It is really amazing to see, the kind of whims people live with, some with shameless boldness even. They consider themselves as objects of desire, and they are willing to play in others hands. They blame it on their circumstances, and they promise to come out of it. And their romanticized concepts keep sending them into the marshes of disgrace. All their lives they will die justifying their acts, either in the circles of weirdos or to people whom they consider more stupid than themselves. Their poetical vomits which brings out some desires as those pure desires cant co-exist with their original selves. Still they are as much of value, as much of their existence is. I despise them so much, that no matter how much affectionate I am to them, I am left very ashamed that I know someone so dear to me living such an animalistic life. If I could, I would just wipe off the word spirituality from their dictionary, for they even don't understand in what context it should be used. They consider it as some tool to do something amazing. Grow up people. Worms in the gutter live better lives than you, at least they are honest to themselves. You will get tired of fooling yourself around soon.
Best of luck for you to get myriad shades of loneliness, even when you will keep signing pacts with your destiny, it will keep laughing on you.
Seldom one comes across places where you can share you intimate feelings with so much ease. Sometimes as an emotional vent, sometimes the thoughts you want to share, sometimes just for nothing. The name I have chosen because there is certain amount of freedom attached with it, certain amount of your willingness to touch the heights, and offcourse for some reasons Swans have always attracted me for their ability to fly in flocks as well as solitude.
