It would be a presumptuous yet fair statement, to say that we all have a preconceived notion of what we
Happiness, as everything else in life, is fleeting. It is temporary. This is not scary, or negative. It’s a fact.
All it takes is a great reader, a great speaker – a great writer – to challenge the absolute core
There was a time when as the stars passed by in the night outside my window, I would stare out
If you think you are irreparably hurt; remember that at some point, you have lied to your mother. You have
“What day is it?” asked Winnie the Pooh
“It’s today.” squeaked Piglet.
“My favourite day.” said Pooh.
Suppose that in ten million years, humanity has been long wiped off the face of the planet. Some life still remains, but it has regressed to a more primitive state, due to some cataclysmic event, caused by our own iniquity, or some element of chance.
No animal that could understand the basics of calculus has existed on the rock called Earth for a very long time.
When one day, entirely by chance, our no longer blue planet is discovered, by some nomadic civilisation …
As you look into the night sky; and remark on the beauty of the universe in the shape of stars and nebula, you may at some point if given enough time, come to a realisation. These beautiful wonders, that have guided humanity since the dawn of our time, that have inspired poetry and created great works of art; may no longer be there. ..
Broken heart; and tired mind.
Useless body, set out to find,
A solemn place to belong,
Where you can dance, and write your song.
Where worries past, will not follow,
Torture you, obsess and swallow.
Where what you grow into; matters more,
Than what you were, from long before. …