A Meaningful Incoherency or Word Salad?

Taking a few steps away from the copy-pasted archives and achievements… Read on…

Loneliness has a tale to tell on its own

And now that it's over, a few more thank you's left to be expressed, a few more sorry's left to be asked for and a few more get lost's left to be intended. It all began with being lonely among a crowd and now I don't even feel like a loner because my loneliness is rather 'disturbed' by some unwelcomed good things. I love the way they burst my thought bubble otherwise I would not have been able to get out of the train of thoughts. I don't want to be alone. I know being alone haunts, being alone kills, being alone over-rides you, being alone makes you feel guilty for doing all that you have done or you should have done, being alone succumbs you into the vicious circle of lamentations. People say loneliness gives you pleasure but it is so when it is desired and not an inflicted one by someone else or by oneself.

Nothing is wrong when you see it in the right way

We don’t take decisions which we know would harm us, we don’t want to bring problem to ourselves intentionally. It all happens when the components are subjected under wrong environment and they bring about ruinous reactions. It’s mental chemistry. However wrong chemical reactions can be re-traced back or reasoned, but wrong mental reactions can only be blamed or held culpable.

Human beings basically find it tough to put thoughts in a cohesive and meaningful line

Had they been able to do it, they would have saved themselves and their race from a plentiful of damages. Human mind cannot be controlled or maneuvered. It moves only when it wants to and stays back only when it does not want to. It does not follow inertia of motion or rest. Similarly what we write does not follow a flow, it just gushes out, we type in the words and they are out of our mind, but, they are caged in black and white. Often what people write others can’t understand. Obviously they won’t be able to do so until they align their thought process with that of the writer, which is presumptuously rare.

Philosophy is relative

The way I moved from being an “I” entity to an “Us” or “We” entity in this write-up is gradual and unmindful. I don’t intend to write in first person, second person or third one. I write for every person who wants to feel and for no person who thinks all these to be incoherent. By the way, one of the important attributes of THOUGHTS - They ARE incoherent… so no eye-brow raising or criticizing.

PS - This is an original piece of work sewn by known words and unknown thoughts. If it’s understood in the right way, then I would be happy and if not, then please don’t try to retrace the motive behind writing this. It won’t bear any fruits.