Bipolar syndrome

Is it a yes or a no?

Is it a head or a tail?

Is it a win or a defeat?

Is a day or a night?

Is it black or white?

Is it real or prismafied?

Is it sexual or asexual?

Is it polar or bipolar?

Is it a thought or a speech?

Is it me or you?

Isn’t it all a dream?

Yes? No?

#bipolar, #brain, #psychology

The Existentialist

Shiva (courtesy: Isha blog)

Somehow he gave words to me

Made my formless into a reality

Of all the existential crisis I ever suffered

He was the closest to confine me

A million forms of me I had imagined

Some crooked, some simple

and some crazy enough to be left alone

Of all these million forms

He was the best bet I’d hope to be

Luckily, hope didn’t become faith

Well, I wavered. I lost my way

I found out, it’s a mirror maze – 

one not to be solved, just to be strolled in dazed.

Yet somehow his words confine me

Makes my formless a reality.

#existence, #mind, #peace, #philosophy, #pizza, #poetry, #psychology, #shiva

Struggle in peace

Struggle is beautiful. It is the easiest way to open a window to excellency.

You Struggle! You Excel!

Embrace the struggle while you can – Today! Because someday when there will be no tomorrow, you’ll lose the chance to continue your excellency.

And It’s not even just about being excellent. It’s also about evolving, expanding, going beyond your existing perception. It’s about becoming a butterfly from a caterpillar.

It’s about coming to know that it’s possible.

Struggle!

Live!

Die!

Peace!

 

#excellency, #love, #peace, #philosophy, #psychology, #struggle