Man is bound to be eternally lonely...........
Separated from his substance he is always looking for means to complete himself...the so called paradigm shifts are but burst of indulgent epiphanies in his otherwise torpid life...
but this desolation and solitude is his fate...however he may repudiate this...
The gaping void of his existence remains...
It is this thirst, this longing, this cry, this yearning,this desperate quest for Elysium that drops him in throes of ecstacy and submerges him into depths of misery.....the call of the Beloved....call it by a thousand names and yet the essence of THE call is the same...no one is exempted...no one!
We are enstranged beings...life assigns for us different compartments...puts us in the circle of our own creed and kind...separates us sometimes from the knowledge of our own selves...blinds us and illuminates...through this polarity we are suppose to learn...
In our own distinct yet coalescing ways we all are seeking the union with the Beloved....knowingly, unknowingly, consciously or subconsciously;crashing into blind alleys, known ways..our travels continue...
When will the journey end, OH BELOVED?!
Separated from his substance he is always looking for means to complete himself...the so called paradigm shifts are but burst of indulgent epiphanies in his otherwise torpid life...
but this desolation and solitude is his fate...however he may repudiate this...
The gaping void of his existence remains...
It is this thirst, this longing, this cry, this yearning,this desperate quest for Elysium that drops him in throes of ecstacy and submerges him into depths of misery.....the call of the Beloved....call it by a thousand names and yet the essence of THE call is the same...no one is exempted...no one!
We are enstranged beings...life assigns for us different compartments...puts us in the circle of our own creed and kind...separates us sometimes from the knowledge of our own selves...blinds us and illuminates...through this polarity we are suppose to learn...
In our own distinct yet coalescing ways we all are seeking the union with the Beloved....knowingly, unknowingly, consciously or subconsciously;crashing into blind alleys, known ways..our travels continue...
When will the journey end, OH BELOVED?!
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