Based on actual events: A lady of difficult virtue

She laughed, laughed hard, laughed loud ... laughed in mockery of the silly lines that were thrown at her .... There will be no action for that guy tonight ... not until he has polished his game ... She kills, she dies ..... Dies every time a person takes her for granted or tries to take her for a ride ... there is no riding over this lady ... no manipulating or deceiving ... she is what she was and will be what she is ... Over the centuries she has remained the same ... We have already started crying at the jokes that were told a thousand years ago but she is still laughing ... probably will be for a long time ...

She is not understandable ... well at least for most she is not ... few have learn`t to get the best out of her, but most have no idea how to get any of her at all ... She longs and she wishes; wishes that one day it will all be over ... but it wont ... for the end of one is just but the beginning for another ... She is tragically the oldest young person to dwell among us. She will be blamed and will never be loved

This is her tragedy ... the hand that was dealt to her ... the reality she must live with and can probably never change ... She is a lady ... A lady of virtue ... As opposed to what we would like ,she is a lady of difficult virtue .... One we cant push around ... for those who tried before us failed horrendously .... Its time we stepped up our game and respectfully tried to understand her ... For she is not going anywhere .... SHE IS LIFE

Of Men and Brutes

Conventional and unconventional tactics are usually championed on two fronts and by two different groups of people : The men, who like to identify with the conventional ways and choose to propagate the principles of convention, making arguments on the lines of rationality which serves as a masquerade for selfish interests and silly bureaucracy. The brutes on the other hand are opposed to the men and prefer to preach the doctrines of unconventional tactics on the lines of effectiveness and "you cant save everybody".This direct difference in ideology often gives rise to confrontation between both parties.

The concept of diplomacy, negotiations, etc are terms that are very familiar in the men`s quarters .. Terms that are quite frankly ambiguous and invoked only in defense of issues, places and people that support or accept the teachings of the men ..... Terms like crush, kill, destroy,etc are more commonly used in circles of the brutes, as they will go to any and very extreme extents just to meet a goal or accomplish an objective .... This ideology has often proven to be counter productive with catastrophic results ....

As no ideological doctrine has proven to be completely effective, it might be necessary for humans to remain open at all times and ready to invoke the teachings of any of the two groups pending the situation. As diplomacy has very often failed, men might be forced to become brutes and as barbarism has not always been successful, brutes might be forced to negotiate ... Thus humans must examine every situation properly and choose a method of resolution, for within every human, there is a man and a brute ......

As the world turns

As the world turns it becomes clearer to me that things will continue to get more blurry .... An individual`s ability to perceive things in the true sense will continue to decline until "the true sense" will no longer be definable. The world is dangerously descending to a confusing state of chaos and insanity. A situation which will swallow all those who work by sight and not by thought.

As Plato extensively described in his theory of forms, a perfect world exists only in the thoughts of people as that is the only criteria humans can use to measure the degree of perfectness in this very imperfect world .... Therefore, as the world is very clearly becoming more blurry, humans must begin to consult with their world of forms much more often to guide them and let them know the degree of accurateness in any situation ... This is a cause for serious concern as many human beings have completely forgotten how to consult with the Utopian state that exists in their minds. A situation which automatically leaves them at the mercy of the blurry world which is literally deteriorating into a completely void state ...

The need for human beings to return to the basic foundations of fundamental thought has never been more important ... The pillars of wisdom which still holds men like Plato , Socrates, Aristotle and the likes up high are not yet extinct(but are on the endangered species list). As the world turns its not going to get any more clearer, and we are not going to get any less dizzy . The only compass you can rely on for the right bearings are your thoughts ... Getting in touch with them at this time might be imperative to your continued existence as a rational being ...

He wrote : The autobiography of an isolated cynic

He wrote because he spoke no language ..... When he tried to communicate they never understood him ... As an isolated outcast he grew closer to his pen, closer to his pad, and closer to his thoughts ... Existing only in the mental company of this dynamic trio, a unique and unexplainable bond began to form ... He studied the ways of the pen and the greatness of the pad, while traveling to the depths of his thoughts in search of an explanation ..

His attempts at normal communication were met with major failure, as no one could speak the language of the dynamic trio .....Thus he wrote even more ..... As he progressed in life he made a pleasant discovery: There were others out there who also spoke their own languages .. people whom he had assumed did not exist ... They spoke Languages which also resulted in the isolation of their thoughts .... Thus they sang, thus they drew, thus they painted, and of course thus they wrote ...

He wrote, still writes and will write forever ... for that is his outlet to speak .. To let it all out .. To compensate himself with a mental friend ... As he has had limited progress in speaking the language of the majority, they have also not been able to learn much of his own language .. But the discovery of others has been a significant finding, as he knows that he is not alone in being alone ... Therefore, until the majority can comprehend his dialect, the dynamic trio shall be his only friends .... Thus he shall write

In The looking glass

As I`m sitting and listening to the stories tellers tell, i am captivated and desperately trying to decipher this particular story tellers tale ... So vivid yet so confusing ... With a shocking attention to detail, her descriptive skills will put Patricia Cornwell to shame. She scares me and i wonder why.

The story continues with precision and skill ... There is no going off point for this teller ... not in the least ... Even though we wished she would veer off just a little, she continues to hit the nail on the head ... continues to spread that strange discomfort that is associated with truth .... The silence gets louder until the only thing we can hear is the sound of her unvoiced message ...

Many run away in in fear and confusion ... A little to much to handle ... Others turn up the music so they don't have to listen to the message ... But the question is not if your hair is done properly or if you got your tie on straight ... The question is what do you hear when you stare deep into that looking glass ... It just might be that uncomfortable tale that she very quietly tells ....

The blessing of a curse

I navigate through this endless maze of madness, in search of the end, in search of the resolution, in search of closure. I long for the answer to the big question but must answer all these small questions along the way ... I stare in envy and somewhat jealousy of those who have comfortably set up tent with no plans to move anytime soon ..... For they live completely unaware of the fact that they exist in a huge maze .... An unanswered question ... An unending puzzle ..... Ignorance is bliss

I have been blessed with this curse .... To stroll this maze as an outcast ... A man with no tent to call home ... In fighting my inner demons i struggle to console myself, hoping that one day the discovery of the answer will bring me peace, .. will bring me justification, will bring me hope .... So i could finally explain the cause of my actions, so i can finally be accepted in at least one circle of thought ... As i breeze past the settlements, i pretend to be normal .. try to act like everyone else ... but am not .. am just a wanderer on a quest, and they should be to .... Ignorance is bliss

I cant help but wonder if there is only one way out .... the only way in which others "blessed" by the gods have found redemption ... I ponder about that day like a girl about her wedding ..... my redemption, my salvation, my demise, my answer. Yet at the same time i fear the answer like a well know plague ..... I fear it cause i am sure it would devour me alive .... For something somewhere tells me ..... THE ANSWER WILL BE MORE DRASTIC THAN THE QUESTION ...

kill the messenger

"Kill the messenger for the thoughts of man are not sophisticated enough to handle this kind of complicated reality. Let us go to our churches and mosques and synagogues and temples and pray this one out. We don't have to take any action "God" will handle it for us" .... says the rabbi, pastor, imam and high priest

"Kill the messenger for i am truthful enough to admit my fear of the truth. Let us hold hands, unite and work together to continue to live the lie that has served us so well to date, for in "unity" we will progress even if it is further into lies" ..... says the politician

"Kill the messenger because with his death I will be able to get two extra seconds of peace, in denial of the message of truth he brings. Please allow me to squabble in my sorry state of ignorance for just a little while longer. Let me live oblivious of the true facts even though it is obvious that the situation will soon boil over as truth has almost always overcome lies and ignorance"..... says the average human being.

"To fear death, my friends, is only to think ourselves wise, without being wise: for it is to think that we know what we do not know. For anything that men can tell, death may be the greatest good that can happen to them: but they fear it as if they knew quite well that it was the greatest of evils. And what is this but that shameful ignorance of thinking that we know what we do not know?” .. counseled Socrates

Now repeat Socrates words but replace death with truth or reality .....

Until man can overcome his fear of the unknown we will continue to exist only in the know which is a system of lies and deceit. For how long will we continue to kill and silence the messengers of truth in order to evade reality........ Asks Owi :)