Peace is a bizzarre concept. Its a funny thing, i guess.
What does the term signify..?
To some it means something, to others it means a completely different thing.
What is peace to some may mean utter chaos to others.
Allow me to elaborate-
We are humans, aren't we all. No revelation that.
Humans perceive things differently in different circumstances.
Fish markets stink and frustrate us normally, but are peace to a vendor. Totally crowded ones, even better.
Death is painful for everyone. Maybe not to a coffin-maker.
Fleet of birds is not peace to a captor.
Anything can be peace to anyone, depending a lot of things,
The filth in the rains
the sickening smell of paint
the fear of heights
drowning in deep sea
being pelted with stones
making a mistake
getting rid of a guilt
drowning your conscience in liquor / dope
loosing your senses / yourself / to someone
anything.. thats the beauty of the insatiable, biased, dynamic, programmed-to-desire human mind
Some people say love is peace.
Well, at least to me, love is a sinking lifeboat. You know you need to throw weight away. So you throw your pride first. Then self-respect. Then independence. Gradually you decide to do away with memories, people - everyone who you ever knew. And then you drown in the weight.
If you tell me its not true, i laugh.
If you tell me that is peace, i smile.
I have always wondered why peace is so important.
Maybe its not important at all.
maybe its just a bully we can easily pretend we like.
What does the term signify..?
To some it means something, to others it means a completely different thing.
What is peace to some may mean utter chaos to others.
Allow me to elaborate-
We are humans, aren't we all. No revelation that.
Humans perceive things differently in different circumstances.
Fish markets stink and frustrate us normally, but are peace to a vendor. Totally crowded ones, even better.
Death is painful for everyone. Maybe not to a coffin-maker.
Fleet of birds is not peace to a captor.
Anything can be peace to anyone, depending a lot of things,
The filth in the rains
the sickening smell of paint
the fear of heights
drowning in deep sea
being pelted with stones
making a mistake
getting rid of a guilt
drowning your conscience in liquor / dope
loosing your senses / yourself / to someone
anything.. thats the beauty of the insatiable, biased, dynamic, programmed-to-desire human mind
Some people say love is peace.
Well, at least to me, love is a sinking lifeboat. You know you need to throw weight away. So you throw your pride first. Then self-respect. Then independence. Gradually you decide to do away with memories, people - everyone who you ever knew. And then you drown in the weight.
If you tell me its not true, i laugh.
If you tell me that is peace, i smile.
I have always wondered why peace is so important.
Maybe its not important at all.
maybe its just a bully we can easily pretend we like.
