Darkness is a glimpse of the inside. We're all struggling to hold onto the light, too hard, we fight on. Life is what you'd call the passing thought of a crystal ball. It can't think, but we can see.
The sound of the fan in the background is so annoying at times you wish there were no mosquitoes.
Strum that old guitar, hum as song or two, some Beatles number, what was it - Love me do. The pendulum swings your way at times, the other way otherwise. These thoughts are a mere indication of life, the darkness is all too powerful, there is light outside but the darkness is inside you. When the continuity of a sine wave seems too cliched, listen to the thumping of your heart. It is too continuous yet so discrete. Every heartbeat is a heartbeat away from another. Life is such.
Ever wondered what control you have over your life? The light is an illusion, it is blinding, it blinds. You can't see, you keep going. Is purpose a reason for life or reason a purpose of life or nothing at all. Realize what lies inside, the real you's hide.
All you see around is staged, all a big setup. There is only enough information for you to search, not enough information for you to find.
Life is not fair, get used to it.
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2 comments:
Great one .
Nice one... but have to say a lil depressing.... wonder what made u write such a post....reminds of the bird who couldn't fly.
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