrote this subject. Who that I want to become? My thought come in a flash. I google as usually. It drive to 3 top of the results, 3 songs present the question “Who I am?”. I search its lyrics. The first: “Artist-JESSICA ANDREWS If I live to be a hundred And never see the seven wonders That’ll be alright If I don’t make it to the big leagues If I never win a Grammy I’m gonna be just fine Cause I know exactly who I am I am Rosemary’s granddaughter The spitting image of my father And when the day is done my momma’s still my biggest fan Sometimes I’m clueless and I’m clumsy But I’ve got friends that love me And they know just where I stand It’s all a part of me And that’s who I am So when I make a big mistake And when I fall flat on my face I know I’ll be alright Should my tender heart be broken I wil...

Home I google the word “Home”. The first I get “The place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.”. My imagination draw a home where I was born. I live with my family included my father, my mother and my sister. It is a place that I consider as a fairyland although the house is small and old. My father is a driver. He often go far for work. His gift always make me happy when he come back. I love him so much and remember each time he away. My mother is an accountant. She works hard and is very caring for families and children. she usually share her love and her affection for her children. And she love her husband so. My head feel comfortable while think about that. My little house is a side of the river. I can go and see the fishing boats moored to the pier. The river flows to the sea. The estuary near my house. The climate is fresh. I breath in a deep and feel the salt on the air.  A beautiful life picture. I remember the the past that...

Once upon a time, the primitive soul was created Once upon a time, I remember the time when I was a child. I’m naive and see all things is a pink. I always smile, don’t think how hard the life is. The life is simply beautiful, very funny. The world is so small, we can take a flight and go all around. The flowers appears everywhere. The birds tweet happy songs. My home is a wonder land which have full food and drink. The child don’t worry about the friends, the rivals, the community, the success and the fail. I eat when hungry, go to bed when sleepy. I laugh when fun, cry when sad. My soul is pure. Once upon a time, the soul is fresh. It like a pure stream after the rain. A prime element come from the start of the universe. I wonder is it the same of everybody. What is the characteristic of the soul at the begin point. I think about some theories. The soul have a default behavior depends on the combined factors at the creation. Or it depends on the environment where it exist. W...