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.
