How you miss being in control

How you miss being in control drives you to overpower masses and lay waste on order and regulations. That’s your part-terrorism definition right there. If you jump a traffic light, you are a terrorist. If you go in through the gate marked ‘exit’, you are a terrorist. If you have mint and soda in succession, you’re a terrorist. If you perch someplace other than your allotted spot, you’re a terrorist. You won’t believe the number of things you did wrong today, that you did wrong this week, or this month, or all your life that lead to my labelling you a Terrorist.

But who gives a rat’s ass about my labels?

No one.

You don’t either.

So stop absorbing judgmental comments and frivolous remarks that don’t define you. Stop it from getting deeper into your skin and washing away all you’ve built about yourself, all these years and with so many experiences. Stop it from outweighing all of that. But more of that later; now look what happened, I deviated in my excitement.

Okay, so you are not in control always. But, I’m telling this to you: You are in control now. You have the choice of reading beyond this comma, or clicking that small but ever-so-powerful Red Cross on the top right corner of this window, which will make me disappear. Or you have a choice to read, and know exactly when and how you get back the reins of this chariot, or simply, “Your life”.

Now this isn’t an absolute. Your environment plays the only role. That is, of course, apart from your will. Picture a classroom, full of rascals that upturn benches and tear posters and throw stationary from one corner to the other.

THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING!

So, do not go for the fire alarm to make a mess, even when the physics lecture gets on your nerves.

Now picture yourself in a group. Let’s say, for instance, a drama company to spice things up. You know you’re the greatest actor in the house, but you don’t get roles that last more than five minutes. This is one of those occurrences where your shutting up and doing the damned part wouldn’t be worthy of your talent. You need to speak up, and act in accordance with only what your gut shouts to you. Give them the scare! Get your own role. Get one that makes use of your talents; don’t let them gather dust and cobwebs deep inside you.

Fight battles with righteousness. Fight them believing your cause to be the supposed good. Get in control under one condition: Self-righteousness. A boy is given a radio controlled car when he is able to manoeuvre it. You’re the boy. Manoeuvre only when you’re supposed to.

Revolt only when the results are good.

That’s exactly what the Renaissance was all about. It destroyed, and created wonders.

Better ones.

Properties fall short in painting pictures

Disclaimer

This is non-political thinking. I’m aiming nothing at our chaste mantris.

Properties often fall short in painting pictures of individuals and conversely, individuals showcase those properties that they can bet on. Not good. However, the apparent likeness that they design aggravates as their audience multiplies. At a certain point somewhere down the line, the false appearance decays to just an inch thick shield that separates them from the peril disclosure sparks and the inner warmth of a distorted, otherwise unaltered truth. The border that they once held as stronghold for deceit and improvisation of mythical statements, now just lays metres away from sinking into such entities and sucking life out with straws of shame and guilt which do not deserve to be pardoned. And what lies beyond this demonic border is the world full of deceived masses seeking their vengeance with eyes turned blood red in rage and hands trembling.

You see that’s what deceit leads a person to.

Fortitude gains the upper hand in the battle waged in such times. Fortitude demands courage, will, self-proclaimed character and implementation of the same. Fortitude brings not too many but just enough irons in the fire to chastise the self and call one ideal to one’s own perspective. Of course, it all revolves around perspective. The majority, undeniably, uproots new sprouts aiming to change the world. But that’s the fundamental prerequisite of fortitude: to not get uprooted. Warnings issued speak little of greater good, and more of orthodox rituals, more importantly, of how to shut new rising traps and follow everyone.

I need help urgently. So they would say.  And they would expect the same without the smallest regard to humanity. Don’t help anyone but yourself on this day of chicanery and misleading advertisements. Urging forward a new campaign to change and recover traditions disoriented, and planting loud microphones so that the deaf people of the world put hands over their ears is what we expect loudmouths to deliver. That’s all we expect them to do. And it may just happen that one of these loudmouths actually lives up to his otherwise unperceivable vows. Don’t lose this person; he may as a matter of fact, do wonders in his time.

Or if you still doubt the picture the majority has painted of him, challenge this person and then establish you conclusions based on what you achieved in doing so. Just disputing their conviction towards their self-proclaimed objective for the perks of masses in general won’t get you an inch towards demeaning them or establishing a stronghold for yourself to call others names, rude ones.

Be that beacon, if you so desperately seek it.

Don’t fish, constitute.

A certain misinterpretation and misconception sometimes

A certain misinterpretation and misconception sometimes is ‘who rules over?’ I wouldn’t say I’m certain of this answer but what I am certain of is what I believe to be the truth. My truth doesn’t define me, again a constant reminder of who truly rules over me.  Well, when there’s chaos and tyrannical imposters all around us, what we mentally gear up for is the filtration of bull crap, almost entirely. There’s no one who would answer all questions precisely and there’s an even smaller percent of those who would not deceive or lie while doing so. Sometimes, we are meant to be judged and are meant to be scrutinized in order to implement our actual aantarik urja, our internal energy.

Apparently, the world lies in wait of a guru, to lead them, to show them the difference between Truth and Deception. Who said lies are wrong? They are probably as righteous an act as confessions of the truth, but who said Truth is ideal? For once, imagine that lies are necessary and truth, the evil crippling mortal beings. If this were the case, then lies would rule and truth would lose its ground. I’m still not calling truth an absolute good. The world works in the form of a majority of the inhabitants. And here, a majority believes truth to be implemented and practiced rather than fallacy. That’s the main blunt reason why truth wins today.

Consider a zoo, one very much similar to those seen in metropolitan cities on this present day, but with one striking switch: humans caged and animals with DSLRs, walking freely over the entire area of the particular zoo. Who said that’s wrong? None whatsoever did. However a majority of the world’s zoos are fashioned to have human beings walking around in board shorts and holding soda cans to their lips while critters are incarcerated in metal and concrete to be shot with Nikons. How I wish they could be taught to pout and pose in front of butt naked humans, wading knee-deep in swamps. But as it was supposed to happen to a majority of the world, in this case more like completely, zoos are for ‘people’ to see ‘animals’.

I won’t utter a word about religion, for I wish not to tread into areas with depths uncharted.

Now, who rules you is up to you. If I may, then I would say no one rules me. People guide me, encourage me, advocate courses of action, and criticize selection of the same, push me forward, pull me back, or implement authoritative understandings of withdrawal, and cheer my exploits. But, they do not rule over me. I fail to comprehend and implement my judgments and I am to be called guilty for the same. But, regrets should be very personal and aimed at self, not society, not surroundings. If this be the case, then justice lies in despair. So keep your head on your shoulders, and say “you’re in control”, even when you’re not. Simply doing so, would enable you to Rule Yourself in the legit sense.