Temple of Treason

I have no reasons to defend. My creations were destroyed, my innovations abused. This world to me is a temple of treason where the evil god laughs at everyman who tries to stand alone fighting his battle through his work.

An arena, where there are no rules, no ethics, neither are emotions valued. I fight with no hope in sight. I will sacrifice my life to this god who would laugh at me as I perish. I find the world around me like a selfish hungry beast, munching on every dream I ever had.

Killing the last of the thoughts which could bring change. This world makes men tremble in fear, forces them to walk on the only said path, which may not be just, but which is comforting. Not knowing that in the end, death awaits each one of our thoughts, many make a comfortable choice for a short lived journey.

Then there are people who do not bow in front of this relentless god, who choose to fight not to serve, who choose to create not to copy, who choose to define, not to repeat. The fate of such men is sealed in the arena where they would be butchered eventually.

Hail to the brotherhood of creators, who till the last falling drop of their blood will fight against the collectivist giants. Who in spite of knowing the result continue to fight with all they have.
The day when this temple of treason comes trembling down, will be the day when the new mankind shall dawn upon us.

Journey of a Lonely Soul

I found it intriguing to know that people in general are not seekers of knowledge but wealth. Not happiness but money. Yet not realizing that these two things are not related at all.

Its worthless living a life without a rythm, a philosophy, a thought and few principles. Its immaterial what the world looks at it to be, rather it matters what your outlook is. Often such worthless creatures seek pleasure and wealth. Rather the few who live a life of principles seek happiness.

To know, be enlightened, to think and fight for what you think is right is the most courageous of all acts.

Luv n Magic
Abhi