An Old Fashioned

The only companions for me are the strange ones, who get uncomfortable with new acquaintances, who disapprove of things considered of importance, people who can die even for remote virtues, people who cry, laugh, cry, laugh, LAUGH! At all innocent silly things...who are as sparkling as fireflies, nobody knows them the way I do,I love them even before I know them, and when we meet for the first time, everything else shall be relative except us. I want people who are beautifully imperfect...

But this is what has happened to the lives of people,

It's about their constant gatherings of synthetic happiness and popularity, fame which drives an individual towards most repelling actions and perceptions on social media, which Ultimately becomes their addiction, obsession and drastically an empty life because conclusively there is no existence of pure talent.

It's their feeble, frail physical attractiveness which is their pride and source of accumulation of shallow audiences who watch them, Ultimately when outer beauty fades with time, they are often left with untamed vanity, an urgency to prove themselves again which is almost impossible by this space and time. It's a celebration of stupidity all around.

I personally live like an old fashioned mere philosopher or a modern humanist. My subtle curious enemies waiting for me in the crowd. I, always minding my thoughts and sometimes your perceptions. I do not like to move unless it's necessary nor do I like to stay still. I despise everybody and love them so much at the same time...When you meet me, your actions, words and every expression is captured by my mind, I work with them intensively when I am alone, which is most of the times. I don't serve the usual aristocracies of life.

I don't look beautiful in human terms, but that's not why I was created, you don't look at any animal and say it's ugly it's meant to be that way, evoke wonder in you, After all some people's stupidity has no bounds, if you think you're right then I allow you to be right, but remember darkness isn't meant to be beautiful it exists for its own reasons, you are supposed to get goosebumps by its extraordinary nature...After all, great hearts have explained why beauty counts from all dimensions, while humans with single stupid brain cell start yelling and judging that you're not beautiful when in fact you're more than that...

Beauty is what God sees in you, a child sees in you, your parents see in you, your lover sees in you, your pet, your mirror, your heart, a blind human feels in you, that makes us powerfully beautiful forever...

And here I am agonising in despair, after the evolution of millions of years to tell humans, look! We came from apes and we still are apes if you don't stop being irresponsibly- an idiot!"

If beauty would lie in eyes of beholder every blind man would find this would ugly, it's not about your impression, it's about you if you think you're beautiful than you certainly very much filled with beauty...