You begin saving the world by saving one person at a time; all else is grandiose, romanticism or politics
-Charles Bukowski.
The world, it is chaos. Everyday, we are struggling, struggling to get through the day and trying to fall asleep at night.
What are we running towards? The simple task set ahead of us is the direction we should be running towards. Once you reach it, what do you do then? Set yourself another task and start running towards it.
All our life, we keep running, never really knowing when to stop or why we really need to stop.
This is madness.
People who stop in the middle, giving up even before they realize their destiny, one of the bravest souls of all.
What is beyond this earth? If you lose your life, do you roam around as ghosts? Or the people who have unfinished business are the only ones roaming as ghosts? Do you get a chance at another life? Or do you just fade away? What is it? Freedom or prison?
Silence...
It's blank. Unknown.
Theories have been made. Experiments with proof. Movies with stories untold. But, we don't know. It's a clean slate until you decide to jump in. That too, willingly.
That is courage.
Or maybe weakness, the sour taste of failure. We never know.
We stand by ourselves, our own two legs. The path we are walking on, is crowded. More often than not, we walk without any support and push people down on the process. They get trampled upon even before they can utter out a cry for help.
They are silenced. When the lights are no more available.
We all strive for originality, tearing ourselves open and trying to be ourselves. But we are doing is trying to make sure no one follows us, do the same stuff we are doing. We are not striving for originality, we are clearing the path, blocking it for anyone else.
No one can stand alone. In the hardest of times, that's what we are supposed to do. We have to stand alone.
But having a shoulder to lean upon may not always be bad. We all yearn it, carve for it in a way that goes unnoticed by us. Even the person who stands alone all the time, can feel the tingles when someone lets them know that they are there for them.
That's what we are supposed to do. Let them know that you are there for them, let them you know care. Help them not break down. Be their hope, their beacon of light. It might just be a hug or a simple "Love you" with a smile or sharing your favorite food with them or taking time to talk to them. Do it.
Save a life.
No-one has ever become poor by giving.
-Anne Frank.
With all my love,
L.S.
-Charles Bukowski.
The world, it is chaos. Everyday, we are struggling, struggling to get through the day and trying to fall asleep at night.
What are we running towards? The simple task set ahead of us is the direction we should be running towards. Once you reach it, what do you do then? Set yourself another task and start running towards it.
All our life, we keep running, never really knowing when to stop or why we really need to stop.
This is madness.
People who stop in the middle, giving up even before they realize their destiny, one of the bravest souls of all.
What is beyond this earth? If you lose your life, do you roam around as ghosts? Or the people who have unfinished business are the only ones roaming as ghosts? Do you get a chance at another life? Or do you just fade away? What is it? Freedom or prison?
Silence...
It's blank. Unknown.
Theories have been made. Experiments with proof. Movies with stories untold. But, we don't know. It's a clean slate until you decide to jump in. That too, willingly.
That is courage.
Or maybe weakness, the sour taste of failure. We never know.
We stand by ourselves, our own two legs. The path we are walking on, is crowded. More often than not, we walk without any support and push people down on the process. They get trampled upon even before they can utter out a cry for help.
They are silenced. When the lights are no more available.
We all strive for originality, tearing ourselves open and trying to be ourselves. But we are doing is trying to make sure no one follows us, do the same stuff we are doing. We are not striving for originality, we are clearing the path, blocking it for anyone else.
No one can stand alone. In the hardest of times, that's what we are supposed to do. We have to stand alone.
But having a shoulder to lean upon may not always be bad. We all yearn it, carve for it in a way that goes unnoticed by us. Even the person who stands alone all the time, can feel the tingles when someone lets them know that they are there for them.
That's what we are supposed to do. Let them know that you are there for them, let them you know care. Help them not break down. Be their hope, their beacon of light. It might just be a hug or a simple "Love you" with a smile or sharing your favorite food with them or taking time to talk to them. Do it.
Save a life.
No-one has ever become poor by giving.
-Anne Frank.
With all my love,
L.S.
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