This is the same lake from a different angel, a different view, not looking through the circle.

I left the circle and now I am sitting by the lake and feeling the serenity and calmness of this beautiful lake. I can see the end of it, it is not that vast and majestic, but, it still can produce ripples that shines under the ray of sun......the water is still blue, and the birds still can find food and water to satisfy their hunger and their thirst.  The lake is still living and shining.........

I stood up and I went to see the circle and I just passed it by...I'll walk along the curvey shore, and pass by the green grass that added more beauty to this scene.....I know the destination but I don't know the unforseen adventures along the road, I am taking the risk to lose my path along the shore but I'll walk the narrow roads to get back to the shore again.......I am walking on my bare feet, I know they may blister, bleed, but I know I have a cure for it....I have taken all my medicine to cure the feet....I have taken a tent to have a shelter, I've taken warm clothes to keep me warm in the cold nights..........I can see the end but I don't know the road..........I am taking what I can to travel the shore, to see the sun, the moon, and the rain...I am ready..........

I can't see the circle anymore..I walked by it a long time ago..it is behind me and it is lost in the haze.........

God Bless you All..:) 

When I took this picture I was standing behind this circle and looking at the lake...it looked beautiful, just a refelction of water inside a round frame. 

Today I looked at the picture and it reminded me of life, habits, beliefs ...............or simply going around a never ending cycle.  It reminded me of "us" people who go around the same cycle without knowing how we waste our life, how we repeat the same mistakes, living the same life ..over and over again......and when we get to nowhere we wonder how did the "why's" and "how's" become a part of our life.  We feel that we never get any answer. The fact is we do get an answer to our "how's" and "why's" in the first round.  But we get so fascinated with the cycle that we don't see the answers, or may be we ignore them, may be the spin make us dizzy and may be that dizziness makes us so high that we go for another round.  Somehow we get used to this circle and conviniently go around and around, doing the same thing, making the same mistakes, and in the end losing our otherwise precious life....................

May be it is raining again...may be it is a dark day....whatever the reason, I look at this circle and remember those who are wasting their life by having themselves enclosed in this circle, and not knowing how others looking at them wondering if they ever jump out of this never ending cycle.........................

no need for words.........

With the new Tblog I can get to see who has visited my blog.  Interesting enough 99% of the people who visit my blog are "Non Blog Members".  I wonder how people out in yonder find me? I never thought my writing is that impressive to attract people from all over the world.  Oh well I could be interesting after all.  And none has left any comment.  That is also interesting.  I am not in the mood, I am really not.  Been under the weather for quite sometimes.  So who cares? I know people of the virtual world come and go without a trace, even those who seem to care and willing to make friends just vanish in the haze.  So I learned not to care for them....

Have you ever encountered people whose anger and jealousy take over their reasons? those people who would do anything at any cost to tarnish someone's existence? those who are sitting and waiting for anyone to touch the forbidden source of their existence, to jump and say whatever they want just to keep the audience away? I have.......not one, not two, but many.  The funny thing is those same haters and banterers, later claim that they have no animosities against those same people that they had brought down to the lowest level of humanity. I just don't know how can we love something or someone for as long as we have and yet when we are done loving them bring them down like that.  My question had always been "Didn't you see them then?" how can we love shit for a long time? Well I guess they were not shit after all, we only use them as long as it suited us and then we dropped them like a useless dried leaf and got on with our lives.  That's amazing......well even if those people or objects didn't deserve our love, but haven't we loved them regardless of what they were? so what happened? If nothing else I think we should at least have some respect for ourselves and our choices.........and stop saying: "I used to love shit for a long time and didn't know or I felt sorry for the shit, I was vulnarable". So did the shit give you the reasons to live?. One thing for sure we should never feel sorry for shit, shit is shit regardless, and unless we are blind and lack the sense of smell we can never fall in love with shit for as long as we've had....so I stopped believing those people, not that I ever believed them to begin with....I think those people are only manipulator of this universe and should be shunned with a 10 feet pole.............

Have a good day...............

All throughout my life I believed that luck plays a major role in our lives and today it was confirmed.  Just one strike of luck can change the course of anyone's life.  Yes, some are born lucky and some aren't and that's the fact of life.  Working hard is mandatory but having luck is a necessity and without it the hard work doesn't mean a crap. 

I am a fan of literature and movies, but not just any movie.  Today I watched a movie called "The Matchpoint" directed by Woody Allen.  Like his other movies this one also sends a message. This movie proved to me that I've been right all through my adult life.  That "Simply some people are lucky. not "luckier" there is no such thing as being luckier.  Either you are or you are not.  Now the question is why and how? is there an unseen energy that works for some and against the others?  oh no I don't buy the sermon about "Life isn't fair" that's pure crap.  I just like to know what should one do to buy some luck? is there a store in the universe that sells that? if so, where is it?

I know I don't make sense, I am simply angry..................hard work? planning right? thinking of future? saving? I say they are nonesense if you are not lucky.  They all perish in obvilion without one having any control over them.  The sad thing is no matter what you do you can't change the course of your destiny which embodies the presence of luck or lack of. 

When I look at these silly magazines on the super market lines, I turn my head and wonder in anger.  Why should I care if a Hollywood moron has a house in an Island or Prince or Princess so and so spent millions to have a party, where as you see faces of hungry children around the Glob, why should I care when I see people like me working their butt off all their lives to make it right whereas some rich kid spent $2000 for a bottle of wine to entertain their friends.  Innocent people are getting killed by thousands around the glob everyday every hour, Why???? Just becuase they were born unlucky?

So luck plays a major role in our lives.  Would Bill Gate or Donald Trump or some Hollywood stars be where they are if they were not lucky? Damn I wished luck would have been divided equally amongst the God's creature at the time of their birth.  Then we wouldn't have the word "Luck" in our dictionary.  It simply didn't mean anything.

All I know is I am angry ...I am dead angry...............and I am not going to play some silly song and pretend that I am not drowning myself in the sea of despair.  I am not sad, I am angry...angry at why and how's.........

What a coincidence...lol....as I was writing I kept hearing this Arabic song, I knew there must be a program about Middle East, and I was right.  It is documentary movie that I had seen before and is called "The Wall" about the wall that the Israelis are building around the Palestinian territories...yea they are building a huge prison...now the question is who is lucky? those who live inside that prison or the ones outside?..One strike of luck and the child could have been born on the right side...............

Oh well a Monday Blues.............