God seems quite a hypothetical being and so does the theories of positivity claiming be positive and have the things fine, have faith and be a winner, all days aren’t the same, some day things work out well and so on… Again, the theory of karma, birth & rebirth doesn’t seem to influence me much.
It feels as if things will never change, nothing good will ever take place. All things including God, prayer, scriptures, mythology, and tons and tons of theories and even those world recognized philosophies simply appear as mere excuses to keep yourself happy and face the hard times that are making your life miserable.
But how long can anyone falsely motivate their own selves saying one day the things will be fine when years after years, things go on languidly morbid with tough time, pains, miseries, and failures after failures? When the world seems useless, you find everyone doing fine and not you, just not you – yourself.
Never getting any of your dreams coming true, never getting any of your expectation changing into reality, howsoever hard you try to make the things do well. You are bound to believe that things will never be fine, and dreams are most deceptive things to have in your life.
You almost become a curator of unhappiness and feel extremely relaxed when you know you’ll be sad, sadder, the saddest, and unhappiness will never leave you alone. You feel so good when you no more have to tell lies to your self that there’s a next time, things will be fine, you’ll do well and so on.
So beautiful the very feeling of committing suicide look, death adds all possible romance, it looks no less than a royal castle with all good things somewhere far like those fairy lands we read in fairy tales as kids.
