Memory and Solace

Life is strange. Its better to live with some people only in memories.

Human actions and introspection : Spinozian Perspective

''I have laboured carefully, not to mock, lament, or execrate, but to understand human actions; and to this end I have looked upon passions, such as love, hatred, anger, envy, ambition, pity, and the other perturbations of the mind, not in the light of vices of human nature, but as properties, just as pertinent to it, as are heat, cold, storm, thunder, and the like to the nature of the atmosphere, which phenomena, though inconvenient, are yet necessary, and have fixed causes, by means of which we endeavour to understand their nature, and the mind has just as much pleasure in viewing them aright, as in knowing such things as flatter the senses''.

Spinoza from Tactatus Politicus.

Limits of Self-denial!

Theres a thin line between egoism and selflessness. Perhaps extreme form of self-denial and altruism is indistinguishable from selfishness.

Revolution.

What is personal revolution? - The moment you realize that you have actually evolved.

Vengeance

Resentment- He was absolutely drowned in it. His spitefulness and desire for vengeance knew no limitations. For he was wronged in such a way that his soul had been damaged beyond repair. In such a situation life presented him with a choice. Either to save his own soul and try to see the good in everything or to remain spiteful forever and explore the dark and sordid side of other people especially those who have wronged him. As expected he sacrificed his own soul for he had no desire to see the good in bad things. Such is the power of vengeance.

Power of Love.

'It is love that keeps the world together from inside'.

Young Goethe in Love

Monologue.

X: I have deceived myself for you a thousand times. Lost myself in you a thousand times. In search of you I have found myself anew a thousand times. Yet I stand hear today, feeling as empty as ever.
You have thrown me in heaven and hell a thousand times. Many a times you took the life away from my life. Many a times I felt the life flowing out of me. Ecstasy, Joy, Misery and Pain. I have experienced it all. Yet nothing seems to stay.

You ask for my surrender. Well I have already surrendered to my fate. I want you but time and again you throw me back to myself. I want to unveil you but you being the greatest of schemers made me the veil and hid behind it.

I pray ardently but you communicate with me only through the language of silence. Why should I abide by your rules then? Why should I honor you? You gave me enough courage to challenge your authority but not enough to deny you. What kind of justice is this? Love me, despise me, kill me, adore me but just let me know it Lord. Will you ever answer oh dear Lord?


(Just the eerie silence)