some memories just stick in my head, i bet it's lonely for them, forever caught in a closed up box...

From a thousand sights i chose the one i looked away from...

Funny how you praise the things u let go..

Why do we miss the things we kept free?
I guess it is such contradictions that bind the human mind with such fortitude.
It is a collussus of constant self generated tensions and cravings that act as the columns of gravitational pull sustaining the ever unstable universe of thought that is the human mind.
we are only the insignificant difference or equilibrium of such opposite forces of thought.

We are driven..

And we observe.
the misery that is existence