JOSETER

Give yourself a clap, for you are a gene that survived billions of years of unsympathetic tests you were put through to see if you are worthy enough to be a part of evolution and you still exist. Billions of species came into existence and perished, but you are still standing. You survived every roadblock evolution threw your way. You still exist! Did you? Your species' victory..can it be attributed to you? Millions of worthy species that proved their worthiness in terms of adaptability to survive are now going extinct not because they have suddenly become unworthy but your species' parasitic behavior chooses the worthy ones to perish and unworthy ones to thrive. Artificial selection in its full swing is what it is. You are not worthy just because you exist. Become truly worthy of your existence by always seeking out objective knowledge and truth. Burdens your mind with objective truth that brings deep awareness, and unburden your mind through sound actions. ...

The obsession to attain the balance between freedom and discipline leads a person to possess practical maturity. A person with freedom but without discipline wanders aimlessly and fails to tap into his or her infinite potential, ends up not amounting to anything of significance. A person with discipline but when fails to acknowledge freedom of self, will not only fail to enrich their lives but also stands in the way of the evolution of his or her species. Without attaining the balance between freedom and discipline one cannot play a constructive part in a society's politics. Like every individual has their own personality, every society has its own. Quite often the concept of freedom and discipline are polarized by two divisions of people who recognize themselves as left (freedom) and right (discipline). From childhood, we are fed stories after stories about what is good and bad, what is just and unjust, so on and so forth. This basically lays the foundation for solid world views ...

Sending off your beloved one to the war (in reference to 1939 WW2), you as a mother or wife, you would be careful what you wish for. You don't wish in your heart for him to come back soon. Coming back could mean he is getting back to you in a coffin box before the war is over. Though you know the war is eating him bit by bit in all possible ways. Though you know he will never be the same person once you knew dearly..now slipping away and deteriorating physically and mentally. You still make your wish carefully with the deepest pain that keeps you awake at nights...you still want him in one piece and alive. Good or bad. You wish him to be there as long as the war is won or over and get back to you in one piece.

From womb to tomb, we are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future. David Mitchell (Cloud Atlas) You were in a hunter-gatherer tribe once. You had to fight for your survival and your tribe's from dangers of all kinds that lurked in the jungle. You have tamed yourselves to become this civilized and evolved being. Your dangers have taken their subtlest form now. You are not fighting for your survival anymore. Animals in the jungle no more pose a threat to you, they are the ones who need protection from you. Fights to fill your stomach is no more a struggle, but gluttony is! With all the comforts and pleasures if you presume you are safe and protected, your naivety is sinking you into a dark and steep abyss that's waiting to steal your soul. It is now more than ever you have a need to fight, fight for survival, survival of your truth. The essence of this evolution is always at stake and the few enlightened souls are the o...

A black cat crosses in front of us left to right. My friend says, "it's a bad omen! we should stay indoors". I dump him at home and go about my business. When I come back I find him sitting in a chair with a bandage all over his right hand! Slipped in the bathroom and broke his hand he says. I am petting the black cat while listening to the story.

Damn I want to swim.. I want to feel alive in water... imagining myself glinding through water... going under and gliding through the pressure...ah this imagination makes me ecstatic. Do I know how to swim? I believe I can, but I cannot say with utmost certainty that I could. Do I know how to find a pool to swim? I am intuitive like a bird in finding my way, so I guess I could. I spread my wings, unleash my birdy instincts figure out my way and find a pool. I go near the pool and I can't contain happiness. Just the thought that I am here, I have found a nice pool is making me euphoric. I want to make my joy known so I am jumping and shouting with joy. People that swims hardly notice me as if they have seen this happen many times before. I lost my intention as to why I was here! What I care more is this feeling I am experiencing and shouting like a mad person that I am blissed out. I dip my feet into water sitting on the sides of the pool..I start writing about "how t...

When I was told I looked like a lost writer from one of old my pictures it felt nice. But the thing is that...I was not lost nor was I a writer! Never have that thought bothered me until tonight. Every year I am chasing my never ending dream to become rich and sound financially. But this year looks more like a trade for literary knowledge which I wished I had, without even understanding what it meant all my life. Tonight is the night (Feb 24 2020) I bought the book for screenplay writing by Syd Field. Tonight is the night I keep watching Woody Allen movies. Tonight is one of those nights I fret strongly about becoming a screenplay writer. All I need to know is will I be able to pause my money pursuit to gain something else instead?