After a person dies, birds continue to fly.
This is the scene I watch.
When the scene disappears, the birds are still flying.
--Zang Di, tr. Ming Di & Neil Aitken
I was there, I'll always be.
But the I strongly lies here in this moment of mine, where I know I'm alive and so I can change anything around me that inculcates my name, face and dreams.
and when I feel the cold breeze near Ganga letting me know it'll be fine son, You're still alive.
Time to extract the jewels of India that are embedded within the thread of spirituality.
Borned in INDIA has alot of strings attached with but, but I've never came close to the peace when I sit near Ganga and watch it flowing by, when I watch the sky turning dark hearing the current running within Ganga,
Imma be on top of my own creation and this is the first promise of my life to my own self, this shit will happen and I'm vouching my whole life for this.
I don't wanna be caged, I don't wanna feel supported.
Wildness has its own rules, SO BE IT.
I've lived a life of 21 years.
I've watched a spectrum of dreams but never really putted out my 100% in any of them. But now when I write this in full consciousness and confidence, my nerves know that I wasn't born to join rats and cats, I was meant to make my own laws, break em
I was meant to make my own self, irrespective of the world's definition, and I was meant to have my own back and fuck the rest.
It's high time to get my ass back at what is meant to be. If the society can't accept me as who I am, well fuck the hierarchy
The moment when you feel everything had ended, have one last leap of faith with your whole soul into it. No power of the world will be able to stop it from happening.