Longeivity of Ideas

All ideas have a lifespan, some longer compared to others, depending on their usability and sustainability, also, their ability to modernize or transform according to the changes, first, in human thinking, institutions, society, and their resilience to be experimented upon the templates of myriad ideologies, ideological differences, and cultural diversity. Ideas that not only gives an honest feedback-a reflection of our present actions and course … Continue reading Longeivity of Ideas

Shaw’s Reflections

“I tell you that as long as I can conceive something better than myself I cannot be easy unless I am striving to bring it into existence or clearing the way for it. That is the law of my life. That is the working within me of Life’s incessant aspiration to higher organization, wider, deeper, intenser self-consciousness, and clearer self-understanding. It was the supremacy of … Continue reading Shaw’s Reflections

Catatonic Time

Caressing the idea of eternity amongst the strong urge to desire the end Waiting for the extreme curve, defying the deified universe All this noise birthed from an unresolved and unresponsive age of anxious acquiring The burden of hoping in an erroneous pattern; it’s everywhere, exposing the fear of confronting time Frantically posturing in a mighty world misaligned, insufficient understanding of transformation, a primordial truth … Continue reading Catatonic Time

At Odds with Reality

Defanged knowledge, a long-drawn struggle with an unsustainable reality The birth of a century, commotion, the acquired abilities to destabilize wisdom Bitter experimentations with synthetic ideas, the shenanigans; everything was a trade off Pure dreams and desires weaned away, sometimes snatched from the cradles Trespassing minds, the sacred souls, stale unsustainable ideas thrust upon them Creating obedient followers who can abandon sanity and frantically take … Continue reading At Odds with Reality

Hope Less

The fragility of time, dwindling truth, eroding freedom for dreams to prosper What I read from daily events, fuels my hopelessness, yet I find freedom in what I write There is too much pain, and they have forgotten the secret of healing Diminishing senses imagines a distorted reality, only, they are built on false hopes Trite languages do not evoke any real emotions, I skip … Continue reading Hope Less