hmmm

its a strange time
to think of it all times are strange
i mean with so muchh happening all around
as i kid life was simple wasnt it?
i mean u got up went to school came back
did , or if ur like me dint do ur home work
we used to b happy in our little worlds or comfort zones watever u may call em
as we grow up we get new opportunities
and the amount we can do and the range of wat we can do is flabbergasting
but there are things that we like doing
things we have to do
and things that we dont do
the choices that we make define who we are
gothe said a great work is the child of solitude
where does it leave us wid our virtual lives eating in our real ones
in every generation there are giants
who change the course of human race the way we think we live and we percive the world
but to every giant are a millon pygmies whoes lives are a long series of what fate brings to them its like 1 might flip a coin and move ahead
the thing with having a conviction is u run the risk of being blinded by it or taking a wrong position
but wats the alternative
i mean isnt ambivalance a diagnostic criteria for scitzofrenia
so one can either sit in an ivory tower of comfort or go out and face the torrents of doubts uncertanity and the task of making sense out of wat seem like random events
exert ur selves or u may have disuse atrophy
and finally
act!