The Breath

When Breathing itself becomes hard,

You are breathing but you really are not,

When you can't smell the smell,

Or feel the air within,

Day in,and day out,you are left all alone to gasp,

When all you want is just one deep breath,

The one that will douse the fire deep within,
Do you try harder or let go off it?

Let go off the concept of being without the burning?

Let go off the concept of want?

Just let go off and breathe deep again?

And so,it goes on...

You writhe in pain and wriggle

You smirk, it smarts on the arse and everywhere else, 

But you continue to move on,

For you are not meant to stop,

For it is one of the basic laws, they say,

Laws you can't defy by logic so rational,

But only can by being more so ever foolish,

So as to really see what has to be seen,
So as to really do what has to be done,

And it might not work at  all anyway,

As "Works" or "Not" might not be amongst the  laws,

And everything shall just happen,

And so it shall just go on.

Art,Talents and Randomness

And when you think of it all,and your talents,if they give peace and happines to you,why in the world should you showcase them?

I mean if you really do that,that is put it forward for people to see or hear or whatever,then you invariably become attached to or

atleast seek some kind of response from the audience.

And in the whole process you become somewhat perverse with your idea of art,with your way of carrying out your art,the whole process of art becomes pervert,

for you no longer have the pure intention of pleasing yourself.

And when i say talent it doesn't mean something you have a flair for,something you are skilled at.

It might be singing or dancing or anything else.you might not be particularly good at it.

You might not know the nuances of it.But if you enjoy singing,then sing for the heck of it.

Why should you learn it,aim for perfection and all that,when you get pleasure for yourself when you sing as it is.

Whatever said and done,I have realised that there is a basic urge to get appreciated.Have not been able to make much sense of it though....but,as they say,you can run,you can hide,u you can't escape these "rootless" urges(Somehow,in a vague way i feel these urges have no roots)

And as with any other idea and rationale,this idea here, is bound to be one sided and missing out on many factors,

being constrained with its own limitations and contradictions.

Nonsense in action

Almost all blogs here are what can be called random ramblings. Nothing here is concrete or discrete, with no apparent logic or flow of things, and hence might contradict each other many a time.

They must contradict themselves, because they were never in the first place thought out, born out of analytical reasoning or by applying any law of logic.They follow a random queer logic of their own definition.

They are importantly just thoughts, that come out of nowhere,go nowhere to(yeah some do stick along for uncomfortably long times), but just really happen in your mind.More than being thought out,it is something you just feel in your mind.

But,Whatever follows is essentially no more than crap.Such crap, that the first time you express them, they seem beautiful. But as they grow on you, and you are removed from the initial excitement, you feel they are not good enough, but are quite nonsensical in fact.