Thursday 20 August 2015

Forgetting Fast…..

today is the age of the computers…
the microprocessor rules our souls..
android our minds…
we chat on …
with smiles as transient as the deleted pic ..
From the seen and the heard Instagram…
the pace of dreams have truly become fast…
quicker than the speed of estranged light….
but earth will still take another 4 billion years of cries..
to die…
but of course such things should never jam out tweets prime..
and as we race along to achieve the next zillion followers..
on our deceptive profiles…..
branding ourselves …
with stupidity utterly callous…
that we are all born …
into this mirage of perceptions endless..
with a given amount of space and logic …
allocated to be utilized….
and then be forgotten fast..
faster than the circulation of that malfunction caught live….
so we should make the most out of it..
and built up our dreams into realities concrete…
in stones , letters, verses and tunes divine..
that will never be able to vanish..
from the realm of the collective combined….

even in today’s world…….
of cells and upgrades advanced...
no amount of science…
can still avert the inevitable destined…..
for all of us to experience with..
and follow through…..
and bits and bytes..
may still keep you love alive..
for your words spoken with care precise…
but a delete…
and a formatting is all that it takes…
for the hard drive of you love to disappear forever…
into the polluted mercury of a distant ravine…
or the poisoned lead….
of someone’s else’s infinite cries….
but your actions….
your reactions..
your interactions..
your consequences…
your eccentricities..
your extremities…
your evil…
and your purpose kind….
will never be forgotten …
either slowly like the life of an oak divine..
of fast..
like that last drunken selfie of yours..
taken by that jilted ex..
that you maliciously connived….
but it will remain forever …
as a tribute ..
and a sign…
of your life and times…
whether in pixels..
or tunes..
or notes…
or tears..
or someone else’s tears & smiles..

so i would recommend this…
i know i am no pure hearted one in saying this..
trapped as i am in a realm of vessels empty..
that only trump out glorified lies…..
and where the facade..is worshipped..
more than the substance much more worthwhile….
yet even in such circumstances…
much to the chagrin of my spirit and heart wounded…
i have realised one crucial point of a rather pathetic existence..
that i somehow manage to glide through…
that one seconds are worth much more…
than spend in improving one’s image online…
be online for friends…
be open to ideas…
and stand for justice….
just don’t sell every inch of your universe…
for values sooner or later to be dumped ..
into the pits of once treasured delights….
just don’t transform yourself..
nerve , bone and spirit…
into an promotion…
seeking attention infinite…
be an extrovert…
but with meaning…
not profits needlessly opined…
for it is much better…
to be remembered for your crimes of creativity…
than maintain an antiseptic profile…
always ready to be forgotten faster..
than the split of every electron once herofied..
at every instance...of
energy and dimensions expanding…
beyond the conceptualized infinite…

my thoughts..
communication begins person to person..
and all secrets can't always be shared online...

hope you like it dear.:-)))

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