those Fractions....of a "second"

Its all up there .....in that small box between your ears....

like it used to be...

numerous phases come in that organism's life whom we refer to as "human"

...almost every single day.....moment by moment....which then become days....weeks ...months...n then years..,

some moments...are like of our hard earned money or long kept secrets......

we just want to be wd dem in our so called time spaces of "seclusion" ......these are the things which we believe would make us feel alive in our moments ahead of tomorrow....those people which ones were so close to us...those emotions that we self-induced in ourselves....as a result of watching others.....as a result of learning the human history.....as a result of wanting to taste the feeling of societies....friendships.....and several other undefined profane things.....((materialism...instead of being ruled over by since years....has been consistently doomed)),..

reminded about how bad things generally start in one "human's" life.....a licentious quote "but of course a true one would be much for the current situation....,

"It was always those incomplete starting of the human relations and the desire of overpowering others in an undefined manner....that lead to the perpetual growth of fear and religions among the earthans "

think about a world where there would have no religion.,

moreover....discipline and psychic theoretical philosophies are the ones which have been able to keep these blasphemies in a "living" state around this world..,

the mere desire of nearly every human here to get upto the level of "perfection" is the most simple thing which can be found mutual in every living human here.,

""the only thing humans which is keeping humans ahead of themselves are their dreams""

but even in their dreams...they are fearful..,

close relationships aren't guaranteed to last much.., just this is strange...else every thing else is good and perfect and almost prosperous in human" societies..,

those career transitions....new relationships...lateral shifts on girlfriends.....are merely secondary things now., ;)

consistency and willingness to be vulnerable will be the only tool which would be left to humans after one more century..,

....................................................*******...................................................................................Chunk 2 would be written soon ;)

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i forget much now a days....and go on with that, but that doesn't matters i guess

so on the counts.......all of you are living up on a aggregated gases along with the vacuum and then.......are told that there are a billion other such galaxies out there too....again with billions of other planets,stars and constellations.....oh i forgot that there are other organisms too......leave the million other species on your own planet.....and wait.....your whole problem is in toxic relationships....that you chose yourself.....to work for some other people or say government or corporations just to get access to another your fellow's made entity called money......and there you get to know the real rank of yours comparing yourself on the criterion of education ( is it education though ? ) , then on some stuffs like clothes....homes.....some idiotic accessories .......and wait.....the list has not even started for your dreams.... ( inception of whose was always in the things which you saw on internet,.in your peers smiles., on the television ) , then you think....is it bad

Just when you thought.........,you must sleep....again ?

a thing or two passed by..,..yes...along the (those i must say ;) ) jabberings..., ... and like it was said...in her realm ...from the forefathers of obscure chastity." "" thy have a feast....under the blue umbrella.... sometimes in the darkest hours... with a defined longingness to yearn for... a new deja~vu of their dreams... just for {the one's} hunt.... wassails like these never end .... fool's paradise this is for some., perks of melodies for some... reasons are unreasonable at times.. & of course....almost everytime... a tiramisu is there....kept aside for him.... for they believe in the legends they have been talking about.. canvas is ready ....always like it has been...always it be thus! salvations need not end in mesmerising things....but they do... rains need not end to please all...but they do.... feasts need not end in halluccinations...but they do.., and like this ..same.., i

First toast of that royal acumen.....

Infinite catalyst of earth's high-flown southern province ( now because of the valid proximity, of course you know the name :) ) & some other things (that obviously can just be felt rather than being written about) were lying ahead of him..... in the very deary eyes that he would've ever seen and the improbable gestures that he received from her as the tokens of mildly pasteurized love.. The innocence of destruction, with soft promises.... like the ones which he witnessed the last time when he barely knew the definition of simple love or of the world that wasn't adequate enough for mere fiscal things..... And now........ the clasped things were there, unsparingly ahead those lustrous eyeballs that....., in their own virtues had vouch for a thousand centuries.,. "A memoir of the incidental past he used to carry then....a shattered chain of old silver springs.,. escorting some unknown chatters in the street outside...(which often,still reminded of their

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