Learning to Fly.

Everyday I wake and I get to see.
The world is in my face, pressing down on me.
All the people in my way,
All the things that they say.
They keep pushing me down,
I need to get away.

I gotta find a new road, to get out of here,
I'm gonna sail away, overcome my fear.

And nothing can stop me now.

I've got my wings, and I'm learning to Fly,
I may fall down, but I'm still gonna try,
I'm reaching out, for the bright blue sky,
I've found new winds, and I'm learning to Fly.

The people keep changing, yet I stay the same,
The rules may change, but its still the same game.
Everyone wants to win, they keep going on,
Yet even as I lose, I try to stay strong.

Every time that I fall,
I learn to stand up again,
I have my own way to go,
Can't keep playing this game.

And nothing can stop me now.

I've got my wings, and I'm learning to Fly,
I may fall down, but I'm still gonna try,
I'm reaching out, for the bright blue sky,
I've found new winds, and I'm learning to Fly.

Silhouettes, small deeds.
Everything. That must answer to their needs.
Silly thoughts, false dreams.
All thats true, is as weak as glass beads.

Keep going on, as the wind stays strong.
And nothing can stop me now.

I've got my wings, and I'm learning to Fly,
I may fall down, but I'm still gonna try,
I'm reaching out, for the bright blue sky,
I've found new winds, and I'm learning to Fly.



Edit: Oh, I love this song. Its what I wish I could do everyday, just freaking fly away from the chaos of everyday life, and the irritating presence of another human being. The problems of the human race are inescapable and I wish I had wings at times to just get a moment by myself. This song expresses that, its one of those frustrated-at-the-world-and-every-living-thing-in-it moments, and those bore fruit to this song.
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Listening to: Coldplay - Cemeteries Of London
via FoxyTunes

Life, the World and Stupidity.

Why does everyone have to change the world? Whats so wrong with it in the first place that every now and then some other idiot sets out on a quest to "heal" or "bring hope" to it?

I think people just need to sit down and take a look at the world in a more optimistic point of view. I'm not claiming that I'm an optimist, I'm anything but. But what i see these days is a number of people just complaining about their problems of the world and trying to either find something to blame or crib at. Those with better resources set out to change it. Don't try to fix it, if it ain't broke in the first place.

No one ever takes a moment to consider that all thats happening is happening in a continuity which no-matter what we cannot influence. There's a certain rhythm to everything so that it all falls into place. We doing something or for that matter anything is not going to change the course of things. It's akin to trying to build a dam with a bundle of rocks in the middle of the Nile. Its as futile as it is stupid.

I for one am a firm believer in just sitting back and enjoying the ride. Enjoy whatever is happening, its all gonna fall into place somehow. So what if i don't die a billionaire? So what if everyone i know will be disappointed? Big shit. The effect that one person can have on 5.999999billion others is NOTHING, that is unless i can declare war on some country and bring that number down to 4 billion. A few million of us lesser and we'll be better off. I say kill all the politicians, agreed it wont affect the population in a big way, but just watch the intellectuality quotient go through the roof.

Now some other person reading this thought of mine will have another thought going through his head. What a defeatist attitude... (says reader) if we all thought that way, the world will never be a better place. Listen up crackhead, (retorts me) the world doesn't need to be a better place, if you'd just stop thinking of doom and death and opened your eye's to see the million things going right for a normal person in the course of a day you'd love this world. This whole pessimism brainwash is due to the sensationalisation of news. Look how happy we were before Mass Media decided to kill our happiness. All we see now is a headcount on the number of deaths and rapes and whatnots in the world, we've become so paranoid that whenever we see a rose we worry more about the thorns than the beauty of the flower.

Is this what life was supposed to be reduced to? Constantly looking over our shoulders in fear of death or bodily harm? There's an amusing irony in this, on one hand constantly fearing Death, and on the other constantly complaining about Life and how boring and monotonous it has become. Life and Death is an either-or choice, either love your life as you have it and work to improve your own life without trying to change the world, or just quit the world as a whole and overcome your fear of Death.

Its high time we all appreciated this World and all its charms, beauties and opportunities. Every bad thing is just a passing thought, get over it. Life doesn't "suck", all you need is a better outlook. Somehow the value of Life got lost in this mess of modernization, we all need to realize this. The World and Life as a whole needs a new P.R. Rep, bad publicity is all it gets these days.



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Listening to: Red Hot Chili Peppers - Stadium Arcadium
via FoxyTunes

Miss Impossible (by POTF)

Poets of the Fall: Miss Impossible:


She can see about four satellites every minute of the hour
And find a four leaf clover where you never saw a flower
She's habitually paradoxical, a parallel perpendicular

Barefoot in nightgowns, that's how she dances in the rain
Sundown to sundown, like she was washing 'way her pain

As she is beautiful, she's unpredictable
Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her
She is my common sense, revels on decadence
But what's the difference, it's impossible to bait her

She can really be a handful like the brownies that she bakes you
It can be a tad hysterical, but never quite the breakthrough
She's some kind of an epitome, the sea of intranquility

In flimsy nightgowns, barefoot she dances in the rain
Sundown to sundown, like she was washing 'way her pain

As she is beautiful, she's unpredictable
Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her
She is my common sense, revels on decadence
But what's the difference, it's an impossible debate

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Listening to: Poets Of The Fall - Miss Impossible
via FoxyTunes

Epiphany

Sung to the Tune of : Like a Stone by Audioslave.

On a back page, in the book of life
I went to find out about the end.

I had to know where, my life went wrong,
I had to find where the end began.

Instantly, I came to see
My whole life full of regrets.

In this life, I would always be,
One who all will soon forget.

In my life, I had to change,
Everything I'd always been.
Had to be someone, that all could see.
Had to be myself, finally.

And all along, I had known,
This feeling I would die alone.

But to see it, in front of me,
I came to wish it would never be.

And from this time, I would try,
To be the one I was meant to be.

I had to do, what i need to,
To bring my life on the tracks again,

In my life, I had to change,
Everything I'd always been.
Had to be someone, that all could see.
Had to be myself, finally, finally.

And an Angel, will come to me soon,
She will lead me on,
Make sure I don't live alone.
She will find out a way, to keep me sane,
Stand along with me, In this emptiness.

In my life, I had to change,
Everything I'd always been.
Had to be someone, that all could see.
Had to be myself, finally, finally.


Edit: P.S.> I hold this song very close to my heart. It is my first ever original song, and it pretty much reflects my whole life and my transformation and changes. People who've known me in both times will understand this song very well.

And thanks to my friends for making this into a proper song, hope it turns out well.

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Listening to: Audioslave - Like A Stone
via FoxyTunes

God and Religion are not connected!!

I find the whole business of religion profoundly interesting. But it does mystify me that otherwise intelligent people take it seriously. Don't confuse yourselves, its not that I don't believe in God, I believe in my perception of Him and trust my conscience in any case. Its just that Religion is not what its made out to be. I'm spiritual, not religious. Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?

Lets get right down to the point. Religion is the biggest most commonplace con ever created by man. No matter what we say, what we think or what we are trained to believe, the simple truth out there is that Religion is a man made Tool. It was created with the sole purpose of crowd control.

How is Religion the best method for crowd control? Think about it from a basic point of view, as an outsider just observing a phenomenon and idea without a biased or predetermined opinion. When people are generally thinking along the same line, i.e. when their thoughts are aligned on the same track, they are more amicable. When some person comes face to face with people who have the same train of thought they are more likely to listen to that person. As opposed to facing off with a person of a differing opinion.

Somewhere down the History timeline, some incredibly intelligent person must of thought of an amazing technique to get people to think on one similar thought. This thought later progressed into a belief. This belief was finally documented and glamourised into Religion. The Religion we know today is nothing more than a work of fiction created to bring people together and keep them under control and on a tight leash. What better way to bring people together and keep them controlled under one singular banner than to put the fear of God in them? Its religion that made God a person(entity) to fear.

Apart from making up rules for people to live and die by, religion created something that people at that time would look up to. Religion and God was a pure thing until some people, in the now Catholic Church, realised that by personifying God and saying his Son walked on Earth alongwith us mortals so as to "enlighten" us to the ways of the divine One, they could get people to follow strict guidelines. Before this God was a supreme being, an entity in the heaven which never communicated with us directly but chose the means of natural signs and Oracles. The Greeks and Romans worshiped the Gods in their true form. As celestial objects not for us mortals to understand or fathom. They believed that when the time was right all would become clear. History and time would take its course and God would explain all things. This was a time when Science and Religion had a chance to survive side-by-side.

Until Jesus came along, all was well and good, and headed on the right path. Now don't get me wrong here, im not an Anti-Christ or a Heretic of any sort, I just believe that the truth should be put out there for all to see. The idea that ONE person was chosen out of a possible 2 Billion other humans to enlighten the most part of the world which was discovered at that time is simply preposterous. Now remember this is a time when people BELIEVED the world was flat, and that if lightning struck then it was Zues and his impeccable aim. Don't you think that if God actually did communicate with a person, and actually had a problem with science, he would clear everyone's minds by pointing out the world was actually round and lighting was a simple electrical phenomenon. Why would he go about and tell people not to fornicate or want money?

If the 10 Commandments were actually written on stone by God himself, why dint he include one in there to specify cannibalism and holy war? Was the stone to small or did He lack foresight?

The problem we see these days is different religions at loggerheads. Islam declaring war on Christianity in reply to Christianity trying to wipe out Islam from Jerusalem(remember the Crusades?). We see Hindu's and Muslims trying to kill each other while the Chinese are happy with worshiping nature and its forces. The reason we see this is because all these Religions were never meant to mix.

All Religions and God-followers were relatively local phenomenon until trans-continental traveling was discovered. Thats when all the problems began, with all the missionaries and expeditions to convert people to their religion. Let me quote myself here: I don’t like the idea of missionaries. In fact the whole business fills me with fear and alarm. I don’t believe in God, or at least not in the one we’ve invented for ourselves to fulfil our peculiar needs, and certainly not in the ones they’ve invented in America who supply their servants with toupees, television stations and, most importantly, toll-free telephone numbers. I wish that people who did believe in such things would keep them to themselves and not export them to the developing world. Something in the selling of religion is inherently disturbing. The fact that some person would go door-do-door selling a belief(i wont call it a faith, since that would be patronizing a non-existent entity) which he/she has either a. willingly accepted, b. has been told by parent/guardian/educator to accept or c. been forced into by some series of fortunate/unfortunate/non-relevant circumstances. However that person may have come to follow his religion/belief/faith is his and his business alone. It, by no means, gives said person (missionary) to come parading his religion and trying to make a sale at my doorstep.

This is like asking a Britney Spears fan to join the Metallica fan club and on top of that trying to imprint on this person that Britney is the source of all his problems and that by listening to Metallica all his problems will magically disappear. Its ridiculous, if instant conversion meant instant gratification, there would be no such thing as hell.

Now back to the "Local Phenomenon" point. All places needed some banner for people to unite under, so each Religion decided to create one entity to whom God had spoken, the Christians had Christ, the Muslims had Prophet Muhammad, the Jews took Moses. All these people became sort of Local celebrities, and their influence only extended upto their community. When trans-continental travel was created, all these religions decided to branch out to get more recruits, thats when all the problems began and they still persist. If each religion had stayed in its local zone, these problem would never have arisen, imagine the number of conflicts humanity could have averted, the Crusades, Israel/Palestine conflict, Hindu/Muslim wars, World War II.

What I'm trying to say, in the middle of the night, in an extremely round-about way is; Religion lost its essence and purpose of bringing people together when it branched out, when people saw something opposing the ideal imbibed in them since birth, it created conflict, problems and worries. No one will stand and listen if you tell them that their opinion and belief is baseless when theirs in equally stupid, its equivalent to a kid with one arm making fun of a kid with one leg, both are disabled but each think that they are better off.




Endword and Apologies:

Sorry for the long post, but if you've skipped parts of the post without reading the whole body, please regain patience, time and grace; scroll up and read the whole thing.

Excuse me for all the different religions mentioned in this post and for such a brash post. Some people(zealots) may not like this post, but there will always be people too blocked in their mind to open their eyes and look about.

This post is my view point, its my belief. Whatever the readers belief might be, I'm not exactly opposed to it, its your belief after all. But I only wish you read again with an open mind.

P.S.> This would not be a good place to issue death threats by my name, or damn me to hell or warn of bodily harm. Your belief is yours and yours only. My view is mine and mine only. I'm not trying to impose my views on you, I hope you do not aim to do the same.
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Listening to: Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Around The World
via FoxyTunes

Music is my Aeroplane.

When im crying alone, and when im cold as a dying stone.

Grow me a garden of Roses, Paint me the colors of sky and rain. Teach me to speak with their voices. Show me the way and ill try again.

Without you I am nothing at all. And life has the face of a morbid game. With you nothing is impossible, it all seems to fit the frame.

- Poets of the Fall - Roses.

One of my favorite songs. Its quite clear to see why. Although i don't consider myself to be so much of a hopeless romantic, i find this song extremely appealing to my inner Romeo.

There are certain songs which take you places just sitting at home in one place. The capability of music to sent a person to a whole different realm of thought, thinking, understanding, sense, creativity, awareness. After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.

Personally, I feel, there are very few artistes who can express silence in such a divine manner so that it may be branded as music. The ability to express the silence in your mind in a tune and a tone so as to transport those thoughts and ideas through another medium in such a way that the person who pays heed to such "Music" can feel the pain or love, or even hate. This insane talent is given to a few god-blessed people on this planet. We have only seen and recognized a few of such geniuses in our lifetime, and god knows how many have died unknown with their music still inside them.

There's an amazing clarity in my train of thought when I listen to music. I had never realized the role music has played in my life until it actually entered my life. Who would ever have thought that there can be one thing which can not just calm an individual down but also aggravate him and relate with his circumstance. Those who are affected by music can be divided into two classes: those who hear the spiritual meaning, and those who hear the material sound. There are good and evil results in each case.

Somehow it seems Music helps me understand myself better, it puts a sort of rhythm to my life which i needed desperately. I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on without effort, when I am filled with music.

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Listening to: Incubus - Love Hurts
via FoxyTunes

Random Ramblings of a Ravishing Realistic Retard(?)

On Technology:

I am rarely happier than when spending an entire day programming my computer to perform automatically a task that it would otherwise take me a good ten seconds to do by hand. Its true. I've personally never found more joy other than the fact as to how much easier life has become by pasting my face to a computer screen for somewhere in the immediate vicinity of 6 hours a day. Now that I speak of it, it seems like a staggeringly large number. Its some time which can be better spent sleeping or, say, going on the hunt for Nessie(im sure Google with help speed up that process monumentaly).


On God-mongering:

I don’t like the idea of missionaries. In fact the whole business fills me with fear and alarm. I don’t believe in God, or at least not in the one we’ve invented for ourselves to fulfil our peculiar needs, and certainly not in the ones they’ve invented in America who supply their servants with toupees, television stations and, most importantly, toll-free telephone numbers. I wish that people who did believe in such things would keep them to themselves and not export them to the developing world. Something in the selling of religion is inherently disturbing. The fact that some person would go door-do-door selling a belief(i wont call it a faith, since that would be patronizing a non-existent entity) which he/she has either a. willingly accepted, b. has been told by parent/guardian/educator to accept or c. been forced into by some series of fortunate/unfortunate/non-relevant circumstances.

However that person may have come to follow his religion/belief/faith is his and his business alone. It, by no means, gives said person (missionary) to come parading his religion and trying to make a sale at my doorstep.


On Fears:

I've heard an idea proposed, I've no idea how seriously, to account for the sensation of vertigo. It's an idea that I instinctively like and it goes like this. The dizzy sensation we experience when standing in high places is not simply a fear of falling. It's often the case that the only thing likely to make us fall is the actual dizziness itself, so it is, at best, an extremely irrational, even self-fulfilling fear. However, in the distant past of our evolutionary journey toward our current state, we lived in trees. We leapt from tree to tree. There are even those who speculate that we may have something birdlike in our ancestral line. In which case, there may be some part of our mind that, when confronted with a void, expects to be able to leap out into it and even urges us to do so. So what you end up with is a conflict between a primitive, atavistic part of your mind which is saying "Jump!" and the more modern, rational part of your mind which is saying, "For Christ's sake, don't!" In fact, vertigo is explained by some not as the fear of falling, but as the temptation to jump!

This idea in itself is amazing. The fact that the human brain can within a split second go on war with itself to such an extent as to cause physical discomfort leaves a lot of room for us to blame the world's problems on human error. Think about this for a moment and try and imagine, that if the brain is able to contradict itself, how many wrong decisions must a man make in a day, and how many of above mentioned bad decisions must have been of monumental importance to only affect one person, but also the world, and maybe history itself.

Maybe Napoleon felt a weird sense of "vertigo" when he stood at the brink of the battle of Waterloo.


On Media:

It's important to remember that the relationship between different media tends to be complementary. When new media arrive they don't necessarily replace or eradicate previous types. Though we should perhaps observe a half second silence for the carbon record. - There that's done. What usually happens is that older media have to shuffle about a bit to make space for the new one and its particular advantages. Radio did not kill books and television did not kill radio or movies - what television did kill was cinema newsreel. TV does it much better because it can deliver it instantly. Who wants last week's news?

Generally, old media don't die. They just have to grow old gracefully. Guess what, we still have stone masons. They haven't been the primary purveyors of the written word for a while now of course, but they still have a role because you wouldn't want a TV screen on your headstone.


On Humans: (Quotes)

Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so.

The great thing about being the only species that makes a distinction between right and wrong is that we can make up the rules for ourselves as we go along.





Epilogue:

It appears that i may have written several week's worth of blog-posts in one single blog. But I couldn't help myself, these ramblings have been in my head and written down wherever for a long time now, its been a long time coming and feels good to have in print. Or atleast in written base somewhere on the web.

P.S.> Sorry for the grammatical errors and spelling mistakes. Its 3A.M. and my eyes refuse confuse the squiggly red lines and my brain gives it as much passing thought as a fart in a windstorm.


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Listening to: Audioslave - Show Me How To Live
via FoxyTunes

A wrong view of the world.

We all think that this perfect world is created with a perfect purpose and somehow we all have a part to play in this whole game called life, and that somehow, in the smallest way possible, our life has some meaning and each person has a central role in this whole drama of living and this amazing planet we call earth.

Somehow i believe we all are sorely mistaken. The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be. And to that effect our perspective is so skewed that we believe, we hope against hope that WE, nay "I", am somehow important. We believe that somehow we were meant to be here. We justify this logic by placing a phrase like "If the glove fits..." You have no idea how wrong we are.

. . . imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, 'This is an interesting world I find myself in, an interesting hole I find myself in, fits me rather neatly, doesn't it? In fact it fits me staggeringly well, must have been made to have me in it!' This is such a powerful idea that as the sun rises in the sky and the air heats up and as, gradually, the puddle gets smaller and smaller, it's still frantically hanging on to the notion that everything's going to be alright, because this world was meant to have him in it, was built to have him in it; so the moment he disappears catches him rather by surprise. I think this may be something we need to be on the watch out for.

If you try and take a cat apart to see how it works, the first thing you have on your hands is a non-working cat. Life is a level of complexity that almost lies outside our vision; it is so far beyond anything we have any means of understanding that we just think of it as a different class of object, a different class of matter; 'life', something that had a mysterious essence about it, was God given, and that's the only explanation we had. The bombshell comes in 1859 when Darwin publishes 'On the Origin of Species'. It takes a long time before we really get to grips with this and begin to understand it, because not only does it seem incredible and thoroughly demeaning to us, but it's yet another shock to our system to discover that not only are we not the center of the Universe and we're not made by anything, but we started out as some kind of slime and got to where we are via being a monkey. It just doesn't read well.

But keeping that in mind there's also the fact that the world is a thing of utter inordinate complexity and richness and strangeness that is absolutely awesome. I mean the idea that such complexity can arise not only out of such simplicity, but probably absolutely out of nothing, is the most fabulous extraordinary idea. And once you get some kind of inkling of how that might have happened, it's just wonderful. And . . . the opportunity to spend 70 or 80 years of your life in such a universe is time well spent as far as I am concerned.



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Listening to: Audioslave - Like A Stone
via FoxyTunes