Sobering

Amid the dizzying glitz and dazzling golden glitter, a cool, blanketing force descended onto the room. The oft ignored reality struck and was laid bare for all to see. It was cold and crystal clear and all senses in the space it channeled into were leveled. All minds, sobered. All hearts, beating yet still.

Calibration, Regulation

Be at peace. Find the harmony. Let the blues ring out. Let the chorus chant its joyful ode. Slowly but surely, the night breeze blends with the dawn. Be calm. Be still. Let the motions of the atmosphere find its center. Then, make your move once again.

The World Is Too Beautiful

The world is too beautiful for people. 

If only we could see its generous beauty and acknowledge the abundance of natural grace given to us for all our lifetimes.

If only we can be honest for a second. Accept our being flawed. Understand our mistakes. If only we could turn the lens on ourselves instead. 

Then, maybe, we make ourselves worthy of this world here for eternity.

The world's beauty is eternal and true. Ours is borrowed, like eternal youth borrowed from a shamefully hidden cursed portrait, the image on which ages miserably and reflects daily a constantly rotting soul.

The world is too beautiful for people. It does not need to be saved. It lives on. 

Our time is up.

Feel The Wind Love

The wind of love, its force strong, blew up mightily, and with a tender passion, eased the heartaches of its time. 

And all who saw, knew.

The wind of love revealed itself in a melody so clear. It echoed with a voice which spoke with purity. There was stillness in its presence.

Yet, all who heard, felt moved.

The End Of It All

In the end, there was nothingness. 

Everything had resolved. 

All loose threads were tied neatly. 

The story was rightly concluded.

The word "never" can finally be uttered. 

Never would anything ever matter again. 

And peace was gained at last.

Hate Is Dead

Hate has died an ignoble death. In life, hate chose to do wrong time and again. When faced with a tough choice to either do right and gain salvation or choose an easy route and gain instant pleasure, it chose to betray its better angel everytime. As a wise person once said, "Once does not make a habit, but choosing wrong time and again will turn a man rabid." And a rabid animal has already lost its soul and opted out of salvation.

Hold On, Keep Pushing

The first Great Ape to stand on two legs and walked upright was living in the future at that very moment.

That Great Ape placed itself in a more vulnerable position, sticking out of the terrain instead of laying low on the bushes. It lost a pair of limbs to run on the ground. Everyone around labeled the Great Ape crazy, as they saw its move only made it more difficult for itself to survive. "Why not just do as everyone else does? It would be safer. It would be easier." The Great Ape thought, "Maybe. Maybe not."

For when it stood up, it saw everything, unseen to all, revealed only to itself. It saw the lost pair of limbs gained as hands that could create all possibilities from what is thought to be just impossible. It saw laying low on the bushes replaced by soaring to the sky. And, most of all, it saw clearly that not making this move now doomed its progeny to be less that who they are for eternity.

Here's to the crazy ones. Do it for the future that you see so cleary in the now. Hold on, keep pushing.