That feeling of not being satisfied within kills every inch of the soul like anything.
From months now, my mind is constantly hogging to achieve something, to respond something, to seek something; to revive, to live, to smile.
There is so much to learn from everyone, soo much to achieve, sooo much to love...
But still this mind stop us to reveal its true potential. WHY?
Because maybe I let mind master me rather than I master my mind.
I am now days feeling sooo much about every aspect of my life that I am actually able to sense everything from love to pain.
I feel "UNINSPIRED & LAZY".
There is nothing in me to inspire anyone.
How amazingly comfortable I have become in my laziness that I have started taking things for granted.
There is SOO much to write about, that I feel I am not doing justice with, I am drenching in each moment with my emotions, my struggles to overcome my fears. I have become a slob-basically I have lost faith in myself, in my potentials, in my ability to do things.
Damn, there is SOOO much to achieve-
I want to paint things like no one has done before;
I want to dance like no one is watching on me and I am swirling around with peace and bundle loads of happiness;
I want to read a-lot reach out to different worlds of fiction, fairy tales, action, comics, love stories, nature, others lives and what not: just a-lot;
I want to travel the world, make new friends, learn new languages and cultures, share bonds of trust;
I want to reach out to less-privileged ones and make them learn what they want and for that I want to enrich and drench my soul with every possible knowledge i can get;
I want to live without any regrets and apologies.
I want A-LOT, but doing almost nothing with my arms wrapped in my small solace of comfortable zone that now I have become numb to let go those things. How disappointing it is :/
I HAVE BECOME WAY TO COMPLACENT.
This chunk have to get rid off, but I just don't know how?
I'm stuck, I'm just stuck in a box of my own and I'm not getting a way to get through it.
I wish to embark my own masterpiece and for this; this box need to fall apart....
DAMN..DAMN...DAMN....
WHERE IS MY INSPIRATION?
PLEASE,
COME & SAVE ME!
From months now, my mind is constantly hogging to achieve something, to respond something, to seek something; to revive, to live, to smile.
There is so much to learn from everyone, soo much to achieve, sooo much to love...
But still this mind stop us to reveal its true potential. WHY?
Because maybe I let mind master me rather than I master my mind.
I am now days feeling sooo much about every aspect of my life that I am actually able to sense everything from love to pain.
I feel "UNINSPIRED & LAZY".
There is nothing in me to inspire anyone.
How amazingly comfortable I have become in my laziness that I have started taking things for granted.
There is SOO much to write about, that I feel I am not doing justice with, I am drenching in each moment with my emotions, my struggles to overcome my fears. I have become a slob-basically I have lost faith in myself, in my potentials, in my ability to do things.
Damn, there is SOOO much to achieve-
I want to paint things like no one has done before;
I want to dance like no one is watching on me and I am swirling around with peace and bundle loads of happiness;
I want to read a-lot reach out to different worlds of fiction, fairy tales, action, comics, love stories, nature, others lives and what not: just a-lot;
I want to travel the world, make new friends, learn new languages and cultures, share bonds of trust;
I want to reach out to less-privileged ones and make them learn what they want and for that I want to enrich and drench my soul with every possible knowledge i can get;
I want to live without any regrets and apologies.
I want A-LOT, but doing almost nothing with my arms wrapped in my small solace of comfortable zone that now I have become numb to let go those things. How disappointing it is :/
I HAVE BECOME WAY TO COMPLACENT.
This chunk have to get rid off, but I just don't know how?
I'm stuck, I'm just stuck in a box of my own and I'm not getting a way to get through it.
I wish to embark my own masterpiece and for this; this box need to fall apart....
DAMN..DAMN...DAMN....
WHERE IS MY INSPIRATION?
PLEASE,
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