5 steps to build a human being

Step 1:    Believe you can.
And when they tell you that you must cry, do not.
When they tell you what to eat, do not.
When they tell you it’s time to sleep, do not.
When they tell you what to say; SCREAM.

Step 2:    Know you can.
And listen to what they say, because you can.
When they tell you to run, you can.
When they teach you to read, you can.
When they call you out to fight; STOP.

Step 3:    Think you can.
And obey them when they pay you for it, because you should.
When they tell you to be quiet, you should.
When they tell you that you need to fix yourself, you should.
When they ask you to leave them alone; FIGHT.

Step 4:    Maybe you still can.
And when you feel like there’s no happiness, try.
When they tell you that you have responsibilities you’re running from, try.
When they tell you to stay up all night for others, try.
When they make you suppress all your urges; CRY.

Step5:    You can.
And when you’re greeted by the end of days, smile.
When they tell you you’re sick and you need treatment, smile.
When they ask you to swallow your pills, smile.
When they ask you to wake up one last time; DIE.



Democracy and Freedom walked into a bar, inappropriately leaning on each other. Democracy, her clothes too short; Freedom, she just looked too hot. Right sat to the right side of the bar; Speech glanced nervously at Freedom from afar. His stare, not one of perversion but awe; he’d never seen someone so unafraid of the law. The law of the land, the king of all who could stand. Whose name they mustn’t utter (among many things that they couldn’t); there was but one definitive feature; Saffron was the color of this abominable creature.

On a corner table, Nationalism sat quietly, dealing cards; his hungry eyes overflowing with emotion. How shamelessly provocative of Freedom to dress, the way that she had, her top; backless! Democracy stood, a silent observer, her friend soon to be a victim of the incessant murmur. Saffron, enraged, Nationalism at his side; he walked up to Freedom, about to say something snide. Speech and Right, they couldn’t silently stand; together they walked up to Freedom, one stood at each hand.

What then ensued was a short battle indeed. Freedom, Right and Speech were crushed in a stampede. Little had they known they never did stand a chance; it had been but a silent moment of romance.

Democracy wrote in the headlines the next day;

“Anti-National elements threatening me were dealt with the Right way.”


“Question with boldness even the existence of God; because, if there
be one, he must approve of the homage of reason than that of
blindfolded fear.” – Thomas Jefferson
Throughout the history of the world, there have been great people, who
understand the one we call God. They have tried their best to explain,
to help us understand, but explanation itself, is a diminishing of
knowledge, for knowledge can be acquired only when attained in
isolation; especially when it comes to something so intriguing, so
mysterious. I believe, that to understand something so complicated,
you have to reach to the level of enlightenment, of clarity, that
those great people have had.
Which is why I know that even though I might not be in a position to
answer this, I shall always think about it, because I know myself, and
then there is only this ‘force’, left to know, to understand. Yes, I
believe that within everybody is a soul, and each with its own level
of positive energy. What compliments the positive, according to me, is
not some negative energy, but the lack of positives, a void. What I
see as the ‘force’, is the sum of all this positive energy, that some
of us call, God.
Each soul is interconnected, each dependent on the other, one’s
actions determining the other’s possible futures. There must be, I
believe, a set of rules that nature follows, that bind each one, that
determine the outcome of our actions, thus making the concept of
karma, fate, destiny, believable to me.
There are those who believe that all are one, and that each person is
just one being, from different times. As interesting as this may be,
I’d say it couldn’t be, because if all the souls are one then, all the
‘force’ is, is the division of positives among the same life form,
which would at some point come to mean that there is no change, that
everything is static; all change, just a perception.
Some do believe that God is one supreme power, one being above the
rest, the creator, the origin of life. However I choose to disagree,
because I believe, that there cannot be a complete unison of this
‘force’, for the amount of positive energy accumulated would be too
much.  If there ever were to be, a single force, the void would be
lost; all that would remain would be the positive, which would then
cease to exist, for a lack of complementary substance, the lack of a
need to be.
Thus this force, the interdependence, the unison and the connection
are enough to partially satisfy my thirst for this knowledge, my need
to understand the eternal ‘force’, the rules that govern nature. But
yet I say that I have not seen an iota of the truth, because I know
myself, and I know that I see all there is, but the question that
remains unanswered is why?  We drive our world on emotions like love
and hate, but where do emotions emanate from? Why is it that we dream?
For dreams take us to places we could never have seen, but sometimes,
places that exist. We consider ourselves to be such a complex being,
but think of the complexity of this interconnection, of this ‘force’,
we are nothing compared to it. Sometimes we believe that we understand
because we think that we know about something, because we were told,
because we saw. However, we fail to realize that there is an
inconspicuous yet huge difference between knowing and understanding.
We have more void than substance, thus believing that we understand is
mostly an assumption.
Now, there are those whom we call atheists; the ones, who don’t
believe in god, who do not think there is an external force, or a
‘force’ otherwise, that affects the world; that there are no rules to
govern nature. It would all be correct, and all be true for me, unless
I were to say that nature was the rules, that everything  around us,
is not something we have made, or something given exclusively to us,
but rather, something  formed through the culmination of the ‘force’.
I’d never say that God exists, that there is a higher power, but I
shall always stand by the interconnection of souls, the spirit of
reality, the force of positivity, the belief that each heart, each
mind, is in love with the other, needs the other, and depends on it
because I know, that I do not understand. That I am significantly
distant from the truth, that my questions, my dreams, even though not
my whole reality, are a part of the undeniable and vaguely visible
truth, the truth of love, the truth of the ‘force’.

A million melodies of life..

When your life’s never been this fast,
Never seen this lane,
And it’s come this far.
Now it shall never be the same…

Waging wars upon a sinking ship,
While the passers by,
Stand and watch it rip.
There’s none to hear the last war cry…

A road so dark and silent like a grave,
While you walk down right through it’s heart,
Not seeing it come,you’re hit by a wave.
Washing you back right to the start…


And in the end,

It’s a million melodies,

Leaving you, as did every friend.
Letting go till all existence does cease…