Monday, December 15, 2014

An iota of glance before my eyes



(Above: An Eight Year Old with his paw being wounded when an iron rod penetrated)



 Nelly Furtado in her infamous song: "I'm like a bird. I only fly away. I don't know where my home is. I don't know where my soul is." 

 The bends, the curves, the details, the shapes, the twists, the turns, the highs, the lows, the soars, the flights,... Sometimes we feel ourselves becoming more "aesthetic". Things are as they are. They are beautiful. Even your mind is.


.. When the camouflage gets right. You don't necessarily conceal yourself. You become contrasting yet whole.

I once heard Maya Angelou on the Oprah Winfrey Show contemplating: And what matters is, knowing yourself better. Because when you know yourself better, you know you are in the right track. YOU MATTER.


"Keep love in your heart. Without it, life is like a sunless garden with no flowers."


"We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year. What have we found? The same old fear."


Shades of dusk.

You're gonna feel nirvana transcending between your mind and soul each passing day. You are gonna have a thing called- PRESENCE. Maybe, that's how you become sophisticated with simplicity. Life is intricate. Your soul isn't. Your soul will win.

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