Life Drifts By In Lost Momentum
posted by Vishwanath @ 8:29 AM
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Overlooking simplicity for a complex methodology to an ordinary problem which demands an exclusive answer. In a bubble floating around, with an adequate value of surface tension to keep it intact, but what's the point if its pushing towards a big large pin? Mindless jabber, useless talk, gibberish and utter nonsense periodically. Points strung together to make a line, lines placed side by side to make a plane, planes stacked up to create space. A point in that very space buzzing around in a futile frenzy. A predilection for accurate systematics and profound logic, almost perpetually. A little enigma, wrapped up in a piece of green glitter paper, tied up with red satin strings, which still havent been untied coz it seems to be a little too difficult to do because of a constant reason; i would call that.... Absence. It's easier to break things than to make them, i believe its more difficult to maintain what is made. Articles of life wrought from trust and a lil' bit of hardship are tarnished by ignorance and lies. Flaking away, but holding on to my strings of sanity, intricacies of everything, untold... -Vishwanath.
