Saturday, May 25, 2013

Swirled Thoughts.


Mundane Night 101: My thoughts are in a blur. 52413-1029

Facts.
That feeling one get when they can’t utter the right words to say, not that they are ignorant of life or deprive of knowledge but what seems to be the right thing to do is right in front of you.

A Puddle Of Mud.
Ever wondered being free but being in chains? Being able to fly but somehow confused whether to keep going or not?! I wonder how migrations occur and parents would let their once chicks fly into the emptiness that is the sky & not ask themselves if they are ready or not to take flight?! Have it occurred to one being able to run and not think of what’s on the next bend!?

Fitting In.
What is home??! Is it a state of being!? A building!? A group of people!? Or is it a worldly thought of having surrounded by the most important persons in ones living existence? What then makes those without the completeness of a whole!? The missing!? The lost!? The grieving and those who are alone!? Where is home!?

At Heart’s Content.
Need and want!? When do we need something!? When do we really want something!?? To what extent do we want a thing from needing it and needing something that we want!?? Is needing and wanting all the same or is it just a degree that comes down to contentment!?? When do we really say we had enough or do we just keep on filling that empty hole inside being the human in all of us!?

Courage.
Risks are what they were ‘coz someone was brave enough to sacrifice everything he had for something right.

Mistakes.
Failing is when you fail to see that you failed and one keeps on doing it but what’s worst of all failure is not learning from every single one of it. Is there more we can do with it!? Do we really tell ourselves when to make the right stuff and not failing at all!? Do we always have to strive for perfection!?

Status Quo.
We only see what we want to see, hear what we ought to hear and say what should be said because we were told that bad things come from what we should not see, criticisms and sarcasms exist from what other people say and we grew with people saying what is right from wrong. For we were never thought of life’s greatest lessons by perfect people but parents and friends who also did wrong and are trying their best to do what they think is right. In the end, we all have to figure it out ourselves and make every complicated simple things make sense.

Deception.


Ruin is the eyes, for they see what is wanted,
They sought what is tasked,
They know from what is given,
And shun the will from which they only mean for it is in their nature.

Enslaved I am to those perceived of true beauty,
Blind from what glows anew,
Shadowed of knowledge with honest verity,
And lost to thoughts winding to confusion.

Is it with sin that my eyes can see?!
Or is it with will to choose which to adore?!
But sin it is to maim such liberty,
To wonder, to regard or perhaps feel bewildered.

Where is my being!? Where is the soul!?
If what brings light deceives one’s own destruction.
If wants are mere metaphors of seduction.
What do we make from what we need? A clutter of unfortunate compassion.


Adonis is no sin.