The Conspiracy: (en)S(l)aved by Slaves

I'm waiting... today will end...
just a few hours to tick by...
im sick..im feeling sick
desperate to close...eyes..heavy...drum in my ears...cant take it...
night and dark just let it be...
i'll find my way..just let me be
dont want to open them few hours hence... then each minute.. then each second..passing past my endurance... , please ..im saying please... dont u listen? im desperate.
not sorry..im not regrettin't ...i'll vomit now. thrashing .. cant take't..cursed despo.. dank dark despo
ugly ropes cut'in into my veins... life blood's clotting, draining...stinking...sinking
is it being killed...ohhh you faction...this is a conspiracy

Death lays its icy hand on Kings

Shhh...listen carefully...


The Epitaph is crying today, standing alone, crouched as a treacherous piercing of pain; from it is evolving a strange symphony in lead smoke...The onlookers' eyes are streaming with the intensity, strain and nausea...It was a symphony of desire, blinding beauty and unparalleled power.

"He did not wear his scarlet coat,
For blood and wine are red,
And blood and wine were on his hands
When they found him with the dead..." (Wilde)

Michael Joseph Jackson: August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009

The Pursuit of HappyNess

1) Happiness is not getting what you want ;
2) Neither is it wanting what you receive(due to the emphasis it puts upon receiving) ;
3) It is not about giving or receiving at all ;
4) It is a choice in the pursuit of satisfaction, not satisfaction itself.

It is in wanting something that we can freely obtain.

There is a parable in which:
There was a feast laid on a table around which people were seated-

Hell: People were holding spoons with very long handles and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful, but because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.
They were famished and unhappy.

Heaven: The people in heaven were using those long spoons to feed each other.

People use this parable wrongly to advocate 'unselfishness' whereas I believe that every person holds one's own self-interest above and at the expense of all else when their agenda is challenged (no exception).

But what I want to correct myself upon is that Happiness is about serving friends/symbiotic relationships, which thrive in blind equality(rational justice).

Happiness is a choice we make, if we chose to be happy about something, the effort required comes easily.

Why Fear?

Forenote: This Post is not very audience-oriented, it consists of unadapted ideas and words directly from my mind, It's only purpose is to convince my own self.

"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on Earth should that mean that it is not real?" : Dumbledore
--JK Rowling

I never really believed in god, and whatever faith I had was shattered by the age of 7. If I was ever a believer after that, it was only because I thought this belief was necessary(I no longer believe in its necessity, its better you do things wrong than do them right for such horrendous reasons.)
But that did not answer my questions, illusions cannot answer realities.

1) There is one more thing I would like to mention here: I have seen two kinds of people, ones who ‘imagine’ their answers/ have a diagrammatic representation for it in their minds(however theoretical it might be)/imagine the mechanism, others – who possess some other technique not understood by me(I do wish to understand it, but I somehow never see things as they do).

The former group feel very uncomfortable till the ‘picture’ is clear, and reason gaps filled, so that they can build it up themselves. They are distinct,I think, in there with the latter that they are not able to conform to ‘rules’ while solving for answers. I have been one of the former.

2) One more thing needs to be mentioned: I have claustrophobia. The inability to get out of a seemingly negative( life threatening) situation results in this fear. Of course, I now believe all fear is irrational(I will talk about this later in this post). You become a pessimist when you do not believe in the power of your own mind, negativity has nothing to do with seeing only the negative parts of things.Weighing the options is always good.

3) Ok, Its what we call nested bodies in C++ :P I am going into explanation IN an explanation. We have a tendency,idk how, to blame the thing. If we cannot concentrate coz of the Internet/Tv, we will blame thechnologies, if we misbehave in bars, we will blame the bars(I once heard of a quote: nasha sharab mein hota toh nachti botal :P), and if we are not able to vest power in our mind by weighing of the good and the bad, we blame the weighing of the bad itself.
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I was a 10/11 year old as I sat relaxed on a dry sunny day before my new atlas, among the first few pages was a page about our Sun and with no particular focus, I began reading it :)
But I could never finish that page, it all came to me in a fleeting moment and never seemed to end. A quiet panick started gripping me. Suddenly, my sitting there before a book held no meaning..i mean ..no real meaning, nothing had it...i mean...why....why was our survival so important?...it dint look like it possessed any significance...it was small...too small...so why am I sitting here, what outcome would it have ultimately(my mind answers 'none'). I felt claustrophobic, got away from there, yet those thoughts never receded from my conscious mind. I wouldn’t get out of it...I couldn’t.

While believing in the existence of perceptions, I lost faith in reality itself. I was afraid of the day when these perceptions would cease, black thoughts.. But you see, I was afraid of never being, afraid of not feeling, afraid of nothingness,afraid of losing control.

Like when I breathe without thinking of it, its nothing to me. When I am sleeping(when the brain is inactive to signals of our senses), its nothing. So in both of them, I am experiencing nothing, which is impossible(obviously) to imagine for a conscious mind, to lose power of the mind(eg: harm ourselves unintentionally via instincts) is in itself against our very human nature. I could not imagine this very reality. This consciousness would not let me breathe in peace, nor fall asleep. My problem was that I could not Accept reality, I could not answer because I could not imagine, and when I could answer- it horrified me(hopelessness) .

I was Afraid of the moment, its possibilities, its ‘infnitesimality’, its confusion, my limitations and powers.
The first thing we were taught in biology was Darwin’s evolution Theory (Survival of the fittest), like others, I also applied it in human nature,consequently, I gave fear and death too much power over me, power supreme to morality(nature). It was them that decided what I did at any time, the factors governing the moment, in doing so, I, very often had little regard for even morality.

I could not rationalise then, that ‘Survival’ is an instinct of the small picture, placing it as the supreme concern might snatch away ambition or make one a living dead (subject to tyranny/force/oppression). It is our divine power to act in harmony with the bigger picture even at our own expense. This is what sets us ahead of other animals. Survival often comes under risk by our adherence to morality (Morality, like reality, is absolute and is only one, irrespective of anybody’s judgments).

Nature does not care about our survival, human nature can chose to either mutate itself or make itself better, but to have said these laws care for us(similar to god)...that would be another illusion. We are all born to uphold these laws (which in a humanised form are called independence freedom ..). Humans are superior because we have the power to best uphold them.

Nature is no illusion, its not a rule of the mind, but of the universe, and everything follows it. And the most sparkling thing about it is that one does not need to ‘follow’ it. Following is something that it is vehemently against. Just go as your own rationality says, you will meet with appropriate consequences (I have a self made quote for it “I might spoil my life, but I will spoil it my way” :D ).If you reach to the fruit without working for it, you wont have the appetite to eat it. I’ve heard literally everyone say “apne haath ke bane khane ki baat hi kuch aur hoti hai”, its because that food is the fruit of their deeds,(Eg: Guilt in criminal mindsets leads to the wish of punishment). Life is in learning. Fear and learning cannot co-exist. Your fruit may not be the best(sometimes you have nature’s chances limit you), but you don’t have any other option either :)

Objectivism is true, it is a natural rule, you do not need to worry about being selfish, it is not in normal human powers to determine what would work to his ultimate best, work by morality(even at your own expense): and you will have kept up this rule best. Selfishness should not be a consideration factor for the ‘moment’.

If one gets to the answer without the learning...your life has been a waste.

I found refuge in company, after all, my friends did not seem to have such issues(I could not bear to tell this to anyone), I thought lowly of myself as a coward for having such thoughts and at the same time - a hypocrite in some ways for feeling my differences – and maybe I was right. But ignoring does not solve. I had intense nausea and vomiting for the next 5 years, but it never happened at places I felt familiar with, it happened at places where I sensed the fear of oblivion. (of course, other factors are also greatly responsible for this). Also the very same fears kept returning at intervals.
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The next phase of my life is: This phase. I do not know the exact connection between them, but I know the reactions to both the situations have been more or less similar.
You know, one never knows ..in these infinite possibilities when a chance takes place, when you have to bear big consequences of small issues.

I’ve always supported one thing: Reality is the best inspiration to us. Yet ....I couldn’t accept my own state for days. I was diagnosed high on jaundice after I returned in an undescribable condition after giving my ISC Computer Prac.-head blaring with migraine, nausea...

I wasn’t really aware of what happened in the next few days, I was too weak, sedated, in pain and nausea. I had no idea of time. The fact was explained softly to me that I had to drop my ISC Exam. But I couldn’t believe what had happened. I simply cried with all the little energy I had...for days, hoping that this was a dream, maybe a different reality will be there for me tomorrow, I kept saying “please...please”.. to everyone. Everyone was shocked at school. This was unexpected. I am thankful to my friends, exams are going on, they came to visit and others called(which I would answer admist sobs and weak mutterings). Though everyone tried their best to inspire me, yet anticipation was natural, a year gone out of my hands, my life, but this was nothing to what followed(Discussing it later in this post)

I am glad that both my parents are doctors, I got excellent care, supervision, immediate attention, medicines/injections/drips at home. My condition was worsening,esp. Due to all that anxiety, but my bilirubin levels have been going down since the last few days. But thinking hasn’t helped.

I had periods of extreme mental discomfort, it all comes in a moment and stays... like a dementor..sucking all happiness out of me, black thoughts... My joints feel all lose, as if they have given up, hopelessness (everything looks like sucking terrible effort out of me, I lost faith in the power of self), ...I am afraid of a living death now.


And I am not only afraid for myself, I am afraid to think of some people I love, suffer esp. because of me or chances, maybe that doubles my anxiety, the imagination of their possible sufferance horrifies me.

Possibilities in my mind that are well out of my control, or are chances, and they make me feel weak, and I lose my own power. Not being able to get out of this situation is what panicks me.

I held disregard for the power of self(mind) upon the moment, that both the good and the bad may occur, but it will be a result of my hands, and although chance may occur, yet reality should be my inspiration. You don’t know, when I am speaking all this, I am trying to convince myself more than anybody else to act according to what I accept. Its an inspiration to build this society on such good foundations that these chances do not affect the capability of someone to live.

Today I am writing this, tomorrow I will be in despair and phobia again...I hold no guarantee(I doubt myself) where merely making an effort seems to be such an effort.

Thats it, I think, I’ve reached my limit of exhaustion(no, I did not write this in one go :> ), my vertigo is coming back, but this post was necessary for me to act and respect my own rationality. I wanted to give this while I have some reserve of energy before something else chances this to be lost. I know I shatter the moment I find things difficult(or requiring great effort),maybe its because of energy conditions...anyway, can’t do more... I’m consumed.

The G-d Fucktor

Forenote: Please have patience while reading this post. I assure you that I love the believers and the non-believers equally well and have therefore tried to moderate this post as much as possible. I recommend that the whole post be read without skips before forming notions about either me or this post.

Seeing our nation suffer with such communal riots, I think its the right time for this post.

I’d have to label somebody as high if they can believe the stories of a magic man high above in the sky as true. Who says the scriptures are boring? And were written by fools?

I say fiction could not be better and was written by wise men who knew nature well.

Ravana was not really endowed with 10 heads, it was only symbolic to show its great knowledge and intelligence which was spoilt by a few traits of wrong. These things have been said and built knowing where people might go wrong, would you respectfully imbibe good things from someone who was like Ravana to you ? No. But it would be reasonable to do so. The potential importance of an issue increases if its in the scriptures, but acceptance must only be there when the mind allowes it.

What the hell, can you trust a book blindly, esp. One which professes 72 women to a man after death? I can’t even treat it as good fiction – bah! (No offence,Muslims, I wouldn’t like you any lesser than any human...I’m an SRK fan :D )

The believers say that they can’t believe all this Earth and its entities came from nothingness, how do you think God came from nothing?

Some of you become intolerant and fight for men who lived thousands of years ago. Its only too sad.

Took me 7 long years of existence on this Earth to realise that Man was not God’s creation but God was Man’s. That makes idol worship = abstract worship, both the concepts being just the same.This idol was given some powers. Ugly twist...he was given powers that would ultimately change things as natural design, but the concepts compressed into one generation and effects magnified to make it even more dramatic. People believe what they want to (as I keep realising the realities of Harry Potter :) )

The emphasis was to be on humanity,

Intead it shifted to God(the means);

The emphasis was to be on nature,

Instead it shifted to fiction and superstition;

The emphasis was meant to be on reason,

Instead it shifted to chance,luck and faith (in ‘supernatural’);

The emphasis was meant to be on self-discertion,

Instead it shifted to fear,force and faction.

These terms were also very liable to be exploited. The ‘instead ofs’ are what religions contain today.

So alas, God’s story is a good one gone bad. :)

As for my personal self, as might be very apparent, I’ve never been religious. The things which I have done have had very little to do with god, it has been my likes and decisions all throughout. I can pray anywhere, from the idol place to the bathroom, till I stopped doing it at all and now only do it for the satisfaction of my near n dear ones :)

I can say that People around me have been less than impressed with such views of mine. I use expressions such as omg(oh my god) and he bhagwan still, n thats not coz i m weak in my beliefs, its coz it has been a general habit since childhood(and anyway, it makes communication easier)

But the point which I wanna make out is : Lets not treat God as some supernatural reality.

Hope is what keeps me alive.

To pray means to ask God to do his bit. Faith in God would be like faith in chance.

I interpret it as a hope that nature’s chances be on my side, that luck be on my side.

Till my soul can hope and understand nature, I would not lean on any external imagination. But there will be times when this hope shatters in emotional wreckage. Then let God come to me, then, I’ll pray to rebuild and return to my independant ways.

...this sound belief cannot be broken by any force of discord,however strong.

Thats the God Factor in Me :)

Insane Ayushi

Ok, this is supposed to be a ‘tag’ from Priya Joyce here...I want to thank her for suggesting me this topic, I’m doing it entirely coz it was an interesting subject and I’ve never done a post like dis one...i have different ideas abt the reasons for blogging, and somehow a tag simply skips all those reasons, so I’ve personalised this.

Its supposed to be my 'quirks', which I'm taking to be the things unusual about me, coz it would be strange if I myself found me to be peculiar!

After reading this,I hope you forget all of this!

1) Hair twisting: I’ve had it since I was 4.
Whenever my hands are free: i kinda twirl and wound up the front-right/left(depends on the hand i’m using) tuft of my hair around my middle finger and twist it round and round.
Its like a burning and mad desire which urges me to pull and play with my hair(I literally rebuke it), and i just can’t describe the feeling it gives me.
It has resulted in my hair getting curled up/wavy at the edges(I had absolutely straight hair)...i have semi-short hair(frnds are adamantly against the “cruelty” of cutting my hair,it isn’t completely despicable u know, does have a bit of a good feel :) )...grew them long once so that i could tie them up at d back to get rid of this habit....but of course...”the only thing i can’t resist is a temptation”

2) Lizard-phobia: I’m unconventionally afraid of lizards, those creatures are just indescribably slimy,unpredictable,and ew,the way they move...this fear dates back 2 wen i was a toddler , even thinking of them gives me shivers down my spine...now,i have learnt to control my err ‘emotions’ when they get near(coz of their rising populatn), but yall haven’t seen me reacting : My mouth is all open after an intense shriek, my hands are clutching my t-shirt, my legs working as fast as they can to get away from the scene-of-attack ...gawd!

3) Bathrooms: Lol maaan...eternal heaven...
So coz I’ve to get up early(damned class) , what wud be more comfortableto sleep on than that ultimate ‘resting chair’ in there? And why not...everybody uses them to relieve themselves...’relief’is a perception...Ahm

4) Laughter:
I laugh for many reasons....and those ones which make it quirky are...
One being that I laugh when i am overly nervous.
Its not like the ones which ppl let out when they have nothing to say...its like a joke is being poked!
Its likely that when I’m being reproached for something, I get infectious bouts of laughing sickness...just imagine how wud it be when some1’s getting angry at me...

Secondly,sometyms I do it while *trying to* shout at somebody...it goes like this: firstword—out comes a wavering in the voice and the sardonic urge to let out a giggle, under whose influence im already shaking...an immediate termination of my voice occurs accompanied with a terrible look(which is a tragic result of mixed efforts to suppress a giggle n force a contortion of brows)

5) “This has happened to me b4”....this one’s really creepy...maybe its how i look at things but some things leave me thinking that in some way, i’ve gone through it before...its like there is a duplicate for that situation...but i strongly believe it to be non-sensical

6) Dreams:
I mostly get nightmares...never in my sweet small memory have i got a dream thats ‘nice’....
Some dreams leave a very deep impression on my mind and I can feel their influence after quite some time.
Not long ago, I was reading a book called “the alchemist”...strangely enuf,whenever I fell asleep reading that book,I would get horrible nightmares n ’day’mares(woke up green n lemon yellow in the face with a sweaty head)
My shortest dream yet: (it had also been very frequent when i was younger) that i was climbing a ladder ending up at a square-u shaped cement wall, with someone in the image of red-green waiting for me(a negative force)....and the next thing i know is i’m falling...falling...falling...woken up.

Annnnnnnd...the devil is poking me from behind....telling me to vex more people with this tradition of ‘tags’...hehe...so i’m tagging or rather: suggesting this topic to everyone who reads this....

Shame on you, Politics!

POWER OF THE PURSE(?)

Demand and Supply is the new buzz in Indian Politics, and the much coveted entities are the Members of its Parliament and the Great Indian Drama is that everything to everyone is getting bartered, by promises, money, objects, betting,begging,borrowing,buying(anything but rationality)...its a huge assortment of trades higely-pigely in one place, the worst part being that rationality is at stake,short-sightedness prevails. Its like a game, where they chase rationality,and get lost in the process.


The Lok Sabha witnessed high drama when a Bharatiya Janata Party member shocked the House by walking into the well with a bag full of currency notes, which he claimed was given by a Samajwadi Party leader in return for his support in the trust vote.

Amidst a flutter, Deputy Speaker Charanjit Atwal adjourned the House briefly, leaving members surcharged.

Trouble broke out when Ashok Argal, a BJP member from Morena and some others took out wads after wads of currency notes to substantiate their claim that horsetrading had taken place and heavy cash was used to "purchase" MPs for the trial of strength.

Leader of the Oppposition :Advani claimed that the three BJP MPs -- Ashok Argal, Faggan Singh Kulaste and Mahavir Bagora -- were offered Rs 3 crore each and were handed over Rs 1 crore each in advance.

Terming the incident as a breach of privilege, Advani said the MPs were given the money for abstaining from voting during the trust vote.


To get more news on this ugly development --

Images of the Pandemonium
How money changed hands
The speaker's response
The government's response to BJP's allegations

Ahoy! English Buffs...

We just decided to make English cooler and funkier than ever B4!
So we made the letters of the alphabets and numbers substitute for the words they sound like.
For Example: "I 8 A P" means "I ate a pea"

Ok,a few more examples will make it clearer!
Ashley: "AB, F U NE X?"
Reply :"S, V F X"

Din't have a clue of what they were saying?
Well, it was:
Ashley:"Abey, Have you any eggs?"
Abey :"Yes,we have eggs"

Wanna test you brains further?
Ashley:"F U NE M?"
Reply :"S, V F M"

It was:
Ashley: "Have you any Ham?"
Abey : "Yes, we have ham."

Ok,we'll give you another chance...
"OK, L F M N X"


LOL...Got it?..it was:
"Ok,I'll have ham and eggs"

Want more?
O I C U R MT = Oh I see you are empty
O U QT, U R A BUT = Oh, you cutie, you are beauty.
C D N S X! S,I C. D N S 5 X = See, the hen has eggs! Yes, I see. The hen has five eggs.
I NV U= I envy you

DIY(Do It Yourself)
A love letter:
2 MLE,
O MLE, what XTC
I MN8 when U I C!
I used to rave of LN's I's,
4 LC I gave countless sighs,
4 KT N 4 LNR,
I was a keen competitor;
But each now's A non-NTT,
4 U XL hem all U C. (Taken from O.Abooty's English book)

Hints: MLE, LC,KT,LNR are all English names

Here's a list of some words:
AT--------------------(eighty)
AV8R-----------------(aviator)
B10-------------------(Beaten)
C's--------------------(Seas)
CD--------------------(Seedy)
DK--------------------(Decay)
LNR-------------------(Eleanor)
KT--------------------(Katie)
FX--------------------(Effects)
IC---------------------(Icy)
PQ---------------------(pique)
T's---------------------(Tease)
XTC--------------------(ecstacy)
XLNC------------------(excellency)
Y's----------------------(wise)
4C----------------------(forsee)
10S---------------------(tennis)

So, make sure you use it really in ur everyday lives(to make it a better place...for u... n for meee, n the entire human race!)
Disclaimer: The blog's owner is not responsible for any infringement of copyrights, any of this appearing anyhere is purely coincidential as open use of English language.

The Father of Man

I have been wanting to write something for my blog since a long time(which constitutes a-pathetic attempt once upon a... :) )...anyways: to no avail.

Not that I lack time, seems more like a case of lacking adrenaline...actually right amounts of it at the wrong time,

but they say there is never a wrong time to do the right thing (now, the thing which i was going to do din’t seem like too right as well...so conscience’ demeanour was wholesomely dispensed upon my bereaved innocent heart)...o ye conscience! May g-d’s gud grace be with thy cold feet ( he he...i prefer agnotiscism n atheism, I’ll be writing more abt it in my next post)

Ok,enuf of excuses(shit!, i’ll shift the blame upon g-d’s head)

Now what am i going to write??? I ain’t short of events, i’m always in a state of constant philosophical change,my theories tend to divert by 180° just to suite myself...

I’ve decided,I have to write this or I’ll be getting an internal 3^rd degree burn and am also uncomfortably aware of the fact that I’ll be forced to generalise lest some ppl(if they ever saw this blog) are gonna have a lot of bitter things to say to me, nd i have to be considerate(at least for the ppl whom i bear gr8 love n respect)

it’ll be about the abhorrence n wild loathing i bear towards children who in any way exhibit the following traits of behavioural abnormalities:

1) Being incurably adamant, they only leave the option of physical assault open,an option which i classify as ‘highly irrational’ towards normal children.

2) The gross inability to smile can be ignored, if momentary and for a specific reason, but some have got the γ-factor... 10 yr olds who keep emanating gamma rays from their eyes between contorted brows 24x7, whatever u do for them are unbearable!

3) Then there are ones who are too influenced, i know children can be influenced, but a child who says he hates shin chan just coz his mom says he must hate it, n who sees discovery channel without understanding a thing in it for d same reason...gawd!

4) Who use loud voices...(i am intelligent enough to be able to differentiate b/w an inbuilt loud characteristic of voice and a deliberately used one)...i like them sober, not high!

5) Who are comfortably immune to all what you say to them.

6) And top of all, children coming in the above category who are my fans...faking never got tougher!

Then there are their parents,seeing whom u are inclined to believe that the behavioural defect is genetic...

So often we do see:

Couples fall apart,and leave their children to bear with it,

‘Parents’ beating up their children,using force and irrational means,

Imposing upon their kids,

: I ask you,why did u have children? You have no right to give birth to an individual and take away his rights nd abuse him, or even make him respect relations when they don’t deserve it.....You had them just for the sake of having them?...then I may find, that in the future, I’m not interested in having kids at all,whats the point? In having them,raising them,sacrificing for them only to find that they don’t love us?...we have no right to decide the destiny of a soul...to abuse natural evolution,if we are behaving irrationally.

Actually,I’m feeling sad...its not entirely their fault that they became like this but then they do have the ability to change,*sigh*its nature with its ultimate design,and this whole world’s such a assortment of ppl, I accept the way it is, I’ll adapt myself to it,then,i think.

I'm feelin sorry and unhappy that I wrote this post at all...thats what I have been doing...writing and deleting, of late...this one just had to get in i s'pose :)

Satisfaction is the death of desire...

Yeah...desire, no one ever died from wanting too much in life.

If the desire dies, the 'DO' dies

Its a very strong misconception for those who say that where dissatisfaction is,no happiness can be, for the urge to get something(want something) implies that u enjoy the achievement of that thing, and the hence the path becomes as beautiful and wonderful, the seeming pain to all outward eyes becomes heavenly

You will never wait for the society to grade you, you'll grade and assess yourself,you'll want to imbibe to be the best,and to be more than the best

But please do see what YOU WANT, these two words have the hell of an importance.

What i really want to convey from this post is my belief in pain being a very relative factor.

Funky is FunKey

And funky ain't the word u apply only to clothes, mobiles, hair-cuts/colours...
'showing how funky strong is your fight, it doesn't matter who's wrong or right' ( MJ's beat it)
so funky is a strong word....its just unconventionally original

so if u ever came with half your hair coloured pink and the other half green, and your skirt on your head or pants newly fashioned to your hands....i WOULDNT call you a wierd-o!...yep...i wont

Just be sure that you are defining yourself, the man in the mirror must be YOU
Don't Compare, coz there are other ways better than comparing

Interviews with self

Questioner: Q
Answerer: A

A is a lady who tried getting reality, she sits calm and serene,meditative while her questioner Q, an experienced person sits carefully with a slight frown ,his full comprehension on her uncomprehensibly expressionless eyes.

TOPIC: Expand time for YOURSELF


Q :How do you believe we can buy time?
A :Not buying...expanding
The cost is a bad habbit, which we dont willfully give away: Slow attitude

Why dont we give it away?
Because it creates an illusion in us, which we enjoy.
The moment we realise its truth, it is already too late.

So what makes us see Reality?or anything close to it?
Do we need to see reality at all?
I do not know the answer to the first question for sure.
If we could see reality, we would travel into the future.
But the next one is a NO.We do not need to see the reality.

But reality can be the biggest inspiration, why 'NO'?
Because there are other inspirations,easier to be understood than reality.

Dont get after reality, STOP showing people the reality, Just show them what they want and lure them into the true thing, its not too late for THEM, ...save them
Make what I say, a paradox...

With that she gets up and leaves, he did not want to know more, his frown deepened, he gave it an abrupt end.

Interesting facts, they are quite useless..lol

The word Mrs. can't be written in full

A group of officers is called a mess!

Is this shitty?: Pageant Models often smear Vaseline on their teeth so their lips won't stick when smiling.

Americans will spend more on cat food this year than baby food. (lol! hehe)

Apples are actually part of the rose family.

Is Global Warming Real? More than 19,000 U.S. Scientists have signed a petition stating that there is No convincing scientific evidence that humans can cause 'Global Warming'.

The Importance of emphasis

She was there.
She was there.
She was there.

Look how the meaning of the sentence changes...just by an emphasis

Why do we SHOUT?

Have you ever gone into the mind of the person who is shouting?
Do u know that his action may be natural enough?

I would say we shout only when we think that what we are saying is not able to get across to the other person by any reason.
(I don't mean understanding by 'getting across'...i mean hearing)

So,next time,someone shouts at you,dont feel bad about it, try to handle the situation accordingly.