The Fragility of Being Human

Moreover if these thoughts do shape into reality , you would feel easier as its not something uncertain, pessimism is a way of being insured somehow, insuring protects from the shock from uncertainity
This insurance gives you a different perspective of not caring a lot
Although it's a better way of going around , but yet give extemporarily reacting over things which are hurtful because of your own projection in your own mind & considering that a completely different person may not conclude it to be hurtful ,but the social paradox is that it's unjustifiable for anyone to give this conclusion without having understood all the modalities

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The Fragility of Being Human

When some unseen events could change the course of your thoughts so much that your doubt starts looking more realistic even when you feel its not but this realism would get hold of you , wipe your guilts like that was just one act out of pessimism, rickety senses
It just pulls you close more & more into its different modalities , you feel more comfortable being in doubt always, anticipating several what if's , what could go wrong, more concerns over what could have's which fill you up so quickly

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The Platform

Potential is not limitless , sacrificing the fight sometimes stops the world around you and now you finally breath in order without chaos around
Your Platform has stopped somewhere in between & maybe there's no light or some light,but there's no chaos. You are bound but yet relieved
You exulted with your new order lose gratitude, that excitement is no more, you miss the chaotic unpredictable self.
And then one day that lightning strikes again and puts you on that platform again You know whats going to happen and nothing makes sense ,you are scared to death, you feel like all of this was just a fiddle & you realise its going down again which makes you know the worth of whatever you had
Yet again you hope that it stops somewhere & you wait for the rains to douse that fire again!!
So you can be bound again...

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The Platform

The sense of "being utilised" is cruel from the perspective of humans as we feed ourselves with your potential is limitless but it saves you & gives you a sense of escape from your sufferings, and ringing sound in your head which says you dont matter finally stops, but for the tree that is "being utilised" might not be so bad, even though they are being cut down dead ,but it is being utilised for some good, giving it a meaning...

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The Platform

Its not until you have been struck by a real lightning which makes you go numb you realise how bad it could get, how helpless you can be, and you just hope that when this fire subsides , whatever's left of makes a meaning so that your life doesn't feel like a burnt tree with no leaves , decomposing from inside, waiting to get slashed and utilised somewhere...

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Sadistic Poets

The biggest lie that poets had instilled upon us is about the fascination of 'unconditional love'

Truth is Anything unconditional is unworthy, needless and easy to amount
And the love we really need, should be passionate, imperfect
Those imperfections always holds us together
Lies, jealousy and all of it make it great

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Depression tastes like-

I don't know what it really tastes like, but it eerily removes every taste you love
The picture you hold of yourself is just washed away and the disaster is painted upon it with an obligation to watch it everytime you face mirror
Ugly pieces just don't fall in place

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Why you have to be like this,
Like what?
Like this sad and dead?

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Waking up getting my running aids altogether feeling refreshed and waiting for my running partner
Kid with not only an open mind but ambitions bigger than the sky
My memory of him reminds me of the thought I had
"Life is not pretty cynical, being cynical is just an another clichés & that too because we made it like this"

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'Everytime she snored I got my chance to steal chocolates'
Excitement after getting out of bed without waking her is still the same
Thankfully,
Everything is still the same

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