I call them rumblings as they grossly lack the structure and merits of a perfect read - yet clasp close as they reflect my inconstancy and joie de vivre - unyielding to any persuasion known to man (please accept 'lies' as incidental or embellished truths - as I strongly deny the existence of 'Lie' - it's always 'Truth' or otherwise...besides 'Truth' in its purity lacks imagination)...Happy Reading!
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Enlightenment happens on Treadmill - on a surreal aimless walk when the endless stock of music shuts you out of the noisy without...you keep on treading an unending path yet stay stationary, anchored...that's what enlightenment is...funny!
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