A HAMMER
SHATTERS GLASS
BUT FORGES STEEL..
LIFE DISHES IT'S OWN BLOWS.. WE DECIDE THE METTLE IT'S GOING TO GLEAN.
Commercials leave no less an impact than a song, a story, a book or a movie.. in fact maybe they leave a stronger impact with repeat broadcasts, catchy lines, vibrant colours, famous people, and aesthetic designs.. commercials don't just make a difference to the Sale of their Product, they can make a difference in someone's life.. sometimes witty, sometimes bizarre.. their brevity captures the attention of even the easily distracted....
'safety in numbers seems to have become a 'derogatory' term.. where 'morality.. responsibility..
integrity'.. all the lines seem to fade into one
big whole..
decomposing to 'street' justice.. mob attacks.. public humiliation..
frenzied murder.. each mentally exonerating themselves.. like killing someone and saying, it was my left hand that did it..
and 'magic' happens
through a confluence of mysterious synchronicity.
Something compels in amazement towards emotions and thoughts, and their triggers'.. complementing every nuance
" what a gift. this
beautiful dawn'
with it' s
fresh vibrancy, soaring freely into the cosmos, feeling bit by bit. the mysteries softly unfolding inside..
the sunshine in our palms hurts so.. and we look for that cooling shade.. from something we always wished for
some thoughts chimeric woo guileless emotions into 'fitting' pictures.. and the heart wonders at this perfect form. lines... heart-stopping images that breathe clarity.
beauty...
struggling to fight this urge
to let just one strand of
hair fly free..
in this 'semblance of
reality -
a whiff of air. a breath of life...
Just as A step though small covers every distance.. a coin could help mint a bountiful earth.. whether in schools, institutions, hospitals, colonies, societies..
whatever source level.. a coin a day is all it might take.. at our level, to fund free education, health, food, clothing,
development, and most of the 'monetary' issues frustrating our desire to lend a helping hand..
none asks the tree before sitting in it's shade.. none asks before making their homes in it nor before cutting it's branches, leaves, fruit, nor uprooting it. yet the tree is eternal.. and constant.. what temerity.. which superiority makes man hoard selfishly.. doubting nature. that provides for every other life form..
All our life we guard our Happiness, knowing it cannot last.. why then do we let misfortune get us down.. forgetting completely.. it too cannot last..
IN ANY SAD
DEPRESSED OR
SCARED
MOMENT, SAY TO YOURSELF -
THIS TOO
SHALL PASS.
LIKE DARKNESS
DISAPPEARS WITH LIGHT.
PROBLEMS TOO
DISAPPEAR
FACED WITH A SOLUTION.
what is the right yardstick for punishment. in a 'self changing every moment. and 'sentence' defying time. which one gets caught., the good or the evil.. states of mind. or the person himself. with the 'legal system' synonymous with delays and balances. or life synonymous with Movement and Growth..
does maturity personify youthful transgressions. with nuclear weapons the ultimate in
"destruction' whom are we attacking. defending. if in any human being the most essential need is
'acknowledgement. what is it that we are bringing forth...
is this the true meaning of love.. this
metamorphosis.. this need to wrap ourselves in a cocoon. quiet.. dissolving. shedding the past. no thoughts of future. just palpable silence. melting into pure emotion. that uncontained. bursts out.. free..
transformed..
ethereally lit up with
life..
it IS a scientific fact that the Basil plant helps purify the Atmosphere..
in this
population explosion, where
high-rise buildings become the norm.. and pollution one of our biggest threats, if the Residents of each Building resolve to grow Basil outside their windows maybe a whole Colony breathes easier
for it..
SOMETIMES I THINK. WHAT IF WE COULD 'SIFT" THROUGH ALL THESE ANCIENT GUSTOMS, REACHING THEIR CORE.. WHAT TRUTHS WOULD
HAVE BEEN GROSSLY MISSED.. LIKE 'CHINESE WHISPERS". DISTORTED DOWN
GENERATIONS.. INTO MERE SENSELESS
RITUALS.. SADLY MISSING THEIR TRUE WORTH
COMPLETELY..
what kind of accounting makes a brother "kill' another for a profit that neither gets to reap.. For we can +, -, x, and divide
perfectly, yet cannot make out the 'difference'
between humanity and barbarism..
