Void Voyage

Everything is so strange, here I started blogging rather searching outside and inside for a purpose in vain.I one of the books that i read it was quoted how many people search for a single clear purpose. And imagine if we really found and achieved it what else would be left for in life to live.

I used to feel I’ve seen and had enough of life and when I say what I feel; there is generally more than one soul to tell me, the worst is yet to come. And I asked why wait till then. Again they have an answer, how can you escape so easily?

And i wonder is that how everybody views life, as a challenge?

After reading and seeking several books, i wouldn't say my search has come to an end. None of the fruits of my action towards a purposeful life, a meaningful life has brought me closer to myself or somebody else or to the divine.

Rather everything and everybody took me places away away farther away to no-where.

Sans beginning sans end: - sans search

Whatever I may do, my thought, my dreams, my creations, my revolutions and my reevaluations will one day be obscured by sand. Including all challenge great and small that I survived through.
My search will never end as it has abruptly stopped.

A wish or desire to see something unique something otherworldly was probably my search. But guess I took too much time to now realize it’s not promising.

Now life goes on, flows on like an endless brook, a babbling brook.
It has a long past a long future but at the moment it just gushes down.
Not stopping for anything nor going towards anything.
All it now knows is it can find or make a path to just flow.
It does not want or wait for anything or anybody anymore.

Just keep moving to meet the abyss, to drop down to the unknown where it may finally belong.
Until then it just has to go on!

No emotions will augment the journey, but I know its going to be quick ;) Because I’ve traveled a route earlier trying to fast forward my life. Even now those moments are dejavu.But it never works that way.

I just need to let go of myself, let the natural boundaries guard me or constrain me, now I’m totally mislaid to bother how I’m going or where. I'll just keep going.


Let loose life cannot be concealed or controlled by a harness!
it may seem usual like a morning paper,
daily work, stops at a cafe and stirring emotions,
but eternity engulfs, dissolving everything to nothingness.