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Twinkle...Twinkle
Twinkle twinkle little star,
what do you think, who you are?
All your pain is visible in your scars,
You have to make yourself survive through the hours.
Up above the sky so high,
Like a soul in the sky.
Your thoughts are capturing your sight,
You have to take that fight.
Your thoughts are just thoughts, they are not real,
You will experience the circumstances as to how you feel.
Twinkle twinkle little star,
what do you think, who you are?
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Are you afraid of the thoughts, or are you afraid of the thoughts of fear? Think about it!
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Are you in your thought stream?
The heavy rushing of my thoughts today, don鈥檛 know how to tackle them, how to fight them, how to conquer them. Totally lost in my thoughts. Wondering if there any end to this struggle. The struggle with my own thoughts, with my own self, with my inner self. I can鈥檛 get rid of them. Haunting me all the time. Whispering all the time in my ears. Getting closer, closer and closer my all fears. Shouting for help in an empty container made of glass. That container we call it as mind. It looks empty from the outside, but what鈥檚 inside you never know, so who knows? Only that person in which that mind lives like a parasite. That person knows only what his mind knows.
My soul to my mind
If you want to get out from that rush of thoughts inside your mind, you have to let the stream pass nearby. Don鈥檛 be afraid to grab my hands in this foggy time, let鈥檚 go together on this wonderful ride, and let鈥檚 smile, smile and smile...
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A man who conquered his thoughts on his deathbed.
It鈥檚 a message from my soul to my mind, listen carefully
Dying like this is really very painful. Full of sorrows, full of regrets, full of disappointments, full of unfulfilled wants. Dreams which I had never accomplished. Dreams which I accomplished also left me dead. My whole life I was searching for the term in the external world that already lies inside me even from the start of my life. The term you all call it as being happy.
It鈥檚 a message from my soul to my mind, listen carefully
There is a simple philosophy of life if you want to start searching for something, start within yourself first, if you want a happy environment around you, be happy first, if you want to make others happy around you make yourself happy first, if you want to murder someone else鈥檚 dreams, murder your dreams first.
It鈥檚 a message from my soul to my mind, listen carefully
This nature, this universe in which you all living beings live, we don鈥檛 belong in here, you know why? cause we deserve a much better place to live.
You still have time, I am dead but you are not. If you can understand my deepness, just dive into it with me. Don鈥檛 let the sounds of your mind distract you. Just come with me and we鈥檒l live a wonderful life.
Which you all human beings call Happy life.
It鈥檚 a message from my soul to my mind, listen carefully
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The time I saw her - V
After the umbrella exchange scene that happens with me, I went to my work. Thinking about her all the time. I even crashed with my boss. But again lucky me, my boss was in good mood and didn鈥檛 say a word to me.
I spend my whole day just staring at that cute umbrella. I was unable to get rid of that feeling of love. My imaginations about her keep on striking me all the time. I was really desperate to meet her again. At least now I have a reason for starting a conversation.
I somehow survive that day and night and came to that bus stop again. In the hope of meeting her again. After some time she came wearing a red dress, looking so cute and pretty. I can鈥檛 stop looking at her. I changed my umbrella and apologise for yesterday mess. She laughed and from here we started our conversation.
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The time I saw her - IV
We hang in the moment of a hug for a while, my eyes were closed and I didn鈥檛 realize that I was in that situation for so long. The time I came back to the real world I awkwardly detach myself from her and run out of the bus.
Stepping out of the bus, I was still in my imagination. It really felt so good and peaceful. An introvert like me can easily understand the feeling. I forget to tell you that it was raining that day, so I was having an umbrella with me. Umbrella of extreme black colour with white dots on it. But in a hurry, I changed my umbrella with her.
Her umbrella was of red colour having colourful flowers on it.
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The time I saw her - III
The bus is now full of people, not having enough space to even breathe. Now we were more closer and she started blushing as well.
Everything was fine till I have that jerk, yeah that jerk. That jerk literally changed my life forever. I call it The jerk of Love. Let me explain you all about it.
A strong jerk came and I and she had a cute, soft, gentle hug. She and I keep in that moment for a while. I was completely lost at that moment. Butterflies everywhere. This was the first time I hug her.
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The time I saw her - II
I and she was literally standing so close that I can even smell her perfume. Her eyes were so cute, blue, round and big. She was busy with her phone. I keep on looking at her, can鈥檛 able to get my eyes off her. It鈥檚 not my fault if she is really cute.
The bus stops at another station and some more people entered. Now we were more close to each other. She has to off her phone cause there is not enough space left to operate it. Now, this was the first time she saw me. We both were looking at each other. I was so blushing that I awkwardly turn my neck towards the window. I think she noticed that awkward reflex action, I don鈥檛 know!
After a few moments later, more people get in and then...
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The time I saw her - I
A really clear and shiny morning, it was Tuesday I wake up at 8 that day. I snoozed my alarm 9 times. Living alone in my apartment rushes for a shower and literally engulf everything that鈥檚 in front of me. Finally leave my house at 9. Lucky me that day, I arrived at the right time for the bus.
At the bus stop, I rotate my neck 90 degrees left and right I saw a very beautiful girl having cute blue eyes and long shiny hairs. This was the first time I saw her. The bus arrives and I and everyone else at the bus stop entered it. Lucky me again, guess what! The bus was so highly crowded that day, that I have to stand with one foot. But one thing that made me so happy apart from all this shit! is the girl standing next to me was her.
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