Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Mind

Minds for ever changing

The lump of flesh called the mind never ceases to wander.
What looked most beautiful looks ugly in a lapse of moment.

Have to keep watching.
Not controlling but floating.
Committing and trying.

The floating is dictated by some mood thing,
which itself is part of the floating chain.
If the mind were not floating I will be in peace,
Or will I be bored to death.

Template for Poetry

Diamonte
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(two adjectives describing the subject)

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(three words ending in "ing" telling about the subject)

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(four words, the first two describe the subject the last two describe its opposite)

List of thinks to carry in a hiking trip

1. Food
  • One noodle for each day
  • One some other instant food for each day
  • Bread,jam
  • Apple
  • Biscuits
  • 3 litre water bottle
  • Glucose powder
  • Cooking utensil
  • Stove and cylinder
  • 2 Lighters and a Match box in a dry Cover

2. Shelter

  • Sleeping bag
  • Sleeping mat
  • Small tent

3. Protection

  • Insect repellent
  • Sun screen
  • Band-Aid
  • Water cleaning tablets

4. Clothes

  • One pair of socks for each day
  • Around 2 cotton full pants and 2 shots
  • T-shirt for each day
  • Towel
  • Cap
  • Sun-glasses
  • Rain-coat

5. Destination details

  • Keep at least 2 set of maps at different locations in the backpack
  • Tickets for the journey

6. Miscellaneous

  • Knife
  • Bit of rope
  • Compass
  • Watch
  • Mobile phone
  • Camera
  • House keys

Monday, December 24, 2007

can i write

how to write. my vocabulary is so limited and i seem to spell everything so so wrong.
fuck it mate. i have a lot ideas and thoughts ,had interesting journey in life, met so may interesting people . Let is write and write a lot of shit.

At this point i feel like i have been a failure in life. I have fought very hard in life. There are 2 struggles. one is outside and one is inside. I have failed in the inside one. May there is always hope and i have turned a corner.

I want a family and want a kid. That well keep me rooted and makes somehow balance my life.
I feel better already.

Life basically so so beautiful and i love it in all its colors.