"And you are the one thing that I base my whole existence on..."

They're all crazy and their all out there to drive me MAD!!!! Whom do I refer to? My Friends ofcourse!:D
Remember your friends reflect a great deal about who you are.....I must be a %$#^#ing lunatic!:D

Settle the score.

Forgiveness. Somehow it is not an easy thing to grant to to others.

Wounds too deep, pain too great. How does one overcome? When is a person ever ready to give up the pain? After all, we are not all blessed with happiness after great pain.
How does one overcome?
'Tis true that hatred eats away at the soul like nothing else, but how do you escape the hatred when it has been with you for so long that you cannot imagine an existence without it. It serves you no purpose but pain, but even that pain has become a part of who you are, you thrive upon the evil it brings within you.
How do you overcome, without any love?

"Suppose I were to disagree..."

You can't help but wonder our very existence. The purpose of our being. We cannot be an accident. Too well planned out to be an accident. But then why are we here? To give a test to prove our worthiness upon return...but why be created in the first place? What purpose do we serve?
I do not know...

Gone Fishing.

The mind will wander as it always does.
Losing its way and yet heading for that Eternal plain.

I shall find it one day.
One day it shall be found.

But what then?
Will it all be for none?

Will my existence come to an end,
Just as swiftly as it had begun?

I shall walk for miles.
I shall walk till the end.

Till that day when it's all for none.
And I shall smile at God and say: "I am here"

"I'm losing my religion..."

Perpetually at war we are.

The eternal struggle to prove the righteousness of one decree in Faith. It is the human ego at war. Every man believes that his path in Faith is the righteous one. Once that is established in his mind he will then go to all lengths to make the world bend to his will. That's right "his" will. Faith has nothing to do with it. He will use religion as just another excuse to dominate all others.

There is only one Truth. And even though not all of us believe in the same truth there will come a time when the Truth will become undeniable. Wait for that time with patience and fortitude.

And until that time, let your Faith become hope for humanity and not a means to end it.

Every Man's Prejudice(2)...

Tell a man his imperfections and you will gain insight into his ego.

Man is in denial. An utter state of denial.
His belief is in his mis-understanding of himself. He cannot be anything other than what he believes himself to be: perfect.

But wait for that day. That fateful day and all shall be revealed. And to his shame, he will find the contrary to be true.
For on that day it will dawn on him and a harsh acceptance shall be thrust upon his ego. He may choose to open his mind to it, or he may close his heart upon it forever...or atleast he can try.

No heart can exist forever in candid denial.

(This post was actually a result of a blog error. I thought I had lost the previous entry so I had to re-write it. It's a nice example of the same thought re-written)

Every Man's Prejudice...

I've said it before and I'll say it again; no man is perfect.

Every man has that one thing, that one integral thing that defines his imperfection. It is evident in some but hidden in most.

Human beings don't like admitting to their imperfections. But in not admitting their imperfections human beings do themselves a great dis-service.

All our lives we strive to gain the highest respect in the eyes of those around us and in the process, hiding our imperfections relentlessly. But what we do not realise is that It cannot be done forever. One day our imperfections shall be revealed and on that day we will be unveiled for what we truly are: Human.

Being human is not necessarily a handicap even though it means existing in a state of perpetual imperfection. For it is in this imperfection that exists our true potential.

It is this imperfection that has, over the centuries, created the course of human progress, in which humanity strives constantly (despite the lackings embedded within it) to better itself and the world it exists in. Such imperfection is incredibly valuable; nay, priceless!

See into the Heart of your Enemy.

It's easy to hate from a distance. From afar people tend to appear ruthlessly mean, pretentious, rude, materialistic, cocky and cheap.

But to look at a person up-close is to truly get get to the heart of it all.

The question is, why would any man carry such burdens of evil within him willingly?

A heart must have been through much suffering to force it to carry such burdens just so it would never have to suffer again...

'Tis a very sad heart. A very lonely heart.

I dreamt of the sea....

Blue it was.
Eternally blue.
With depth
that could swallow,
all of humanity.

But it did not.

It stayed in its place,
(blue as it was)
with all its wisdom.
Pondering its own existence.

I asked the sea,
"Why do you ponder so?
Is your existence
not plain to thee?".

The blue sea smiled,
its wonderful blue smile
and answered back to me;

"Dear little child,
you are young and I very old.
I have lived an eternity,
maybe even more.

Yet I still see within me,
wonders I did not know
and I am humbled".

"Is that why
you do not swallow humanity?",
asked I.

The blue sea smiled,
its curious blue smile,
and said to me:

"Nay child,
I would not swallow humanity.
I possess no such power.

For I am but the deep blue sea
and nothing more.

I too shall be overcome."

"I dreamt of the Sea" (c) Copyrighted to Shehla Naz Faizi

A Tsunami that shakes the very Faith inside...

You see all the pain and suffering within this world and you wonder: "Where is God", "If He is truly such a loving God, how can He let all this suffering exist within the world."

We blame God for everything.

I do not deny that God has power over everything and everything good or evil happens because He allows it to be. But then we have been granted a will as well. True we cannot always alter what happens around us but we are not as helpless as we like to believe we are.
We have been granted the strength, the courage and the determination to challenge all the odds, to stand tall even in the face of defeat.

Tragedy befalls humanity not to weaken it, but to challenge the very will that it holds within it. When the human will bravely faces adversity, it only makes it stronger. And with a strengthened will, humanity moves forth into that which is the unknown.
Undoubtedly hearts will break and tears will fall by the millions but it must be done. For our own betterment, it must be done

Terrible anguish is suffered by the child when it is released from it's womb. In a state of anger, despair, confusion and so cold is that child, but it must be done.

And do not forget who endures the most pain...

I forgot to wash behind my ears...

You can never really say that a person is completely free of hypocrisy. It's like so many other immoralities, you can never really say that this person or that person(or oneself for that matter) is truly moral.

In this world, it is technically impossible not to harbour some form of immorality, but the way I see it, that shouldn't make immoral behaviour acceptable in everyday life.

It is one of those mindsets that is prevalent in today's society. A convenient excuse, if you may, to just stop being the best you can be. It is true that many arguments exist as to the nature of what is and is not moral but even then there are certain undeniables.

The value of life, respect for others, and most of all, the truth, are all such undeniables. These are universally accepted, but sadly, very rarely followed. Why? The most common reason (and probably the most preposterous one) which I have heard from many is: "Because we are not perfect!"

Being moral has nothing to do with being perfect. Moral development within a person is a continuous process, where (just like everything else in life) many mistakes are made but that is not reason enough to quit being moral altogether.

As Mama always said: 'You should not stop bathing, just because you'll get dirty again the very next day'.

If I speak would you listen. And if you listen would it matter?

When man speaks the truth often enough, it is assumed that he would always speak the truth. Even when he lies, the lie would assumed to be true.
When man speaks a lie often enough, it is assumed that he would always speak a lie. Even when the truth is spoken by him, the truth is assumed to be a lie.

When a man speaks, hear his words but also hear his heart. For too often we care less for what truly makes up the man then what he appears to be made up of.

River runs dry and yet wetter than before...

When the heart aches why speak of it? This world has enough sadness, heart ache is not important enough.
Has to be the strongest organ inside the human body, the human heart. It could break a million times and be reborn whole to be broken again. Tis more painful every single time...and yet it continues to beat endlessly without nary a complaint.

Going on and on and on and on...waiting for the day when it would all be over and God would grant it eternal rest. It would arise again for Judgment; bear the punishment it deserves, but never again be broken....in Heaven or in Hell but never again be broken...

I hear the lone bagpiper....

Why must we all be perfect? Why can't a person not be perfect and the world would be alright with that?

When a person possesses an "abnormality" that person is instantly looked upon with a strange brand of pity. 'Oh! What will this poor 'defective' person do?', 'How can this person ever live a "normal" life?!'

Pishaw! The way I see it we were all meant to be different in someway or the other, otherwise cloning would've been the normal way for humans to propagate this earth.

But the fact remains we are not the same. Big, small, skinny, fat, blind, deaf, mute, physically disabled, mentally disabled, suffering from life threatening disease or just plain regular people.

If we all started to strive to reach a certain level of human perfection then sure we would finally be able to establish a truly "normal" society and humanity would reach the zenith it has been striving for all this time. But, I feel, it is at that point we would cease to be human anymore.

From our truly "perfect" human society would arise the seed of contempt and intolerance. Contempt and intolerance for anything or anyone that is not perfect. We would become the perfect alright; the perfect tyrants; heartless and cruel, incapable of love and all that is kind. We would become blind to the human heart and all that it feels within it.

Cold as stone we would become and yet harder still...

Did I do that?

I doubt that even Murphy was aware of the fact that he had passed so many laws.

Terribly interesting this character, Murphy, from what I've read of this man's history he was very real, but his so-called laws are not his at all. He has become a household name and yet no one really knows much about him.

His identity has boiled down to just his name set as a prefix for every bit of misfortune that befalls us. What a terrible way to be remembered...

I see the little lady-bug...

Life's all in the details. If you can't see the details you haven't really lived.

I'm am lost amongst all.....

You look at the people around you, scurrying around to make their mark in this world, struggling desperately not to be forgotten. But I ask you this: What is so horrible about being forgotten? Why must we strive so hard to be remembered? Is it because we believe that we would live forever through other peoples' memories?

The way I see it. Human beings are not built to live forever. And no matter what people may think, immortality is a state of consciouseness. Once that is gone you are nothing again.

Seemingly Endless....

'Tis my point of view of the World. So many twists and turns, the mind cannot help but ponder upon it.

Do not expect anything profound from this mind, though. I am no philosopher. I don't claim to be one. Through this blog "The Mute Mind" awakens and speaks...words that may arise will often be incoherent maybe even non-sensical. But who cares, for as long as the mind speaks.

A silent mind is capable of very little.

Would you be the Camel?

Be-jewelled imprisonment is imprisonment none the less.

Will you sell your freedom to be donned with glitter. It is but every man's choice either way. Whichever path is dearer to ones heart.