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Just another philosophy.
After a busy day while trying to find some peace in the approaching night sky, I question. From all the whys and what ifs to hows and cannots, everything floods my brain.
I wonder how is the moon so calm? How are the stars so careless? How is the sky changing so many colors and still manages to look wrenching. I wonder why can't I become a star or the moon. If that's too much too ask for, why not just one color of the sky. I hope though, that these lucky creations of the nature are heartless. For it is impossible to become this careless with a heart in the body.
As the evening passes by, I think of how can I get rid of some useless things. The things that have made my life so hard. For the start I want this heart to vanish. Then this stupid brain. It has a lot of useless information. Like who was the first Prime Minister of my country and how scientists are planning to ruin the Mars because of the growing human demand. I usually ask myself about the actual importance of such information. Human beings live for love, food and water. This very nature of human beings is not a concern anymore. Maybe because it does not yeild business.
As soon as I come out of the disgust, I wonder yet again. This time it is about whether all this is just a very unpleasant truth and we want it to become a lie. I don't care about others but I can vision myself there on the Jupiter- away from this filth. Alone but not lonely. Happy but not laughing. True to myself.
I wish all this is a lie. I wish it ends. I wish. I wish that this wish was not merely a wish. But in this cruel world even wishes ought to be rational. So that you can put them on the Instagram with catchy hashtags. So that people type hashtag relatable even though they don't. So that the whole illusion of truth continues to exist. Till the day you die. I don't want to die. I don't want to live either.
© आरूषि
I wonder how is the moon so calm? How are the stars so careless? How is the sky changing so many colors and still manages to look wrenching. I wonder why can't I become a star or the moon. If that's too much too ask for, why not just one color of the sky. I hope though, that these lucky creations of the nature are heartless. For it is impossible to become this careless with a heart in the body.
As the evening passes by, I think of how can I get rid of some useless things. The things that have made my life so hard. For the start I want this heart to vanish. Then this stupid brain. It has a lot of useless information. Like who was the first Prime Minister of my country and how scientists are planning to ruin the Mars because of the growing human demand. I usually ask myself about the actual importance of such information. Human beings live for love, food and water. This very nature of human beings is not a concern anymore. Maybe because it does not yeild business.
As soon as I come out of the disgust, I wonder yet again. This time it is about whether all this is just a very unpleasant truth and we want it to become a lie. I don't care about others but I can vision myself there on the Jupiter- away from this filth. Alone but not lonely. Happy but not laughing. True to myself.
I wish all this is a lie. I wish it ends. I wish. I wish that this wish was not merely a wish. But in this cruel world even wishes ought to be rational. So that you can put them on the Instagram with catchy hashtags. So that people type hashtag relatable even though they don't. So that the whole illusion of truth continues to exist. Till the day you die. I don't want to die. I don't want to live either.
© आरूषि
