Vulnerable..

Endless just endless..
What this constant craving always gave me..

The balance in a circle..
Or the sphere of my life..

Infinite my dreams..
Those constants of reality..

For reasons no apt..
We still wish to adapt.. 

Fools they assume..
Surprising..
Freedom from whom?
What's even left to defend..

Crippled by self existence..
Endless scrolling into nothingness..
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in the dark…

I tried to cross the million miles..
For the promised billion smiles..

Its dark its cold the emptiness of the space..
Be bold and be brave why should someone crave..

There are no boundaries.. No religion no wisdom..
And no one is really free..
But there’s chaos.. There are spaces..
A fool is your tree..

Why don’t they just settle.. the voices in my head..
When did I choose this mental fray..

the unexplained desire…

do i know you, i think really i do..

well the question is how well, a 4X4 pic.. a name is all i know..

should i follow you, may be i shouldn’t..

but am i missing something here..

why’s there a swarm, chasing you..

wish i knew the answers.. but will i ever do..

i chase.. but why? 

is there an explanation.. ?

a post to explain the bewilderness..

may be at a point in time.. 

will i catch it.. or will it be lost..

if i never see it.. will it still make sense.. 

wish i knew the answers.. but will i ever do..

freedom

Let’s imagine you were going through a rough time in life (could be a loss of a loved one, a failed relationship, a missed job opportunity). It’s been quite sometime now, nothing seems to be working.. 

You’re frustrated.. depressed.. you think people are not the same anymore.. You have a different perspective for every little thing in life.. You get hurt by a common argument.. The world is you’r enemy..


Now let’s say it was all a dream.. Life is still where you left it.. (it’s not completely true but let’s assume it is for now). Even though you were dreaming but your consciousness got updated somehow (entanglement might be but let’s not make assumptions here). With this new experience now your reflexes are slow as are your words. Many things that interested you before now seems senseless.. Now you’re not part of the game instead you are an observer. You don’t judge things or people they appear to be correct in their domains. You analyze the process and notes what went and why. There is no wrong or right. There is no winner, no loser.. Everything is a chance, a chance where you choose to be part of that observed reality. Now you don’t pursue the visible. Your imagination is unbounded. You are free.