ramblings of a mortal

[ramblingsofamortal]

I dreamed of being in space

floating in its darkness sputtered with light from the stars.

How beautiful they looked, the stars, the planets. 

Galaxies spinning, separated and the universe tearing them further apart.

Each singing its own song, a mini universe of its own.

Silence. Utter silence.

I was floating, couldn’t control where I was going. 

The stars that evoked beauty a moment ago now evoked fear. 

What if I crash into a star?

But I kept floating, in awe, in fear, in isolation.

[ramblingsofamortal]

something...

Something seems lost here,

but I don’t know what it is.

Something is howling inside of me

but the world is still.

Something is drowning deep in this world

is it too late to save it?

Something is being whispered in the silent song of the wind,

but is drowned out by the world of sin.

[ramblingsofamortal]

Lets run away to a place far far away Where there is no one but you and me To a place where the birds sing In the land of the forgotten Where there is no sorrow or sadness but only a flavor of peace Can it ever be a reality or will it always be just a dream?

[ramblingsofamortal]

Aimless Walks

More often I find myself leaving my house for an aimless walk.

A walk to the streets nearby.

A little adventure of my own.

Not knowing where I am going or why, I just walk along the roads, choosing the roads on a whim as I pass along.

These aimless walks help me think; think about all the choices in life in retrospect.

Many would say that not much comes out of thinking about the past but I disagree.

Choices of the past have a way of reflecting who you were at that point in time. It helps you understand yourself better.

It’s only when you realize the mistakes and the choices you’ve made in the past that you realize who you were and thus can decide who you want to be.

Is it truly in our control to decide who do we want to be?

Partially, I would say.

In life more often than not you encounter circumstances where you have to eventually adapt to it, where there no way of altering them while other times you might just think that you have no choice while in reality you do, you’ve just failed to find a way. I guess that’s what “growing up” means, to know the difference.

So while you don’t always have a firm grasp on the circumstances you do select your own choices every step of the way. So yes you do have a control of what you want to be.

Life seems to be a like these aimless walks, where I choose one of the paths whenever I find a fork in the road and it will be the sum of these choices that will carve out the life I have. I guess what they say is right it’s not the destination that matters but the journey.  

Each person carves its own way through it and I guess that’s what makes us special.