The only gift that true love can give is tears-simple, pure and pristine.
Stop them not. Let them flow incessantly.
They will take you to the ocean of oneness; where no dualities exist.
There is only suchness, stillness, fullness...
Peace, unadulterable peace!!
About Me
- Highlander
- Rivals Hamlet in his indecision. Friends consider him naive. Suffers from Peter Pan syndrome. A little confused in life but never lets go of his idiotic optimism. The quintessential Sagittarian philosopher. Ego next to zero. But a proud Mallu who can laugh at himself. Tries to keep a pure heart. He calls himself the Lone Wolf at times- no idea why. Finds joy in simple things-like splashing water in a puddle...or watching a spider spin a web... Or watching a mother teach her baby to walk... Has the habit of seeking the common thread in all opposites.. Strongly believes he's gonna be the Last Man Standing in some kind of survival game we all call Life. May the force be with him.
1 comments:
tears gel well wid love...mayb its jus d pleasure of lovin..or having loved...or being loved
or mayb d pain o lovin...or havin loved...or being loved
funny emotion...a person behaves d same in pleasure n pain
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