Extremities fuels existence, balance justifies it. Single bead makes the whole rosary. There is no specific progression to this inner urge to procreate first at sublime then subsequently at gross state, but when the mind desires to it finds itself short of a prolonged coherent self sustainable thought, which becomes a commodity in short supply. The mainstream light of my insights remain concentrated on random deep milestones I hit on my journey. There are flips of bright sparks which are short lived so again for them to shine I may have to wait for ages.
I do my bit instead and weave the web from the nucleus towards the periphery resultant being a neat work of divine symmetry. A deep fear resides in each of us that we don’t feel happy to confront and after a certain age a sense of knows all be all factor sticks itself to the individual. This is due to what we have confronted throughout existence becomes the parametric set on which we reside to frame our opinions of the overall existence. On the contrast in realty only 2 percent pie is known of the whole pizza, rest is left to wild assumptions and to an extent influenced by unknown beings of fame unfamiliar to us always.
The massive sanity is insane and the methodical originally is the soul lost in mess. This is not a dying leaf of writing before branding labels it and that too not divinity itself but based on biased one side inclined mass opinion. We don’t understand why what happens that what happens in the way it happens the interesting aspect being that still there is a sense very rational attached to it maybe not understood completely to the mortals.
Death is what excites my nerves to the hilt as someone has quoted aptly “there he is and now there he is not” this is one aspect secondary only to birth. The two events are full of so much learning and so full of what they depict the two sides of the coin. That we are each second dying slowly but happily or are we already no more this has been and can be contemplated on till eons. This unknown phenomenon is lurking by the corner each second and we see it happing to someone else and we have made ourselves comfortable with its sudden and helpless occurrence. The event is still an alien for us but we still agree to live on the bylines ignoring it altogether maybe because here at our home land life is so much in abundance so a loss of it is hardly noticed.
The battery just wears out and it can happen just now while writing too and this text can b just left unfinished. What a beauty can there be in the unfinished, something which was about to be completed but could not because we are no more.
There is an abrupt pause for the soul a chapter closes in its life, the set of people known with lived with are no more known and then the same wholeness manifests itself on some remote corner of the earth, also we need to witness that both the events death and birth has a portion of pain attached but birth is more miserable as it makes a turmoil for the two. For death at least for each one his own like a personal inner-wear. Repulsed but we still need it.
It’s not that difficult just close your eyes and that if prolonged is what it is a simulation, if u need then go to sleep. Both the activities are connected. We have been fed so much in our brains that we lose our intellect to think in its own capacity of a certain aspect of being and then even if we do the new self centric question of how does it affect/benefit me enters you, but for the greater cause if the veil is lifted and reality known then the benefit is itself ruled out.
First to manifest and then to remove it, am talking about the soul here, it is a tough task.
Though you have committed murder many times on a mosquito or a lizard or oh we forgot the chicken remember on here not of because you have not killed the soul of mosquito but killed the vehicle carrying the soul that is the body, you have just made a choice that cannot be undone.
Just see the event it’s not easy to drive out life force out of these beings they get so self attached and identified to them. Non human life force forms a flow chart of existence and follows it perennially. Then consider it for us sane humans who have mind. For us it’s like giving away our prized possession our life. The question is to cherish it or to let it go or the balance of both which is said to be worthier.
this is very thin line visualizing the patient in the ICU fighting with the green graph trying to keep it alive and the next minute it can go blank.
Every man has an opinion … but still whatever you say, you r just a guest to stay …
