kindness, tolerance, brotherhood,love : a ruthless realism acknowledging that life is as it is... here on earth,here and now... the kingdom of God meaning : goodness is right here... or it should be.... " i am that i am becoming"
that is what the Buddha brought us... that is the basis of a pure religion...
heaven and hell were just terrors allowing men to rule their brothers through fear and seduction... saving our souls that we never lost in the first place :)
i see rituals, ceremonies, processions.... i wonder if this is what the prime mover had in mind.... why does a simple path to goodness needs a supernatural willpower today ?
Friday, October 31, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
when we dance...
"it shows me your true nature
my ambitious expectations which have clouded my judgment
the fool's game we are playing
one because it is bored, the other because it is too immature to know what is really going on
is it really THAT simple ?? a purloined dagger ?
it wants SO little that it confuses nothing with very less... and gives its all to the one who decieves it...
what a funny.funny world we live in ?!
just like a reel life.... the future of every fall seems the beginning of a rise; atleast not for everyone. some just keep falling...
it is falling
down and down
expecting a hand, a straw even
love turns most easily to hatred....
(un)righteous loathing flows, without reasoning..... just a primal emotion of wanting to hit back
HIT BACK AT EVERY SMILING UNREALITY
wanting to peel off the only face it likes the most
killing an emotion in the moment he likes it the most, so that it has no chance of mutation by reality.
there are so many times these barren eyes have tried to cry but they have always been failed by their greatest ally
we are not one... we are not even real to eachother...
how many dreams shatter at that instant... the immaturity visible yet again
a warped vision maintained by the mind so that it is numb to the painful facts, not feeling the real wounds...
we live alone,we die alone
the need for emotional/physical sense of security is a limiting force to our own courage.... our very own ability to accomplish the unimaginable
please someone release it from its misery..... someone please execute him
why did i see it ? can i not keep living in my own little world ? why give the means if u dont want me to achieve..... why do u constantly try to break me ? 2 decades of sadism is not enough ?? 2 decades.... a 3rd of life... worth not even shit, filled with pain and (self-)deception
they are not one in his eyes anymore......
i need to know the true nature of the hate i feel in my veins
i pray that you see the actual actors before it is too late..
is it destroying a beautiful thing you love the most so that it does not wither; or is it sacrificing one's life for something that is worth living for....
the apparent lie,if true, will kill me even when i have finally found what i always wanted.... the apparent truth, if a lie, grants me life without any feelings or emotions...
free my mind... please i beg of you.."
my ambitious expectations which have clouded my judgment
the fool's game we are playing
one because it is bored, the other because it is too immature to know what is really going on
is it really THAT simple ?? a purloined dagger ?
it wants SO little that it confuses nothing with very less... and gives its all to the one who decieves it...
what a funny.funny world we live in ?!
just like a reel life.... the future of every fall seems the beginning of a rise; atleast not for everyone. some just keep falling...
it is falling
down and down
expecting a hand, a straw even
love turns most easily to hatred....
(un)righteous loathing flows, without reasoning..... just a primal emotion of wanting to hit back
HIT BACK AT EVERY SMILING UNREALITY
wanting to peel off the only face it likes the most
killing an emotion in the moment he likes it the most, so that it has no chance of mutation by reality.
there are so many times these barren eyes have tried to cry but they have always been failed by their greatest ally
we are not one... we are not even real to eachother...
how many dreams shatter at that instant... the immaturity visible yet again
a warped vision maintained by the mind so that it is numb to the painful facts, not feeling the real wounds...
we live alone,we die alone
the need for emotional/physical sense of security is a limiting force to our own courage.... our very own ability to accomplish the unimaginable
please someone release it from its misery..... someone please execute him
why did i see it ? can i not keep living in my own little world ? why give the means if u dont want me to achieve..... why do u constantly try to break me ? 2 decades of sadism is not enough ?? 2 decades.... a 3rd of life... worth not even shit, filled with pain and (self-)deception
they are not one in his eyes anymore......
i need to know the true nature of the hate i feel in my veins
i pray that you see the actual actors before it is too late..
is it destroying a beautiful thing you love the most so that it does not wither; or is it sacrificing one's life for something that is worth living for....
the apparent lie,if true, will kill me even when i have finally found what i always wanted.... the apparent truth, if a lie, grants me life without any feelings or emotions...
free my mind... please i beg of you.."
Sunday, October 12, 2008
^2
i am no more
as my mind realizes its shallowness i see that i ceased to exist a long time ago
the void has hollowed my being, a shell is all that remains
there is no truth, nor deception anymore..
there is nothing.
as my mind realizes its shallowness i see that i ceased to exist a long time ago
the void has hollowed my being, a shell is all that remains
there is no truth, nor deception anymore..
there is nothing.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
"i KNOW ! in this moment i see it.... see what it is... what it eats away... how it kills, extending the agony to an entire lifetime.
a contortion of psyche so great, it robs the mind of the ability to form rational thought. a self-destructing mind on a timer
just how many of us know how much time one has ?
our whole life is lived on hope, not knowledge
people say they want to know themselves.... it isnt such a good idea. u never know what you may find...
even now pathetic attempts to distract attention...
the grand finale..... :P
mein gott !!!
un-seemingly related lines of thoughts do proceed along a logical path of indefinite length.
the light is always at the end of tunnel..
dont forget what you came for,sir. dont forget...
truth is a weapon... to give it to everyone is stupid... make it cryptic and then only the worthy have the key...
dry throat is the way to nirvnana... the one who knows himself... if only for few hours...
ahh yes a virus at work..
the desire gives rise to endless small days and long nights
vacuum tries to suck everything in it..
greed is a bane, there can be two birds in the bush, but then again, so can be the horse...
'Forces that shape our lives, events that defy explanation. Individuals whose lives soar to the heavens or fall to the earth. This is how legends are born.' - Death Rider
'Everything that has a beginning , has an end' -Matrix "
a contortion of psyche so great, it robs the mind of the ability to form rational thought. a self-destructing mind on a timer
just how many of us know how much time one has ?
our whole life is lived on hope, not knowledge
people say they want to know themselves.... it isnt such a good idea. u never know what you may find...
even now pathetic attempts to distract attention...
the grand finale..... :P
mein gott !!!
un-seemingly related lines of thoughts do proceed along a logical path of indefinite length.
the light is always at the end of tunnel..
dont forget what you came for,sir. dont forget...
truth is a weapon... to give it to everyone is stupid... make it cryptic and then only the worthy have the key...
dry throat is the way to nirvnana... the one who knows himself... if only for few hours...
ahh yes a virus at work..
the desire gives rise to endless small days and long nights
vacuum tries to suck everything in it..
greed is a bane, there can be two birds in the bush, but then again, so can be the horse...
'Forces that shape our lives, events that defy explanation. Individuals whose lives soar to the heavens or fall to the earth. This is how legends are born.' - Death Rider
'Everything that has a beginning , has an end' -Matrix "
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