I always think of a thing that comes to an end and I start estimating the time it has got to reach it's end. Can u believe me? I dont know what i am talking about and what i will be talkiing about.The world i see remains to me as i see it. i see the foggy morning.the wintry eyes. the scintilating smoke.the hazzy cloud.the blazening heat.the churning mirror...
can u believe me..
I know not what to do or write..i knnow not what not to write or where to stop writting..is it the foggy morning that blinds my vision...i dont know...but do i really care to know..i think if i would care to know then i must have known..but does it really matter..My belongings abandon me..am i a god abandoned by Nietsche..i know not what the wintry eyes reveal...do they talk like a purseless wanderer or like a toothless gum chewer..To me sometimes they behave like a blazening summer..
Am i thinking hard what to write or trying to kill my boredom with filthy words...words sometimes hurt more than wounds...but JK Rowling has wands that can heal those wounds....by the way do wizards exist.......if they exist then what is existence..m i boring u with my 'whats'....see if u really know about the existence of wizards then please tell me...or should i give my phone no. so that u can call me whenever u find the answer..
answer me if u can know the existence of anything..say wizards or...say u..
do u exist....if someday u happen to read this..again this 'u' refers to him/those who may read this..sorry i forgot about the other sex..
sex is something i have not discovered..discovery channel is good...good is a relative term...terms are self-definitive and deceptive....An act of excuse comes through deception...excuses are made in heaven by gods..they give excuses to the liiving world by saying god loves u.......do u love anyone...or is it that u do not consider the existence of anybody except you...
We consider thing in a probabilistic way..when we do not know exactly..we suppose things..consider things..
things come to the topic recursively..As they r things that you dont kno..they come to you more often to let u realise the power of unknown..
power is a turn-on to many ppl...do i love to be powerful..have i got real balls to collect the guts of being a powerful man..
man is a very rare species..it exists it lives it dies n flourishes again...
do u kno the present population of the world..man...beware of it...man ..it will kill u..
Am i afraid of death..death is the farewell kiss the world renders to man...farewell parties are very good..with nice food..nostalgic chats and ya...good drinks..
Liquor is addictive...addiction comes from contamination...yup..contamination..u see ppl doing things ..u see ppl doing the same thing again...u start doing things...n u end up doing the same things again....see...this is contamination..
enough of writting ....boring..
wanna get rid of it...
can i get rid of all the things..or
can u..?
