In a world such as this, with thousands of years of contemplation and refining of the knowledge we’ve acquired as a race of sentient and intellectual beings, we have somehow become overcome by our ability to think and plan ahead, that fantasies have, as a consequence, been brought in to overshadow reality. Continue reading “On working with the unknown”
Tag: future
The Song of the Past
Many a time, it is the sound of our past that we keep dancing to, way past the present and deep into the future. We keep an old melody alive, singing its praise and applauding its orchestral eloquence. It was, once, but that is not enough. We embody it as the future, we worship it.
Forgetting that the drums ringing from our past are in the past for a reason. Yes, to direct our path. To illumine, if you will, the hearer, but not to become the object of the future. Continue reading “The Song of the Past”
On controlling the future
We often let the thought of the unknown overwhelm us. Because the future is not set, the possibilities are endless. And because the wonderings of our minds are unbounded, we easily lose grip of it and it becomes too difficult to rein it in. So we let our minds wander.
Endless possibilities exist in the next minute. What are we to say of the next year? Continue reading “On controlling the future”
Leaving and Living
​Many a time, I have wondered what it would feel like
To just get up and leave;
Leave the life I know behind,
The limitations and daily huddles;
The depressions and lack.
To leave and travel towards a safe haven.
Money
For the needy and poor
For the sake of posterity
For the bolted door
That holds behind it prosperity. Continue reading “Money”
Time, Reality and Dreams
Time, a fragile concept, a figment of one’s imagination, an important notion it is and yet is out of control. Keeps ticking and passing by with no certainty of what it holds in store; its past is history, its present is considered to many, a gift, and its future, a mystery.
Continue reading “Time, Reality and Dreams”
An End Must Come
Random voices in my head
Whispers in the night as I lay in bed
Memories coming back in flashes
Beyong is a light I long to reach…
It happened or will happen…?
I’m confused for all is jumbled in my mind
Continue reading “An End Must Come”
