Monday, January 26, 2004

The world laughs at the deranged man who is lost in his own mind, and yet the man laughs at us for living in this harsh world called reality.

Sunday, January 25, 2004

I have a heart and yet I cant feel,
Eyes and yet sight has forsaken me.
Does a new beginning always come with an end?

Saturday, January 17, 2004

How you ever felt like you are but a mere spectator looking upon this game the world revovles around. They gave the game a name. They call it "life". Everyone finds themselves a little niche in this place we call the Earth. Some are contented, some are not, Man has put faith in himself to be the pinnacle of evolution. What are we? I ask. Are we not but merely another species placed upon the Earth by beings above us, beings that transcends the limits the fundamentally flawed human brain cannot comprehend.
What does it feel like to be all knowing, to break free from this leash by which all Man are bound. Time.
We run the rat race, and we die at the end of it, everyone does. Does it matter how far we ran? No one reaches the end, do they.

Like a fallen leaf,
Caught in the merciless torrent of time.
Dragged along by the currents,
I drift through this existence,
Not knowing what may come next,
Where I am going?
What will I become?
I seek the answers,
Why am I here?
Am I a jigsaw in the grandest painting ever,
Or are we mere pawns in the hands of Gods?
Or maybe, we are just living out our time upon this world,
Trying valiantly to seek self meaning and worth.

I feel like I dont belong, I am a mere spectator living out my time.

Thursday, January 15, 2004

Eseis aristeros schisimo mesa dikos mou kardia,
etsi ekeinos eseis boulisi pote eimai lismono.

The tear you left, im drowned.

Tuesday, January 13, 2004

A man handed a girl a box. This box contains everything you always wanted to know, he says. Open it if you like. The girl opened the box and saw the evils of the world. Her heart broke, she cried and cried. She lost her sight and became blind. The man handed her another box. This box contains everything you never wanted to hear. The girl opened the box, determined to know everything others said about her. She heard the words she never wanted to. Words of advice from her friends and parents, words of concern she laughed off as insignificant, words of caution she refused to heed and words of love from her loved ones she refused to accept.
She had eyes but she couldnt see, had ears but she couldnt hear.

Learn to look past what your eyes can see and listen to what you dont wanna hear.

Monday, January 12, 2004

Threads of fate that seemingly binds us all together,
And yet fate which binds, tears apart too.
The cacophony of voices of man,
Sings out the symphony we call "life"
Does the meaning of life come from the tapestry fate weaves,
The symphony that men themselves sing?

Is it all but a recursive repercussion of man itself?

Saturday, January 10, 2004

Like the scent that lingers,
Long after the waltz that ends.
Like the bittersweet aftertaste,
Of the finest chocolate.
You linger on in my mind,
Your touch and your essense.
Why does it haunt me so?

Tuesday, January 06, 2004

In Christianity, Man was made in the image of God, therein lies the ego of man.
In Buddhism, Man became Gods, therein lies the dreams of man.
In Atheism, there is no God, therein lies the delusion of man.
In Existentialism, there is no meaning to life, therein lies the disillusionism of man.

In Religion, therein lies the fralities of man.