Why do we reject the colossal ambiguity and perverting aesthetics of loneliness? Pity on people who can never find solace by pondering on their soul, if one can't communicate oneself it is perilous for oneself. We are afraid of our OTHER and SELF. We meet them only when we are lonely, but we evade from the chase. Communication with the soul and self leads to the extreme end of our life, sit alone and find what you are at least once in a blue moon.
UPDATED : I saw her first on 26 January 2009 : This post was written on 18/03/2013: 06:42 PM : And i said what i wanted to say on Wednesday, May 22, 2013 6:18:00 AM : I met her in person on 16/8/14: 12:07 PM, the craziest thing I've ever done in my life! They say I am crazy 'cause I am in love with the crazy utopia. "Crazy Utopia" could be a person or her, obviously her, thoughts or even her existence. Each day i born new and likewise my love for her is new. I know her for the past five years and i am in love with her from that very point of time whence the "past five years" started. I've decided a myriads and myriads of times not to think of her ever and for never. But, I still keep thinking of her. I, personally, maintain a very secret creed that hails the uncertainty of time. She's a proponent of Crazy Utopia and she's a crazy Utopian too. I feel great whenever i thin
Comments
Post a Comment