Me, Myself, and I (2026)

Talking to myself, as usual.

Tuesday, January 13^th, 2026:
         Many flowers out there, and all we do is step on them because we don't see them. Then when they wither, we trash them out, and sigh and wonder, why our lives is so bleak. Such are the nice people.

Tuesday, January 27^th, 2026:
         Negligence is the antonym to beauty, and the synonym to cruelty.

Tuesday, February 4^th, 2026:
         Essentially, creativity is nothing but blocks put together to form an entity; Seldom was it a seed that grows up. Whatever its nature is, nurturing it, is the bond that keeps it intact, and without it, it ceases to exist.

Sunday, February 22^nd, 2026:
         Murdering a human is a crime punishable by the law. However, murdering a spirit has been a norm.

Wednesday, February 25^th, 2026:
         Enlightenment comes with a specific taste of estrangement.

Sunday, March 1^st, 2026:
         People are too busy to notice the clouds, and too static to notice them moving as well. What do you think about their considerations for you?

Monday, March 2^nd, 2026:
         What's more terrifying than watching your peaceful dreams knocked off one by one, and your justified hopes turn invalid?

Sunday, March 8^th, 2026:
         At the end of the day, hurdles are supposed to show you what does it mean and how it feels to walk in a straight line.

Thursday, March 12^th, 2026:
         What harm would the rise and fall of kings do, if we, commoners, just had the proper hearts to manage our lives together?

Friday, March 13^th, 2026:
         Imagine the gardens and forests that we would be having, if there is to be just one rose for every wronged grave.