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Monday, March 25, 2013

Dreams

We have all dreamed. At some point or the other, even if we do not remember it. People keep journals to remember their dreams, and revisit them. Some people remember them. Others, simply forget them. At times, you don't forget them; you let them go on purpose. You make new dreams and follow through on them, or at least try to. Then again, you may seen dreams as being wasteful and stop dreaming all together. But, we all know this is just a lie. You cannot not dream. You have to dream; dreaming is a quintessential ingredient of life. Your dreams may be vivid, they may be realistic. Or, they may be fleeting, mystical. In either case, in what ever the case, you are dreaming. You cannot stop dreaming. Just keep on dreaming. Write them in your journal, remember them; or simple forget them. But they will happen. And they just may come true.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Unique

Not in the mood to write these days. Read a few beautiful pieces today though. Their beauty stemmed not from their literary qualities but from the fact that they were unique and truthful in  a way.

Monday, March 18, 2013

Without an Afterthought

You can tell me it's a crime, while drink from the Thyme
You my dear are just divine, You can tell me it's a crime
I am a juggernaut without an afterthought,
I am wrought to remain uncaught.

You can tell me it's a crime, while drinking from the Thyme
You can tell me it's a crime, before we run outta time...
In this world of rhyme, You taste like brine
All bitter and no sweet, but I am inclined

You may wonder why is this so, and all you need to know
Is this, I am a juggernaut without an afterthought
And in this world of crime, we are all short of time
The key, is not to hit the rime...

This world is always on the brink,
All it will take is a clink
Your heart is not a commodity,
I that for a fact, verily

You can tell me it's a crime, while drink from the Thyme
You my dear are just divine, You can tell me it's a crime
I am a juggernaut without an afterthought,
I am wrought to remain uncaught.

Incentives to Unity

The world is vast. Despite its vastness, it is quite divisible. It is not only divisible not only along the physical lines. The world is based on qualia and these are divisible as well. The divisibility of the world is quite startling. It is terrifying to say the least. The divisibility is, however, not inherent to the land. Rather, it is the people who can be divided. The unity among the people may be bred but that is not durable. The most durable form of unity is observed through controlled provision of incentives. In order to ensure that humanity is able to achieve its potential, governments must work towards promoting sustained unity among the people.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Short Thoughts

Sometimes blight, is not so right. To watch in these moments, the truth sink in. To the abyss, it has gone. Lost forever, to be found again. In another time, it would seem it is. The things that we lost, were not ours. In a world where death begotten, the world forgotten. It is not my place to speak ill, of the deeds of the past. My deeds too will become the deeds of the past. For those who come, will see what we do. They too will experience, what we create. Not for them, but for ourselves. The deep crevices of hungry and pain, filled up without a gain. The hollowness around us, in reality is us.