I remember a dream that I had. Once upon a long time ago. Actually, it was only one and a half years ago. It was a memorable dream. No. That's not it. It was more like, unforgettable. It isn't to be remembered; it is never to be forgotten. That is the diference if you don't know. There are those just like you who are ignorant out there. There are those who know, those who are ignorant and those who feign ignorance. The tyoe that I hate most are the ones who feign ignorance. They know yet they don't want to know. They have no guts to stand up to the truth that appears in front of them. They are afraid of the truth. Such spineless cowards. If they know the truth then share it with those who want to know the truth and can handle the truth. There is no point of knowing the truth if you are going to just ignore it and then run away from it. If you only desire to hear the "pleasant" side of the truth that is as good as not knowing the truth. If you want the truth then know the entire truth. Not just a portion of it. The truth is wide and varied among people but it is still the truth. That is the thing about the truth which makes people not desire to pursue the truth.
Digressing from one topic to another... That is just like me... A trait of a horn section member under an unnamed horn player...
That's it. I'm not in the mood to talk about that anymore. On to the next topic...
What are you doing here reading my blog for?! You no-lifer! This blog is not for the faint-hearted!!! It is not for immature brats who want to make fun of other people either! Nor is it for those fools that are out there who seriously can't do anything but insult other people! Start reflecting on your actions and stop dreaming right this instant people! THIS IS LIFE!!! What you need is a mirror. A mirror which doesn't show your reflection. Instead it shows the true emotions that you are feeling. It shows emotions so that you know how you look like. How ugly or beautiful you really are. There is no age to immaturity just as there is no age to maturity. It is how developed your mind is. How you think and how you interpret things! No! Not like in social studies!! That subject is where the teachers want you to think according to some system! They limit you and you must never follow them. These shallow minded people must look furthur into the truth and look for the subtle hints that the sub-conscious mind take! And that is the way to get through to people! Sub-conscious thoughts! These will get to them in their... Guess what?... DREAMS...
End of story! Updated! Happy now you meaty visitor?! Full of beef...
The truth is never what it seems to be...
26 November 2007
06 November 2007
13th Post
An excerpt from my story...
A drop of rain falls from the sky. Following it a downpour so heavy it could flood a city. But it never seems to reach anywhere. As if the rain is only around him. It is as if the rain is his emotions. As if his sadness is causing the sky to rain. As if the sky is crying for him. I stood there watching. As if I was mesmerized by this phenomenon. By the way the rain falls on him. The way the rain is only around him. I stood there watching, mesmerized by this sight.
The novel writing competition has started and I'm way behind... I shall have to delay any furthur posting till the end of the month of November.
A drop of rain falls from the sky. Following it a downpour so heavy it could flood a city. But it never seems to reach anywhere. As if the rain is only around him. It is as if the rain is his emotions. As if his sadness is causing the sky to rain. As if the sky is crying for him. I stood there watching. As if I was mesmerized by this phenomenon. By the way the rain falls on him. The way the rain is only around him. I stood there watching, mesmerized by this sight.
The novel writing competition has started and I'm way behind... I shall have to delay any furthur posting till the end of the month of November.
03 November 2007
12th Decisions
There is nothing more to say.
There is nowhere to run.
What will you do?
Where will you go?
You have reached the limit.
There is nowhere else to turn.
No more lies to tell.
No more space to run.
You are surrounded.
By your own mistakes.
You have been boxed in.
By the walls you made.
You have to decide.
You can't go on forever.
They will catch up to you.
No matter how fast you run.
No matter how far you run.
No matter how long you run.
There is no way for you to escape.
No more tricks to pull.
No more lies to tell.
No more roads to run.
There is nowhere to run.
What will you do?
Where will you go?
You have reached the limit.
There is nowhere else to turn.
No more lies to tell.
No more space to run.
You are surrounded.
By your own mistakes.
You have been boxed in.
By the walls you made.
You have to decide.
You can't go on forever.
They will catch up to you.
No matter how fast you run.
No matter how far you run.
No matter how long you run.
There is no way for you to escape.
No more tricks to pull.
No more lies to tell.
No more roads to run.
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