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Someone I Lost

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I touch these awkward things.  I bought them when I was young But I don't remember them As if it were of another life of mine  I want to touch them, I want to remember them I want a distant memory of myself So little, buying them. And the joy on my face, So evident, even for little things Because life was simple And attachments not so strong I want to go as I came Free and oblivious to the world, And as I fail to re-cultivate All the 'values' I had as a child I look at these things As some sort of treasures From someone I lost And want to be again.

Art WANTS to be abandoned

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I t   i s   s a i d   t h a t   a r t   i s   n e v e r   c o m p l e t e d .   I t   i s   j u s t   a b a n d o n e d . B u t   t h e   t r u t h   i s ,   A r t   w a n t s   t o   b e   a b a n d o n e d ! I t   w a n t s   t o   r u s h   t o   t h e   o n e s   i t ' s   m a d e   f o r ,   t o   t h e   o n e s   w h o   w o n ' t   c h a n g e   i t   o r   a l r e a d y   k n o w   i t ' s   m y s t e r i e s ;   t o   t h e   o n e s   w h o   w o u l d   e n j o y   i t ,   w o u l d   l e t   i t   w o r k   i t s   m a g i c ,   w o u l d   b e   c u r i o u s   f o r   w h a t   i t   o f f e r s   n e x t .   I t   f o r c e s   i t ' s   c r e a t o r   t o   a b a n d o n   i t s e l f . J u s t   t h e   w a y   t h i s   o n e   d i d ,   f o r   y o u .

My Worldly Soul Yearns

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My worldly soul yearns For what it rationals to be a divine cause Let the slurry black evil of the world Spill out of it's each particle Let hate, greed, misfortune All leave its victims And if they have to be And, can't be reversed Let them all join my evil in me For I chose not a thing over Liberation And my Lord accepts me with all sinister And bliss prevails all over the world As my body decays in the arms of my Lord.

The river of crystals

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I fold my hands into a cup And dip them into what seems like The river of crystals because of the sunshine's silent dance Over the water I collect And, as I take out a handful of droplets None of them want to stay with me All parting, all rushing back To their home Several droplets make it back And fall out of my hands But many remain with me No home coming is destined for them Their desperation too evident They will rush back At the first chance But they can not. These daring souls have to accomplish their mission They can't be 'lucky' enough to be left alone And to escape the purpose of their being Nothing less than humans.

5 reasons why I will NEVER take up Psychiatric treatment!

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iKshatriyas Wednesday, 11 May 2016 5 reasons why I will NEVER take up Psychiatric treatment! Disclaimer  : The information I'm providing below is  my personal opinions, based on facts & reasons I've discovered. These are  for educational purpose only and should not be taken as a recommendation for or against any specific medical treatment or course of action.  Thank you. I'm going to list out the main 5 reasons why I would never take up or recommend psychiatric treatment.  Before I begin, I'd like to make it clear that my intention here is not to fear monger or create panic. Instead, I would like to bring out some facts, data and let people draw their own conclusions.  Lets go! 1. Mental disorders are not medical diseases. There's no denying that people with mental disorders like depression & Schizoph