My head is always buzzing with questions


My head is always buzzing with questions// it tires me out

Personal and professional accomplishments galore  .. and yet theres an abyss..

This is not the world I want to live in … A world where people feel a sense of ownership over each other .. impose rules over each other justifying it as a societal norm .. Its deplorable to see everyone following with bowed heads.. oblivious to how they’v been conditioned n airbrushed.. and now they’re nothing but puppets.. they will have the same ideas, the same definition of what brings happiness , the shallow demarcation of good and bad.. people lack the vitality to question
What is man without an inquisitive soul?
Religion? another form of puppetry … someone’s pulling the strings and driving us.. and we are being driven . When power hungry men called themselves God and shaped ridiculous ideas and rules for leading our lives- religion became a falsehood and slander … a way of exploitation , and it prevails with full force today and everyday. It will delay the awakening of the masses for as long as it can.
Somehow education has not freed our society.. we aren’t free to question much … you are considered as lacking if u don’t abide by the rules ..you’re ok as long as you don’t make anyone uncomfortable.
How can it be so difficult to just earn a living and lead our life. .. wer fighting tooth n nail for existence ! Such a time has come that we have no breathing space , no clean water or air.… just existing has become a task 
Its as if true passion and vitality is missing , and there are no colours left in the world.  We’re born free but enslaved the moment we take our first breath. The same way man wants to conquer wildlife, he wants to entrap the soul as well.. otherwise the societal structure is threatened.. No one realizes that freedom is the highest value there can be .. however society has conditioned us into slaves of our own making.. and people are guaranteed safety in that confinement.. they cling onto it for dear life, and they live and die striving to be as mediocre as they can be, to be the ostrich with its head buried in the sand , never realizing their own potential ..
I think the whole of mankind conspires against freedom of men.
We lose our spontaneity and creativity as we grow.. The shining eyes and bubbly laughter that children are born with lose their lustre too soon in this cruel cruel world with its unjust demands and inevitable conditioning of the mind  
This abyss.. despite all we have accumulated and accomplished..  its crystal clear to me that this reality is just not good enough and it never will be.. and it should not be for anyone with a living heart, a thriving soul and curiosity for life. These unique basic qualities that set men apart from animals have been so irrevocably forgotten
Isn’t it ironical that in making all the rules of society, we have broken all the rules of nature..
I often ask myself -Do I like being in turmoil ? Maybe yes, but it wouldn’t do to be complacent, would it?
Am I depressed ? Absolutely not.. in fact there has never been a greater desire to feel alive

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