chicken soup of the drifter's soul

The clarity of the thought process is very important. To survive life in your own way, you need to be either very brave or crazy. Things what matter to you do not matter to others, this makes you lonely, but this also makes you so unique. You see a lot of people everyday, with their own concepts about life, mostly defined by their wants, needs and desires. Your life too is shaped by the same process. What makes you so unique? Nothing. So that means you are unique and not unique. But that’s just the matter of the level you are thinking on.

Society, or the world as we affectionately call it is a wild place. We are all trying to justify our actions in this cut-throat competition. You gotta run the race, and if by any chance you are left behind you gotta take the shortcuts. Some people do not take the shortcuts because they are wrong, it’s a matter of personal choice. You can live with pleasure or die with your values. Any sort of logical mind will prove inefficacy of value systems as far as happy personal life is concerned. Though values help in the proper functioning of the world as a system and thus affecting the individual in a positive way on an average. The downside is that it’s the good ones who end up paying for the values and compensating for the idiots in the society, but when you are talking about the population, it becomes a quantity and individuals have to be ignored for the greater good.

You can transcend your limits, especially the limits set by you on yourself, and you can transgress the value systems to know how far can you go. Kindness begins at home, like charity. As humans we have to learn too much still. Man is the most intelligent and worst animal, because what is best is also worst. Being a vegan is good, but not if you are a terrible person. Being a feminist is good too but only if you have the guts to go to third world countries and rescue the oppressed women. Being fat is not healthy, and also not wrong. Being a chauvinistic arsehole is a choice, and tells nothing about you except that you are a chauvinistic arsehole. You can change the world, but only if you have power. Knowledge is not power. Power is power. Knowledge is just the beginning of power and power means that you’re gonna stop thinking about changing the world and start thinking about ruling it.

the drifter

A drifter. A wanderer. You do not have enough money. You are a trained man of medicine and you want to use your medical skills for charity, not for money, but the idea is far-fetched and selfish because you want to do charity for yourself and not for others. You have some faults in you that you do not like. But that’s ok, everybody has their shortcomings. You look at yourself and realize that you are not suitable for the present world. Can you go back to the 19th century, in your head yes you can. You can be eccentric and get away with it. You have a regulator for your eccentricity and madness. People around are marrying and having kids. You are busy regulating your eccentricity and madness.

Your head is busy concocting stories, just so that you can avoid pain. The pain that the world isn’t what you thought. But this is the pain that has made you what you are. Conflicts will always be there, whatever you do. You let yourself go. You tried to see how far you can go, you failed to do that, because it seemed limitless.

Reality is not fiction, and you are not a hero in reality, no body is. We are all just characters playing our roles, and within that role, numerous other roles. You survived, no body in 19th century would’ve been able to do that. Shelly couldn’t survive. You did. Thanks to the 21st century.

The modern times are yours, now wear that jacket, pick up those goggles and your helmet, and stop giving a fuck.

memes #2 - notes

What is love? Baby don't...

You remember those memories with her when everything was so good. Her looks, her scent, her hair, her jeans, her smile, her talks, her everything made you crazy. That was a long long time back, when Jim Carrey was still famous, and you were stupid enough to not to find out the pain behind his comedy. You wanted her so bad and you were rejected, because you were perceived as a loser.

Love has been blown out of proportion. I don’t think anybody who has really been in love would think this statement as true. Because love is a drug. And no matter what you say, you’re going to self-destruct yourself for the pleasure it offers. Still, it is blown out of proportion in the sense that it is very personal, and romanticizing it only leads to more expectations.

There are a few “good girls”, who would overlook self-preservation and comfort to be with a person who is a loser. Rest others would obviously choose on the basis of the Darwinian theory. A rich arsehole who is good to them, is what women want. But unfortunately arseholes are not selective in being arseholes.

The process of a good guy turning into an arsehole starts with the incidence of rejection. The upper hand these kinds of ‘transformed’ arseholes have is that they don’t need to pretend goodness. They are authentically good guys inside who have learned the tricks of the business. They have learnt the reality of the situation, and thus scoring chicks, if the tricks have been learned properly becomes smoother than it is for genuine arseholes.
Love is important in life, and real love means sacrifice. Just kidding, sacrificing yourself for love is the dumbest shit ever. But then,if you find the one, you won’t be able to stop yourself.

They say love is what keeps humanity alive. I don’t know, may be, if it is motivated by fear?

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Paranoia

Here I am, losing my sanity in a closed dark room, afraid of getting out. Are they reading the thoughts in my head? I can’t be sure. I think they have planted cameras and microphones in my room. I think they are out to get me. I shouldn’t have messed up with those people. I am fucked. Since past one month I am surviving on cup noodles and nutri-biscuits. I think they have planted a device in my head. I can’t take this any more…..
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white relief

It was 6 am. He gets up and looks outside the glass window. The forest was covered with snow. The bed was still warm and comfy. He takes out a cigarette from the pack under the pillow and lights it. He gets out of the bed and makes a little coffee for himself. Holidays are great, but he will have to return to the city in three days. City, which was more Darwinian than the white jungle he could see through the window. He pours the coffee in the mug and lights up another cigarette. The wooden floor was cold to his bare feet, but he had a warm feeling in his heart. He still had three more days of freedom.