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GOD, CREATOR? POWER? HOPE? Whatever your name is.

I don't envy anyone but you, you who's sitting somewhere, far from this world, one with everyone and being everyone in one.

I long for that too, you know.

Buddha saw the sufferings of this world and left everything to find the truth, but one can be enlightened within the four walls too with their peach iced tea and a plum cut in two.

It's not always Bodhgaya. Sometimes, it is a darkened room filled with all sorts of noises and voices

No disrespect, but I'm jealous because he did it and he's called great, while I'll do it and be called a loser. Is it a lack of a palace that I don't own? Or is it the patience that I refuse to hold?

I have all the answers; I just don't wanna ask the question.

A person who knows it all would not want to exist anymore, at least not here.

For all I know, people like me find it hard to BE.

Is it the last time I'm on this earth? I want to do everything, yet I am willing to do nothing. I will be missing this dimension, so let me feel everything, but I'm so tired as if I've become everything from the last few centuries. But I can't even say I'm an old soul because if I were, I would have survived the SAMSARA.

But here I am, all over again, all by myself, all on my own.

The universe is almost 13.8 billion years old, and so am I. So should I blast up into atoms again, or try to be more present in this human life?

At least I try.

If I become completely aware of who I am and the actual purpose and meaning behind all of this, I'm afraid I'd want to disappear. Will it be death or will I call it freedom?

_When I mention death, people think I'm suicidal, but to me, dying doesn't mean an end; it's just the end of this body with a certain name, personality, place, and story. Dying is just disappearing (into a new world or an old familiar one). If you ask me, you're not here anymore, but you are somewhere—I'm not sure in what form or shape, but you are maybe in the air, water, wind; perhaps not subconscious, but always there.

For the record, I am not, and will never choose death voluntarily.

So much thinking about the world, so little about my own.

Sometimes I feel like I have cracked the code of this world, become the glitch I wanted to see, a real nightmare, completely aware, which makes me totally detached from it.

So, I try to be in it, to be a part of it, all of it.

Let me get mad about a painting, the food, the place, people, opinions, ideas, and emotions.

Let me enjoy the presence of a cat, a flower, a cow, a tree, before I become one of these — altogether.

To avoid this existentialism, I have befriended escapism.

If I want to run away, they say I am wasting my potential, but isn't everything going to be a waste in the end? I won't be here, nor will my potential. Who is to decide my potential? How is it limited to earning money and promotions? I am really happy and truly grateful to be alive, but in a world where people see items, status, position, money as everything, how do I survive?

I am too scared to discover the self; I know where it will lead me, or what it will make me.

The map of my soul will take me to places I'm not supposed to be... today, but maybe someday. Until then, let me enjoy the illusions in my head, all the versions of ME walking around.

The love, the hate, the pain, and the rage will keep me human. The body I have and the soul I am will only keep the ground off from where I stand.

I don't have any desires as such and I was never really attracted to material possessions, so why can't I attain Nirvana?

If I do, where will I go? I'm still at peace with myself, but would that be some different kind of peace? How will it feel, and how would I be able to feel it? Will I become one with the Creator, or is the Creator just a part of creation, like all of us? Will I become nothing and exist within nothingness? Will there be light? Would I be able to see it? These are some questions I don't want to know the answers to; somehow, somewhere, I am too sure of what the answers would be, and that will pull me out of this labyrinth, which will be the death of me. The only kind of wedding that I will accept with eternity.

I am divorced with this world anyway.

"Our death is our wedding with eternity." - Rumi.

Anyway, in the meantime, I’ll make my peace with pizza. Yum!

(I don’t like pizza)

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If dreaming a dream is a crime, then sure I am the one who is guilty

I am not afraid to walk on a road less travelled

It doesn't matter how much you doubt my ability

Perhaps our ideas, they create a lot of disparity

But when did being different become wrong?

Can't we all just be ourselves and do what we really want?

If I don't choose your path, doesn't mean I'm lost.

Everything will be when it's meant to be, far from all this negativity, the only person I wanna believe is me.

Don't close the door, I'll go and I'll be free!

Here comes my way, another day and I am ready like the bale of hay

Well that's life, someday you fall, one day you rise

I am not just crying for the moon, I know me and I'll do what I choose, I'll always pay the price.

Over anything, Above anyone.

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RACHEL KAREN GREEN

A fictional character and one of the six primary characters featured in the American sitcom F.R.I.E.N.D.S, is played by Jennifer Aniston.

I am no paleontologist, but I will dig deep into this character. Why? Because most people seem to not like her or think she was too, just too. Many believed she was into her looks; some might say she's a little spoiled. I even heard somebody say she had chubby ankles. (What do you mean it's just one person and that's Ross Geller?) Come on, give me a break. Not a breakup, though, just a break from stereotypes. Now I hear people saying their favorite character is Chandler or Joey, and trust me, Chandler is mine too. But as I grew up, I found Rachel to be more like us, like all of us. Everyone was somewhere fictional, and we could tell, but not her.

She used to get jealous when her ex dated someone else; she made stupid decisions that landed her in trouble. She used to exchange gifts and get what she actually liked, and she thought about herself too, which is what makes her human. A human is never perfect; we have flaws, and we don't always care about other people's feelings. Sometimes we make mistakes, and that is exactly why I found her very relatable.

She's a real one to start her life all over again at 25, and remember, she got her first office job when she was 28 years old, and we think life ends if we do not get a job right after graduating.

Rachel, as a character, is an imperfect person; she was not all cookies and cream. She used to cry over small things (Rachel always cries), she would get mad, she had fun, and she was silly while being passionate about her work. Gotta love her!

Also, Aniston played it so well that it would be an understatement if I said she is a great actress.

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HUMANITY? HUMA-UNITY.

Let us unite with each other and remind ourselves what it is to be human. Are we here just to exploit resources, or is there something more to it?

So, humanity? Huh, looks like we have heard that before! Now, what is it really?

To help a woman in need,

to feed the animals on the streets,

or to actually stand up for people,

or to raise our voices against mistreats?

Well, according to Google, the very first result we see is that- it is a quality of being humane, which is to show compassion and kindness. Did you notice something here? A quality of being "humane." This was the first meaning of the word "humanity." There isn't even an another word; just being human simply stands for being kind.

In a perfect world, if you're a human, you are kind; that's what it means to be a human. But the world isn't so perfect, and it doesn't have to be.

The only thing that sickens me is how we are forgetting what humanity is. And it's not just about helping others, as we know. I know we have all heard, 'Okay, be kind, be helpful.' That's humanity. But hear me out: humanity can also be an individual effort. If you're not happy within yourself, you're only going to hurt others.

Yes, big surprise! Sometimes, humanity is a matter of personal growth too, and it's all related to the welfare of others.

Here's how: if we don't work on ourselves, we tend to unleash that anger and insecurities on others, it gives rise to an another set of individuals who are just as insecure and mad as you, and soon it turns into a cycle of hate—a bunch of frustrated people roaming around, heads down, with no smiles. We lack the ability to sympathize with each other, and years of misunderstanding have led us to this day, where we witness obscene things like wars, animal abuse, emotional abuse, and also natural degradation in the name of development. This is because we have clearly forgotten the core quality of being human, which is to coexist respectfully with all other living beings.

It's a new age of artificial intelligence with artificial people.

Be kind to humans, be kind to animals, be kind to trees, be kind to the hills, be kind to the rivers and most importantly, be kind to yourself; only then can you be kind to others.

Let's not forget that we are here to help each other and lead each other home—a home we all came from and a home we are all going to go.

The least we can do is respect and be kind to all beings; if you can't be good to anyone, just don't be bad to them. Just like in the movie Bambi, Thumper said, "If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all."

We, as humans, are born very simple, but as we grow, we make our lives and ourselves very complicated. By the time we get to know the real deal, it's already time to go.

I see and hear so many horrible things every single day that make me wonder if the word 'humanity' still holds its meaning.

I'm starting to understand why Buddha left his palace and all worldly material in search of salvation. He did not just see the sufferings of this world; he understood it.

Humanity was lost long ago; the only way to revive it is to look deeper into ourselves and realize who we really are: a true compassionate consciousness in a human body.

We don't "have" a soul; we "are" a soul in a human body.

A truly magical being consumed by greed. Our true motive is to help each other, be a little judgmental, and a lot more kind, especially to animals and nature, our partners in life. There is a different kind of world far away from this world of lies, betrayals, killings, and cruelty. Let's not forget the end game. Let us be human to ourselves and heal so that we do not break someone else.

"My humanity is bound up in yours, for we can only be human together." - Desmond Tutu

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LIFE IS A LIE

You have been trapped inside a circle

Wanting something, running behind an invisible goal

With a twist, it's nothing less than a circus

Too obsessed with the outside world, no room for the soul

Nobody counts your failures and success at the end

What do you want? who are you competing with?

Put the money back, have some kindness to lend

Open your eyes, you're just an actor playing a skit

Above the sky, below the ground

I have seen nothing but empty space

There are no kings, no slaves, no crowns

We are one in all, all in one, the only beauty we need to embrace

This consciousness, it is such a blessing

To feel, to dream, to smile, to cry

Recognise your light, you will make the sun shy

Don't be chained to the limits of your own mind, spread those wings, shed those fears , fly little sunshine

This universe so old, beautiful but cold

As big as your heart, million secrets it holds

Look in, unlock your true self, it's now due

Life's a lie, the only truth is you

Live, laugh.. soon you'll be gone, stating nothing new

Life's a lie, the only truth is YOU.

I was 17 when I wrote this poem. I thought I had understood life, totally unaware of what was happening outside. A seventeen-year-old had no idea about how cruel this world could be. Kindness, empathy, and even sympathy are so rare. What did I know? How long must I suffer?

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You're like a star to me, so beautiful, so shiny, so distant, so magical and so dead.

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No, I am more like living life with awareness, where I know that nothingness is all I am going to get in the end, and in the end, nothing will be left, which includes my sins too. "Searching" for happiness itself is a result of a lack of happiness, if you have to look out for it, in items, people, places.. then umm...

Camus, my friend, finding something to live for doesn't mean it has to have a meaning. Life is a circle we keep coming back to, and that's the kind of familiarity I'd love to enjoy.

Look up, there's nothing, dig in the earth, all the way down, there is nothing, we die, and it's nothing. If everything is nothing then let me enjoy this consciousness. To be a human itself is to be something. The only reminder that keeps me sane and going.

I will live, I will be happy, I will be sad, I will be angry; this makes me human.

How can I not enjoy this role of a human that I've got for a limited period of time? I must live while I can think, before I go back to my real place, where there is nothing, and I'm one with everything.

All in one, one in all.

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"MENTAL PEACE"

Product details: A very light, soothing, satisfactory feeling, bringing peace to the corners of the mind.

Product Dimensions: Could be anything; it comes in all shapes and sizes.

Brand: Walnut - if you know, you know.

Capacity: Depends (on you) - it could be lifelong or too short.

Star Rating: 🌞🌞🌞🌞🌞/🌞🌞🌞🌞🌞.

Colour: Whichever you can see, whatever you like.

In a very chaotic world like this, a business selling mental peace would be top-notch.

There will be customers globally, beyond the borders. Unfortunately, it's not something we can just buy; if it were, the rich would have it all, and we would still be struggling to obtain it. Haha! Good thing we can just buy it with our own mind and state. It's not out there; it's only in here, in our ability to cope with situations, suffering, and bad moments in our life.

We take everything so seriously that we forget about the whole point of life, which is to BE. Just simply be.

Why the mental peace is so important?

Because we need it to handle all the craziness in the world.

And not go crazy ourselves.

How to find that ounce of mental peace?

Now I am going to get straight to the point here: no bookish steps, journal, walk, or exercise. Although those are also ways to achieve it, sometimes the simplest things can give you what you really need.

Just do what you love; yes, it’s that simple.

Anything, no matter how small or big, just do it as you like, UNAPOLOGETICALLY.

If you love cooking, bake a brownie.

If you love plants, go water them.

Like watching movies? "Crazy stupid love" is one of the classics, just saying.

If you love make up, doll up.

If you like to read, fall in love with that fictional character. (I know you do)

If you like to party, don't let anyone judge you for that.

If you wanna stay in, it's okay to just lay in bed.

Anything that makes you happy, do it; it does not have to make sense to anyone else.

Knowing that not everything can be yours is totally fine. Knowing that you can't be everything is fine too. We think too much about something and suffer twice: by worrying and then by actually going through it. Now, I know you can't stop worrying sometimes, but what's the point of obsessing and getting anxious over something you have absolutely no control over?

Be so happy and secure within yourself that nothing from the outer world can destroy your mental health.

'Ships don't sink because of the water around them; they sink because of the water that gets in them.'

A very famous quote; however, the author remains unknown. One of my personal favorites that helps me keep sane and not let the negativity of the world drown me.

Everyone says we are all going to die someday, so we must live, but the even more important part is we don't know when. It's both terrifying and peaceful. Now that we don't know when it's going to be the end, we can be in the moment and take all of it less seriously.

True mental peace comes from being secure; you have to limit the importance you give to the outer world to prevent it from bothering you internally.

The world is cruel, roses are dead, and the sky ain't blue, but don't let it pull you down; remember to be kind to you too.

Today, tomorrow, and for many more tomorrows.

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Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts!

How many more are left?

Where do I steal some joy from? I've already got a bag full of sorrow that I've theft.

Why do I have all of these thoughts

from the moment I wake up to the moment I close my eyes?

I now need something to shush my mind!

There is a pile of thoughts, and I think

I'm losing focus; I'm losing all of it.

Let me be free—free from these chains, for I am becoming a prisoner and visitor of my own brain.

"Thinking as I write this but not really thinking what I should be thinking, something that I can't fight with."

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Will I ever go back? To the place I once called home, there is something in this air I can't take anymore..

This rotten soil has made my soul rotten; oh how I wish to drown in the memories that I have long forgotten.

"This Everest never rests."

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Shall we?

Meet my friend Joy and his biggest enemy, Comparison. As you know what they say, "Comparison is the thief of joy."

Well, literally in this case!

We live our lives comparing this to that, here to there, only to end up with nothing. Why can't we just live for ourselves once and not care about people's opinions or standards? We are here for us, we do things for us, and then ruin it by comparing ourselves to somebody else. It never made sense to me how somebody owning something better than you is a reflection of your failure.

Everyone is different—our struggles, our skills, and our own pace—and it is totally fine. It's you who should decide whether to run, walk, or even crawl. After all, it's your own race, and you are the only one who has to finish it. If you keep looking at others, you might fall. Just like the game of chess, when it ends, everybody goes in the same box: the KING, QUEEN, AND THE PAWNS.

A rose is beautiful, and so is the tulip, but if you put them together and start comparing them, it will only ruin their beauty.

We came from one place, and we will go back to the same, so there should be no rush to win or lose. We just have to live, and it's so simple that we don't even want to accept it. We try to complicate life by comparing ourselves to others.

"The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves". — Alan Watts.

Now, let's talk about contentment on the other hand. It's easy peasy lemon squeezy, isn't it? We don't have to do anything for this; we just have to feel it. Being satisfied and content with what you have now or who you are today does not mean you stop working for a better tomorrow; it just means you are happy and grateful for what you have now while you hustle for much better things. We can never be really happy if we cannot be secure with what we have today.

Now, I understand that sometimes we may think, 'Oh, my friend has got a new house while I'm still struggling to pay the rent this month,' or 'Why is he earning more than me when we are doing the same work?' Well, I really do get all these emotions, and it's fine too, but drowning in the same emotions is not. Even the seasons change, and so will you. If every time spring comes and think, 'Why am I not cold like winter? When will I get that pretty snow like December?' would you like that? Would that be fair? No. Of course not, because spring itself has it's own charm and qualities. It's the season of rebirth of nature, and nature is not just flowers and trees; we are nature too. Just like nature doesn't compare, we shouldn't either. We are here for a limited period of time; instead of making it worthwhile, we keep comparing ourselves to others; it's a never-ending cycle.

There's a very famous quote by Dave Ramsey that goes like, "We buy things we don't need with money we don't have to impress people we don't like."

No further explanation needed, right?

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W-hen the screaming stops, the wondering locks

O-f all the things I've ever wanted I have never wanted to be strong

R-iver out of all my salts, 5 ft standing alone yet so tall

D-arling, what has the world caused you, who's at fault?

S-aved by none, trying to save all.

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This is the whole point, that is the whole point then chasing a sole point.. making the soul void

For one thing one can't seem to avoid?

Wishing to get that, grieving to lack that, mess in the mind pulled up to high stack!

Must hold on till the night is down just like that sun

the life itself has become - when the point absolutely is none.