Who You Are

You may never know who you really are until the last moments you’re alive. Scary? Or relieving? Well, that depends on how you see your life. If you’re scared that you may never know who you are, that mostly means you have a heart of an angel. If you’re relieved that you may never know who you really are, then it’s clear that you may not have done things the way you wanted to in life.

Never be relieved about the fact that you may never learn the truth. It’s a curse that ignorance casts on you to receive short lived bliss. Don’t fall for it, never run away from who you really are. Don’t ignore your qualities, good or bad. Nourish the qualities which radiate goodness and malnourish your bad ones. Ah, the task now is, to identify what is good and bad. Unfortunately, you have to make this judgement call yourself. Be willing to bet that you can identify what is good and bad, for this, will truly tell you who you really are.

The Horror of Destiny

“One often meets destiny on the road he chose to avoid it.” This statement not only reflects truth, but harsh reality. The turtle from king fu panda really was genuinely wise after all.

‘Destiny’ is another blunt concept of life which holds no true meaning. If you were born in a family who owns a bookstore, you conveniently say, ‘it’s my destiny, or fate.’ When one says ‘I will change my destiny,’ I can’t help but laugh. You can’t change your destiny, you can only choose to pursue it. You can only choose IT. Destiny was never fixed, never told to you. It’s just a concept you think is imposed on you before you were born.

Of course, you can choose your path, your passion, but that doesn’t mean you’ve changed anything. It means you’re creating something. Understand that destiny is to be created, made, not changed.

Obviously, a peach seed will give rise only to a peach tree, and all humans will eventually die, so that’s my destiny. To die. Even if you do make that argument, YOU can select the WAY you die my friend. Always remember, almost everything in life is in your hands. Don’t cry over what’s not in your control, rather, embrace what you have.

It All Starts With a Question

One can make an argument and say, life itself is a question. What’s its purpose? The thing is, you make your purpose. You aren’t sent here with a pre existing goal, you make one. How do you make your purpose? Well, with a question.

As children we all asked weird questions and cringed upon them later, but those moments are what define us today. When children see something fascinating, it’s a given that they ask their parents what it is. The answer they give, is what turns children’s fate.

Mommy, what is that? Oh dear it’s a dreadful cat. Mommy what is that? It’s a beautiful cat dear. These influences are what makes us who we are. The questions you ask, the answers you get, all decide your fate.

Now, as an adult, you have the chance to curb your own fate with your own answers to your questions. Never stop being curious, for when you do, that will truly mean you are dead. Always spark your brain with knowledge. All you have to do, is ask a question.

My Perfectly Twisted World

Is the world is a good place? Is it a bad place? Neutral? The world we live in, is pathological. It does not have it’s own personality, but it’s pathological. The world works on principles created by humans, not an angel. If the engine of the world is pathological, the world itself is bound to be the same.

We consume ourselves through ego, we run behind money, fame, name. All just for temporary ecstacy. Without different gear sizes, a clock won’t work. In the same way, without bad people, good people, or neutral people, the world cant work. Aimless dreams such as ‘I’ll make everyone kind’ is not possible. Influencing a group is different from influencing the world. Bad people will be replaced, and so will good people.

How is this world perfectly twisted? No one will call themselves a bad person, and good people will never say they’re good. At the end of the day, neutral answers are given to us, just to maintain equilibrium. If it’s not maintained, fear of getting killed, or betrayed arises.

My twisted world is perfect, perfect for survival, for it is the one that created that concept. You must survive in this world, but also, try to live too. Live with all your heart. Try to treat the world’s pathology, or at least try not to add to it.

Man – The Friendly Beast

 

If you ask a child what a beast is, he most certainly will describe a grotesque, horrifying looking creature who haunts his dreams. When you ask a grown man what a beast is, he will point at wanted criminals and psychopaths. A woman may call her husband a beast, a student may call his teacher a beast, an employee may call his boss a beast. What is the similarity between all these interpretations? All of them revolve around the perception of hatred and fear.

Man is capable of creating unimaginable terror. War, a concept created by man in hope to reach peace. What an oxymoron I say. Thinking back to how wars have started leads me to only think, isn’t a man in his raw self a beast? They say we evolved from savage wild Neanderthals but when you ask people what a beast is they don’t point at themselves? The only thing evolved is greed with a pinch of intelligence seasoned with selfishness. Use your intelligence to save the world? Yes, but through wicked means of backstabbing and betrayal which blossoms from lack of trust and suspicion.

Tigers, lions, predators at the top of the food chain are tamed and stripped of their natural, beautiful, beastly self to be reduced to entertainment. The one who tames a Beast has to be one as well. Why is the beastly nature of these predators beautiful? They only embrace the monster when hunger reached out for their neck, when the outside tries to take their life away.

 It is not a bad thing that humans have a beast inside them, but the decision of nurturing it, is wrong. You must learn to tame it. Nurturing your beast only leads to the birth of unhealthy thoughts which later personify into disturbing actions.

If you ask me what a man is, I’d describe him as nothing but a beast. He has rage, selfishness and hatred all bottled up inside of him, and is always ready to explode, as he consistently expects the worst. I say man is a beast, but it is your choice to make him a friendly one. Man always signs a contract with horned emotions by default, but it’s a choice to break it, and create a new contract with love and self-control. Shave the hair off of your inner beast, that’s when you begin to embrace, the real friendly monster.