Our 'perfect' world

I hate this world for what it is sometimes,

the harsh realities masked by many lies.

You wake up to take a shower , it’s money!!!

You leave home and take a bus , it’s money!!!

You feel hungry, it’s money!!!

You fall ill , it’s money!!!

You seek a new shelter , it’s money!!!

You fall in love , it’s money!!!

You feel lonely, it’s is money!!!

You feel warm , it’s money!!!

You feel thirsty, it’s money!!!

You die , it’s money!!!

Living in the world championed by capitalistic ideals, makes it hard sometimes for each individual to discern the ‘right’ from ‘wrong’ and to bravely live out that choice.
Many would have their choices and actions in life based upon the economic gain they would or could possibly attain.

It is alarming and yet saddening to know that we fall at times as slaves to material pursuits which appear to determine our status position in society. Often we are judged according to the objects we own, our achievements and not the values we might possess that are originally ‘human’. The values of compassion, selflessness, integrity, etc have seemed to fade away from this world’s beliefs.

The world we all know is sadly a world fraud with an array of distorted images and ideologies which in my opinion, mould the cold and tainted heart within us.

(This is not an attempt to challenge any set of philosophies of which you might live by but serves as a surface interpretation of reality.)

Set me free

It’s been approximately 2 months since the start of the new term for me and before you even think of giving a pat on my back, I’ve got a confession to make. I’ve not been attending classes as frequently as I should to the point of not being present to collect a few set of lecture materials. The point is that I have not picked myself up from the ‘fall’ let alone come to terms with it. The unfamiliar faces amidst the harsh surroundings in school failed to ease the tension from within.

“ The ship has been stagnant for weeks with sails that seem all too redundant, as the winds of hope have not blown in its direction.”

The days have passed me by with my mind being stranded and left idling at that junction. I have not taken a further step nor progressed. It’s simply a torture to live a grossly disfigured life with issues which seem to take control of your every doing such that it handicaps you from leading the ‘normal’ life. With difficulties no one can really comprehend, intentions misunderstood, it feels like a stroll out alone in a park on a stormy night.

Perhaps I need time off to deal with my personal issues mostly psychological before positive events can even take place again.

I need to be liberated….