29 Nov

I was reminded of a remark of Willa Cather’s, that you can’t paint sunlight, you can only paint what it does with shadows on a wall. If you examine a life, as Socrates has been so tediously advising us to do for so many centuries, do you really examine a life, or do you examine the shadows it casts on other lives? Entity or relationships? Objective reality or the vanishing point of a multiple perspective exercise? Prism or the rainbows it refracts? And what if you’re the wall? What if you never cast a shadow or rainbow of your own, but have only caught those cast by others?



21 Nov


Yes!! Good things come to those who wait,but only the things left buy those who HUSTLE’

Always Laugh

12 Nov

There is a kind of laughter that sickens the soul. Laughter when it is out of control: when it screams and stamps its feet, and sets the bells jangling in the next town. Laughter in all its ignorance and cruelty. Laughter with the seed of Satan in it. It tramples upon shrines; the belly-roarer. It roars, it yells, it is delirious: and yet it is as cold as ice. It has no humor. It is naked noise and naked malice.


10 Nov

The only way to stop any pain in your life is to accept the fact that nothing is yours, nothing was yours, and nothing will ever be yours. They are worldly attachments; given by Allah, belonging to Allah and returning back to Allah..!!



13 Sep


Whatever we learn has a purpose and whatever we do affects everything and everyone else, if even in the tiniest way. Why, when a housefly flaps his wings, a breeze goes round the world; when a speck of dust falls to the ground, the entire planet weighs a little more; and when you stamp your foot, the earth moves slightly off its course. Whenever you laugh, gladness spreads like the ripples in a pond; and whenever you’re sad, no one anywhere can be really happy. And it’s much the same thing with knowledge, for whenever you learn something new, the whole world becomes that much richer. 


6 Sep

Further, we can now explain the widespread custom of covering up mirrors or turning them to the wall after a death has taken place in the house. It is feared that the soul, projected out of the person in the shape of his reflection in the mirror, may be carried off by the ghost of the departed, which is commonly supposed to linger about the house till the burial. The custom is thus exactly parallel to the Aru custom of not sleeping in a house after a death for fear that the soul, projected out of the body in a dream, may meet the ghost and be carried off by it. The reason why sick people should not see themselves in a mirror, and why the mirror in a sick-room is therefore covered up, is also plain; in time of sickness, when the soul might take flight so easily, it is particularly dangerous to project it out of the body by means of the reflection in a mirror. The rule is therefore precisely parallel to the rule observed by some peoples of not allowing sick people to sleep; for in sleep the soul is projected out of the body, and there is always a risk that it may not return.


6 Sep

_3_38-_ =p YishnTopeI’m having a really bad dream or maybe they’re real . *shrugs* truth is , I don’t know anymore . I’ve reached the point where reality blends with my dream world . The line between my sanity & insanity has been stretched thin . I’ve had as much as I can take . I’ve realized that in life , there are 3 things you need to understand . Call them a trio , trilogy , threesome , triangle , or whatever else makes you happy . I call them ‘THE 3 JOKES’.

First , there’s lil miss ‘LOVE’. She’s the sickest joke of all . Nowadays , I just smile when people say they’re in love . Haha , What you are my dear , is in some deep shit . You give someone your all , open up your mind , soul , heart , you pour out everything and tell them all your dirty lil secrets . Stuffs you wouldn’t tell anyone if you were in your right mind . But then again , you’re not in your right mind . You’re in love . Awww , how sweet .. how incredibly delusional you are . And how I pity you . I don’t mean to sound bitter , don’t picture me as a sadist or something but you’re probably gonna get hurt . I should know . I’ve gotten hurt in like 60 different ways I didn’t even know existed . One day they’re here , one day they’re there , one day they care and finally they disappear that’s just so unfair .

Then there’s the joke of ‘CARING’. That’s a good joke . Almost as good as the first , I laugh everytime I hear a story about it . What a silly waste of time . You spend so much time and energy caring about someone , something , what people say or think about you . But to what end ? No , really , what’s the point ? Pffttt . Human beings are horrible creatures , I should know . I just so happen to be one . Haha , just get this into your head , nothing you do is ever gonna be right to people . People never tell you what you want to hear when you want it. Its a tough world you know ? There’s no right or wrong thing if you’re looking for peoples approval cause you can’t please everybody . There’s only the ‘what makes you happy thing’ that’s what matters in the end. Care less , live more .

Then like those two bitter jokes aren’t funny enough , there’s the joke of ‘TRUST’. Haha Why ? no really why ? Why would you put your faith in someone by trusting them ? Why put yourself up for the unavoidable hurt that comes with trust ? Honestly , Trust is basically a waste of time because the people you trust will be the same ones that teach you not to ever trust anyone . People live to betray ! You put your trust in petty shallow minded creatures called ‘HUMAN BEINGS’ and all they do is stab you in the back (sometimes literally) then leave you to lick your wounds . Funny , isn’t it ? -__-

‘CARING’ just like ‘LOVING’ is giving someone the opportunity to fuck you up and screw you over and then ‘TRUSTING’ them not to . Thing is some people would jump at an opportunity to do that . Thus is life , do not be deceived , its not a bed of roses , rather its a pool of acid .