mind flies
imagination flies
just like the arbitrary dance of wavelets in space
just like the spread of darkness all around beyond ionosphere
just like tunneling effect across the gate akin to a propagation in a black hole
just like the sound of water flowing from tap..spreading around creating mosaic at sporadic intervals
just like the sound of waterfall due to doppler can affect a million minds hearing it and still a billion numb to the voice
the imagination of doing something..creating something..
the zeal and enthusiasm of flowing with the air like the leaves withered away dangling with the moist and air surrounding us
the ability to think of living
getting reborn
reincarnation in a new form ,
oh how fascinating are the thoughts of mind
captured 1% yet 99% still flying away
hiding in the bushes of millions of branches surrounding , blocking, creating obstruction to thoughts, feelings, miseries, lost in memories
the power of harnessing the beauty of mind..an experience of a million..a realization of only a few..a reality of a couple..yet witnessed by several species
The tendency to be specific in thoughts yet flying with lightening speed millions miles per second..yes that is our mind
the capability to be far far and travel and propagate thru any material..known or unknown..the facade of truth and the feeling
of privilege to become or be special might lead to a thinking by the same mind to dismantle the course of track of human spirit
and the tendency to mix thoughts...sway from thoughts or feel similar or dissimilar like the million minds
the beauty of the souls
the cherishing moments of joy
fly thru human mind every now and then
yet we fail
fail to realize..there is much more
much more to life that exists
the human mind is like a matrix
unloaded with something new or maybe existing or reloaded with a refreshment of the passed memoirs
yes the mind flies
with the speed so unexpected, which can only be controlled and challenged by a human
what we do and create will end with us
whatever revolution will persist will come to an end and body and soul will rest to peace
circumventing all the pain, sorrows , cherished memories...everything will be gone
oh how the human mind flies, thinking his past circumventing the happenings and mis-happenings and predicting the future to the day he might die someday
the horror of falling down the roof, some experience seldom while i experienced numerous times just die away with the changing thoughts
the horror of being captured, downgraded, failure, loss of life
the human deals with all those, knowlingy or unknowingly, realizes the fact of loss in many parallel universes
oh how the human mind flies
thinking his past circumventing the happenings and mis-happenings and predicting the future to the day
he might LIVE someday
living to expectations
traveling faster than the current generation
or sitting in a dorm or a room at midnight writing some piece of shit (as i am )halfway along the milky-way galaxy in thoughts
yet wanting to break out of contemplation circumscribing his human mind all day
wanting to break free
yearning to go far beyond by how
how remains the question, not of fate or destiny rather something more, something which cannot be expressed but can only be felt
and realized during the coarse of events
no matter how rugged or fast life gets
the mind flies
gets everything
but acceptance and rejection of these thoughts play more role in mind than one thinks it might be a casual opponent to the soul
oh now i know how mind flies
thats a realization which remains in the nut-shell for a second but the second moment goes away
and ur vision is blurred, oh how can i see how the mind flies
when i am not able to witness the amalgamation of thoughts empowering the mind
the answer might be hidden yet there might not be any answer coz the mind never stops though may come to a rest, oh how newton comes to mind
and apple fells on the right time telling it to restrict its thinking of recent past and modulate its scenario with the nature
what u write or not, the mind u know is more powerful to imagine, which can never be enclosed in a box
coz thinking out of the box, well, has always been in humans, contracting and concealing has never been anyone's forte
there always remains a hope, a mystery, a question, an answer, to each and everything human thinks
and when we figure out the answers of all the questions raised within 22pounds of magic ball above our forehead, more arise leading to endless
circumstances towards living the 7 different facets of life or more! Â