An Overview

Is it the money?, the house we live in?, the status we have?, the way we look at the world or the people living in it?, is it the love and affection we have for one another?, is the seconds drifting by?, the seasons strolling?, the sun rising up after the moon or the moon after the sun?, is it the religion or the endless cries of the poor being tortured and murdered or the rich sucking up on the blood of the tortured? What is it? – Life; by itself is taking breaths but there is more to it – much more. An endless cycle of feelings and desires that can never be fulfilled, not unless we are alive, not unless we keep fulfilling these petty desires. It will keep rotating and rotating, an unstoppable cycle of events unfolding – some desirable, some not. Often comes a point in my life that I don’t know what to do or what to think, I am simply “blank” at these moments, thinking what should I do best to kill the already dying time, like many others – I am also a holder of desires, petty maybe, unachievable, but it still shines my heart and makes me live on this endless cycle. We humans are stupid in thinking that by achieving something our hearts will be at rest and will hold no more desires; but it always does. We thrive and turn ourselves into dust for it with the name we are given with from our childhood not knowing that the very name will someday shine in the bright sunlight on our tombstone of a grave six feet under where it really belongs. What is it going to be in there? How is it going to feel? It is a path unknown to man, a journey he does not wants to take because of the fear of the unknown, and a journey from where no man has ever returned to tell the tale. Death really is a puzzle though; it answers a lot of questions and leaves a lot of answers to questions we are unaware of. Yet another desire of mankind – to travel the journey and come back from it to share the experience with his fellow men, the sense of association never leaves us, we always want to impress people, want to show them what we are capable of and to what heights we can reach ultimately forgetting to be our own selves just for once and ponder upon the questions to which the answers lies within ourselves. Once those answers are found, we shall be satisfied with our lives; yet again, I think that is why we really don’t want to have a look at those answers and rather be fooled and taken away with this circus and a freak show all around us. Indeed we are fools calling each other different names.