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A repetition of regrets and remorse that visits too much, too frequently; a life, of which sentiments and emotions are ignored and they become sediments and residues that lies buried in the vagrant soul, a soul that inhabits a fragile and failing vessel.

Daily, time never stops for anyone; it keeps going in this evil turn of nature that is beautiful but also in its continuum, cruel. Even before you realize it, you grow…against your wish whether you like it or not. You grow into different forms even when you feign ignorance as it reminds one of sickness, disease, frailty and death.

Though the worldly life keeps demanding of your time and energy to ‘make ends meet’ as a consequent, mentally one stops advancing for he is too consumed by the cycle of buying, consuming, gathering and paying debts. It is never enough, it never will be enough. He sickens his being and spoils his chance on concentrating on the mystical aspects of life, the signs and the unseen. Of which no one is interested in for they don’t accept what their mind cannot muster. Though have they not realized that their mind could not muster many other things and of its capacity? People worship their minds, not wanting to accept their flawed nature, worse still refusing to explore and learn…

Though these cunning thoughts reminds one on why we should not dwell too much on discovering and deciphering the self, emphasizing on ones limitations and standing in this world. Neither noble nor respectable nor from an honorable lineage…

On a different note, all of us have been armed and equipped—with experience and knowledge that we have accumulated throughout the years. Of how much and how much of it is valuable… and if one possesses Information that could elevate ones standing and understanding; one that transcends understanding into wisdom; a human from one stage to another.