And then there were these semblances of purity … a limpid belief transcended by countless sojourns into the void of feeling - the feelings, shelled in carefully woven crusts of familiarity. Why do we have to put up with all this when we could do with merely blanching out the numbness?
When there's too much pain to enshroud you, never give in. What we can do instead is, fight back like a braveheart. I am independence. We are all alive threatening our very existences without the delineation of sanity. Work’s never free of play, play’s never free of work – funny! The whispers in the dark, of the rustle of the leaves awaiting your eyes to dissolve into a solemn dream.
Homer lives in the verses of his epic, like we live in the interwoven significances of our yesterdays. Once feeling goes, love goes too. How convincing is that?
2 comments:
y we r born as humans, this quesion stirs an awe in me. itz best to me an animal, devoid of feelings, short life span .... What abt the fight we hav been carryin on for aeons now? who wins, who losses, who cares? And you are absolutely correct in stating that eveythin is a game, a well-planned one. what sud be given more priority - yesterday or today ? hw do u decide? yesterday has made today, so hw will u take the decision?
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Hey thanks for that one ... You agree? Sometimes, it's best not to decide, than taking the wrong step. However, the temptation to decide is too tempting!
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