"There used to be me,
Now renamed by people.
People decide who real I
Am and plant it back to me."
Life isn't one damn thing after another. It's the same damn thing again and again. It brings you back to same decisive or indecisive moments, successes and failures, truths and fallacies, haves and haves nots. The perpetual dance of life is eternally manifested in Self caught up in circular arena, coming back to same point again and again. One may go out of centre to periphery in sheer moments of enlightenment and self discovery but the rigmarole of life forces and keeps one in these precincts only.
Now renamed by people.
People decide who real I
Am and plant it back to me."
Life isn't one damn thing after another. It's the same damn thing again and again. It brings you back to same decisive or indecisive moments, successes and failures, truths and fallacies, haves and haves nots. The perpetual dance of life is eternally manifested in Self caught up in circular arena, coming back to same point again and again. One may go out of centre to periphery in sheer moments of enlightenment and self discovery but the rigmarole of life forces and keeps one in these precincts only.
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