It has been some time since the last activity in the blog, so I thought of searching through the dusty archive, finding the thoughts jar, and shaking it for maybe a couple of thoughts just slip out of it.
Thought #1: If one's typical life journey should see its onset from childhood to teenage (driven by the will of the parents, spent at school, mainly preparing for work), reaching the peak at young manhood/femininity (driven by the will of the self, mostly spent at work), then falling gradually at the middle age (driven by the will of the society, totally spent at work), and finally decaying at the old age (driven by the will of age, spent at home as a consequence of an entire lifetime of work!), then is one's existence based upon work? It captivates you, it identifies you, it feeds you and feeds upon you: from an aim to a responsibility to a duty to a burden to finally a memory...
Thought #2: We keep on killing each other every day! But not the abrupt physical killing of metal and blood, yet a very slow mental and emotional one of depression and frustration and stress and anger. The perplexing question is, how many people had I and have I killed so far? The even more perplexing question is, how many times had I and have I been killed so far?!
Thought #3: We are living in a matrix of feelings and thoughts. He is thinking of she and him has feelings for her but she likes him and her thinks of he, a matrix of I and you and we, all wondering and wandering, all confused, all lost in codes and decodes.
Thought #4: Some people have a barbed wire surrounding their brain, so that whenever it tries to expand and extend its capacities and perceptions, the barbed wire keeps it limited and damaged but its blood crosses its separation barrier falling and clotting not only on their eyes but also on their active body organs, which makes it a matter of time till they get wholly stagnated and petrified!
Thought #5: When the person you're talking to opens his/her heart to you, you really start to feel it, and it is a very brilliant feeling. You start to sense the honesty in his/her words, see the glitter in his/her eyes, hear the pride in his/her voice, and sense the trust he/she laid upon you to share such private piece of information with you, to particularize you, to be from the very few, and sometimes to be the only one, to share such special moments in his/her life with. It is one of these instants of time when both the speaker and the hearer become so much connected in a way, at least for brief moments, so much unified into one entity, with the same line of thoughts, the same beats of the heart, and the same pure smile on the face.
Thought #6: If you fight for others their battles this means that you became responsible for them, then you'll get attached, then you'll get too indulged and too attached, then as a normal reaction you'll expect gratitude, then you'll expect more than gratitude, then you'll lose it and expect so much, and then you'll be totally exposed to be attacked yourself, even from the one you have been fighting for, and this is the most painful attack.
Thought #7: Respect yourself while at the strength of youth, so that your self respects you while at the weakness of old age.
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