garbage!

Garbage

Garbage

Garbage

Garbage…..

There…

I’ve let my mind generate words unhindered and presented them on paper without any possible rethinking.

Its like this amazing lack of creativity. This big block on generating any new ideas, coming up with anything novel……

It’s as if the guy (the person that defines “ME”, my personality, an individual) who actually perceives things, analyzes, forms an opinion and develops his intellectual capabilities thus, would be on a long hiatus. He doesn’t want to be bothered…..not any more…… He would rather face his back towards the complex, confusing mess his life has presented him with and rather enjoy the unchallenging and utterly straightforward, simple pleasures that the universe offers him in the form of the open stretches of the sky maybe (unconquered - the epitome of individuality), the flight of the birds (freedom – the sole reason for individuality – expression of the individuality) , the sunset (beauty – comprehension – perception brought about by the individuality )…..

Perhaps the little guy wants to make up with the lack inside by looking agape at the best examples of all that he aches for, as little change is forthcoming. Lack of direction has driven him berserk, like a malfunctioning toy car, he keeps ramming into the walls all about him over and over again, turns rite RAMS!!!!, left RAMS!!!!... Like an utterly clueless brainless toy car he keeps running in all directions, trying to figure out life by trial and error maybe.

But then again, one can’t be traveling everywhere all at once, or could one? Well, some might argue that maybe regardless the path once chooses one could still reach the destination – either by traveling North or south, or east or west (well, it definitely helps that the earth is spherical ), you still will make it to your destination. But the catch here is that you should “stick” to a path. And how exactly do you stick to one particular path? How do you know for sure? Or would you rather prefer not to move at all and just be and enjoy watching the world go by? Watching the world in motion all around you? Running towards their respective goals, running on their paths….. Hmm….. choices are which give birth to confusion. But choices are also an indication of your freedom. The guy is doing a little bit of sitting down as of now I believe, tired of running, tired of wondering and contemplating and figuring out all the time and just sit and admire the beauty of the universe, the sheer magnificence of the simple things nature designed with amazing complexity. Sitting down and not willing to join the race to find the way may not be a very useful way of expressing ones freedom of choice, but at least it’s a choice and is definitely better than being made to run our lungs out without even wanting to, in the wrong direction, on the scariest of the paths, to reach a destination decided by some one else….. woaahh!! That’s scary!

There has to be a path that just feels right, and where one isn’t pushed around and where one could comfortably Commence, Continue and finally Conclude their journey. I wish there could be that someone to act like a beacon of light and just guide my way making it all so easy and straightforward. But I guess if that happens, it would further lead to the degeneration of an already weakening sense of individuality left in me…….

There…..

Garbage! Like I told you……