Fast Moving World

Fast moving world, fast moving world, what do I earn from you fast moving world? Without the right feelings, direction and guidance fast moving world… I see things changing, evolving and some disappearing fast moving world. Is it just me or are you spinning faster and faster each day. Every day now, I seem to be feeling more aged and older fast moving world.

My teachers, they tell me how to face you fast moving world, they tell me to ignore most of you, I tell them how can I avoid you when I am within you? They then express their thoughts by shaking their heads. He then said, we are people who are more concerned of the soul than the physical world, pay not too much heed to this fast moving world.

High rise buildings in the fast moving world, I see green trees replaced by million dollar houses, you have turned people into a new hybrid slave, you have turned humanity into profit thriving inhabitants. We all love money and fame, mostly we love you fast moving world. You seem, like you’re here and we here to remain forever!

 What is in plan for you, fast moving world? I best fasten my seatbelts fast moving world. You seem more likely to bring about a bad future fast moving world, when all of us are unaware and unconscious fast moving world?

 I was young and now I am supposed to bring about my own young, fast moving world, why? Fast moving world, jailed and imprisoned in this fast moving world, my teachers tell me to ignore most of you fast moving world, my teachers have honed their souls, fast moving world, they don’t fall for your traps fast moving world or should I say false moving world? My teachers have tried and gained victory over you fast moving world. They live in this fast moving world without playing into your rules fast moving world. How can we compare ourselves to the saints’ fast moving world? When we are weak with petty desires, weak with amusing splendors—glamour and shining armors.

 Fast moving world, fast moving world, how much faster are you going to speed yourself fast moving world? Pace yourself fast moving world! Fast moving world, I hope not to become your victim fast moving world. Fast moving world I don’t think I would want to fall for you fast moving world. Desire towards you transforms me into an unhappy being fast moving world, you make both my mind and physical weak with pointless burden and poisonous desires.

I am fighting against myself over all your wonders fast moving world though it seems like I am failing fast moving world, though I keep succumbing to your magnificence and to the hope that you may bring if I am in possession of you fast moving world. I shall not reduce myself into loving you.

 Everyone else, well no one can be bothered each in his fast moving world with his selfish, fast moving dreams and fantasies. All wishes to be a king of you fast moving world, what will be your end game fast moving world? What will be my ending fast moving world?

old&cold

It is cold, why is it so cold? The warmth of accompaniment could maybe remove this cold.  These clothes are old; they’re worn out almost torn as the skin shrivels, as he remains conscious thinking how cold it is and how cold of a person it is making him inside. “Begone! Begone! He muttered to the self”. The man continues to experience coldness, the books dampened, some dried and yellowed, ripped and shattered. The stomach growls haughtily, angry and incessantly demands nurturing. How about some charcoals maybe even some wool? While all is dull, all else is having a ball; while all is having a ball, all is in a ball where struggle is just at the corner by the wall. All dressed in glamour and covered up by a drunken stupor, resisting, disallowing emptiness to enter. 

 All is well when there’s detachment at every stall. Silverwares and gold, encapsuling our goals, driven by ghouls. Relax, don’t howl, there is no need to throw in the towel. They said, you ought to be bold, to capture what you’ve been told, put it on hold, don’t listen to what you’re told, to the old people who are brainwashed by gold, they move to what they’ve been told. As usual, they remain unreliable. Worldly people always in denial, their actions always menial, soon the very people they please will come to disgrace, all these diseases will come to cease, none will continue to exist. The people we follow are none other than our desires who always demands to be pleased.

So cold, where are the trees and the flowers and the cool of the breezes, which brings calmth and peace in life?

The girl mesmerizing the world as she walks by gracefully, he is told of her and goes to witness her only to return sold. His soul is hers. At least for a few minutes, at least until he lays foot on ground again. The girl lived happy and gracefully until she felt like giving man a chance to vanquish all curiosity; then she turned ugly and from that day on, she graced the earth with all kind of doubts and disbeliefs.

Content, satisfaction not just mere imagination, means to salvation not just an invention. Wisdom an accomplishment, derived from sincerity, humility and intelligence. How many possesses wisdom, what is wisdom?

The 'Poor'

If I had a dream, a new year’s resolution, I would want to dream of a time and a place where the poor would be comfortably poor. I would also like to dream of a time where the poor would be intellectually and spiritually rich. This would be a world where strong bonds would be established amongst the poor. A bond and loyalty that is strong enough, that trust would be strong and unity will be formed. When the poor stop dreaming of achieving richness. If such a time were to come, the rich will not be able to mistreat them, walk over them, discriminate against them, look down at them and control them. Again, if only the poor would stop having high hopes of becoming as rich as the ones who mistreat them… perhaps then things would be different. A community of poor people for the poor people; where education and healthcare is free. If only diseases such as greed and jealousy were easy to overcome. I dream of a day where every child would be informed, educated, healthy and strong. I continue to dream. The people continue to dream, they dream of success in the form a mansion, big houses and white people in white dresses cheerfully smiling from their castles. Thinking that they too would one day achieve richness and attain happiness similar to the fairy tales they’ve had in their mind since a tender age.

If only people would find joy in reading, the wonders one could discover. The ideas they could extract and the livelihood they could explore…If only people would read, they could exemplify the prophets and the saints.

 I know it’s silly but I dream of a poor nation where man prefers his brother over himself. They feed one another. They work for each other. I can go on and on…you get the idea right? How does one attain purity of heart in order for his actions to be of purity? We all worship ourselves, we are slaves to our desires. I dream of a world where man becomes a man of such level that he becomes a master over his desires. His desires are selfless, his wisdom is boundless and his faith as strong as the companions.

I dream of a world, when the word ‘poor’ is mentioned the picture that would come to mind is a man with all the wealth in the world but no kindness in his eyes. 

Age

As the world continues in its rotation

Inhabitants too continue to age within their own rotation

Alas! None of us become sages

Instead we become lost in so many stages

We age into something delirious.

In our poisoned state,

We poison the mind of the young

They too become,

A person that is strange and precarious

He doesn’t know himself nor does he know others

He cares not for himself nor does he care for others

His desires becomes his insight

His insides becomes disastrous

Derailed, paranoid and constantly in fear

Though we continue to turn the pages

Into our own ruins we seem to be running

My friends they all leave to find, well mostly better wages

My good friends let us not severe kinship but persevere friendship

My relatives’ one at a time perished and forgotten

I keep thinking in what state will I perish and be forgotten?

All ultimately with their own goals

Mainly money,

Money to materialize the happiness it harbours

When the age is still ripe

I plan to make it right

One hopes to head towards the light

Remain with the aright and hold firm to the rope of The Absolute Ruler