The mind is stirring again and given the change of seasons, with the sunlight becoming more bright and less harsher, thoughts swirl in the mind. The process of mental fecundity ferments itself but time does not allow the freedom of expression and the days slip; like grains of sand in the hour glass of indecisions. The heart assumes an air of forelorn stocism not sure, whether it is sad and dejected over the approaching end of another year or over an end of the year that was not so dissimilar to one before it and one that will come next.
Shadows crawl on the walls and the moths worship the flame and the humanity prays at the alter of its own death. Change happens in the midst of the most mundane sense of normality and like a sly of hand, fakes the perception of the beholder drawing lessons, which will not be learned but still repeated like an annoying habit. The march of time is too slow and the people, who are caught up in it, seldom reflect upon the nature of their own transitory roles in the gradual and always progessive evolution of history. History is a progressive idea, because it will continue to toil and seek the future and never will it be content with the comforts of the past. Humans are so preoccupied and impressed by their own inflated egos of self-importance, that they rarely understand that their reactions to the historic pre-destination is what the German philosopher Hegel once attributed as the "clash of great ideas".
In the end, what matters is not the ebb and flow of humanity but the immutibility of ideas and each passing generation that trods upon the stage of life, re-interprets those ideas whose insights give the needed impetus for the march of human endeavor to continue unabated. The beauty of an argument does not reside in its agreement, bur rather it lies in the excellence of its disagreements and such too is the precedent with history and the story of humanity within the pages of the Book of Experience.
The brilliance of life is not measured by its success, but the manner in which it is lived and those who learn this truism, to them alone does wisdom belong. Wisdom is not the ability to devour knowledge but to apply that knowledge in a practical sense, for intelligence can never be a good replacement for common sense. Intelligence does not educate the senses as much as it preaches the art of forgiving and learning from past mistakes.
Shadows crawl on the walls and the moths worship the flame and the humanity prays at the alter of its own death. Change happens in the midst of the most mundane sense of normality and like a sly of hand, fakes the perception of the beholder drawing lessons, which will not be learned but still repeated like an annoying habit. The march of time is too slow and the people, who are caught up in it, seldom reflect upon the nature of their own transitory roles in the gradual and always progessive evolution of history. History is a progressive idea, because it will continue to toil and seek the future and never will it be content with the comforts of the past. Humans are so preoccupied and impressed by their own inflated egos of self-importance, that they rarely understand that their reactions to the historic pre-destination is what the German philosopher Hegel once attributed as the "clash of great ideas".
In the end, what matters is not the ebb and flow of humanity but the immutibility of ideas and each passing generation that trods upon the stage of life, re-interprets those ideas whose insights give the needed impetus for the march of human endeavor to continue unabated. The beauty of an argument does not reside in its agreement, bur rather it lies in the excellence of its disagreements and such too is the precedent with history and the story of humanity within the pages of the Book of Experience.
The brilliance of life is not measured by its success, but the manner in which it is lived and those who learn this truism, to them alone does wisdom belong. Wisdom is not the ability to devour knowledge but to apply that knowledge in a practical sense, for intelligence can never be a good replacement for common sense. Intelligence does not educate the senses as much as it preaches the art of forgiving and learning from past mistakes.
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