Through Fire

There is always an ongoing celestial collision of monstrous beings creations inside the universe of your mind, raring to blast through, raring to come out, raring to crash out of your mind into that which is uninhibited. broken thoughts, feelings that remain but never go away, stories that never happen, endings that preclude through the beginnings- that is how your life reflects back at you.  You curse your life, the darkness that is saddled along. It is said that You are the God of Your World. You are the demon of your mind. And if there is an entire World with all its cosmic fabrications inside of you - how are we supposed to handle it? How can we control it?

You cant bear the thought of it. You would curse life, and a withering want would boil inside- tyo break out, to shout, to kill. Is that what we have got? Is that what life really is? A chronicle of events which no one will be bothered with. Isn't it better to look it the other way, into the darkness? Or is it better to not look at all, and to contemplate the opposite - death?

But of course it becomes essential to first give the proper definition of death and darkness. Death is our constant fellow traveler - staring right at us where ever we may be. It is the end to all the circles we want to form. But what is death? It is the fundamental truth that has bound the world onto a single thread. That what we all have to face - that which we cant run away from, its going to be with us always. All of us have considered death to be an illustrious solution at one point or the other. There must have been a single moment when you would have thought of death - be it in a morbid way, or at a suicidal level - as an option. But death can catch upon us in life.The ideal question is can we die before we die?

But then what is life ? Is it beautiful? Is it scarred? Is it a bleak false image? Every person has a want to unscramble the meaning of life which he gets in his subconscious. A mystery which you were born with and which goes on until the end.Life just happens to be a multidimensional entity inside our minds - each moment differing from the other in its viewpoint , each of differing intensity than the other. And it is then when our minds go through an inner fire. Uncontrolled. Unabrred. It is then when the moving waters of the river of life stands still that death takes over. Stagnant Life is death.

All the famous science hooligans agree to this truth that our what we see , what we hear, what we hear - all rounds off to the point of view . Life is just as we see it. It may wobble, it may run, it may flow away. But it has a final tendency to settle down into a stable flow. It goes through fire and water at the same time. So it be contained. It has to go about when it has to. That is what the real unsolved truth is. It is through fire. It is through water. It is what you want it to be. The question is : Can you live when you live?