Just make it better. Better than what it should be. Better than what it must be. Better than what, IT IS.
Why in the world should you dare to make it better?
The overarching theme of this little blog here is just this: It better be nothing or it ain’t worth my life.
So, why this obsession with this no-thingness?
Let us now roll with the truth here, starting now!Really?I mean,in the end its Nothing!
On my journey to somewhere, I encountered a Milkman, on his motorbike. He had a peculiar moustache which hinted at his stature and life as he lived it. Clearly he wasn’t just a fluke. He has travelled. Went through life. Rises and the falls. He had been to many somewheres, than I can imagine. Still he was travelling now. Like me. To a somewhere.Greedy?
Make me do the most stupidest thing you can think of,
I mean it!
Like going bald here on spot,
Or slapping myself for the same,
Or licking the bottom of my foot,
Making all the crowd around ask you,
“What’s up with your guy?”You ain’t stopping there?
Hope is not a feeling, a Happening or a way.
Rather it is the first ray of that light which surrounds us,
Arising to forever enlighten our Reality.
It is that sweet breeze,
Which is everflowing and evertouching you in it’s own mysterious ways.You sure you wanna go on?