Dark Matter

We all have different voices in our heads, like the lover, the practical one, the empathetic one, and the playful one. Sometimes, to get a grip on things and look at things from a detached perspective, I talk to my practical side, a.k.a. the third person.   Here's a poem I wrote for this voice: ****** I carefully save that cash for future, one that seams so bleak.  I fight with my thoughts—should I just be enjoying the present, or continue saving?  Past regrets being my continuous reminders Screaming of all the impulsive decisions I took in shivers I find myself standing with one leg in the future, and one leg in the past,  all the while drowning continuously in present's vast. In these moments of internal chaos, strain & hassle compose. So, I stop and take a step back  Ask myself—what is causing that knack. I realize.. nothing. NOT A FREAKING THING. Putting things in perspective is what I lack. Talking to myself as a third person helps a lot. Most times it'...

01/ The more one desires anything, the more challenges the universe throws, asking, "Show us what you got. Let's see what we're willing to do to make them happen" Those who can accept the simplicity of "it is what it is" are the ones who are smoothly sailing through these challenges. But for those who can't, they find themselves submerged in the sorrow of unfulfilled longing . Perhaps that's why there are more people out there, still searching for love and wallowing in sadness, than those who are content with the absence of it.

“Kabhi kabhi hum mushkil rasta sirf is liye chunte hai, kyun ki humein lagta hai, important cheezein paane ke liye humein mushkil rasta apnana chahiye. Apne aap ko punish karna bahut zaroori samajhte hai... ...But why? Aasaan rasta kyun nahi chun sakte? Kya burai hai us mein? Khaas karke jab us mushkil ka saamna karne ke liye hum taiyaar hi nahi hai!” -Kabir Khan, Dear Zindagi