Short Glimpses


It's 1:52 am, and I need to sleep.
I turn my WiFi off and a notification says,
Disconnected from "Home"
and I think to myself,
I am ..
Disconnected,

But
What is home?

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- Emotional Baggage -

You're allowed 20 kg on an airplane,
They ask me how much baggage I have
And if there's any I need to get rid of ..

I can only think of you.
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The lotus you are today.

It is fascinating, the human mind, 
it makes sure you know the truth, 
even if you become nostalgically awake to your old self or a past period, 
your subconscious and dream team put you in that exact position
and remind you why you are better off 
without forcing it on you in reality. 
Why you had to move on and be the lotus you are today, 
coming out of soil, 
bursting with the beauty and strength of a flower. 
Why all the times you spent under the soils are worthwhile, 
and why it requires darkness to finally appreciate the light you are enduring. 
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How do you choose the ones closest to you,
they ask me;

They are the ones I proudly show my twisted sides to and still feel warmth emerging from their eyes.

The ones who straighten me when needed, 
and let me curl in their laps the moment metaphorical hurricanes swallow me in.

They are the ones I can’t wait to share the darkest sides of my moon to, let all my holes show, no matter how perfect or hallow I can make them seem from a distance, 
they help me embrace the imperfections of my beauty and let them shine brighter in the faces of dimmers.

They are the ones I constantly feel at home with, where no sense of competition, regret, or unease would conquer our minds.

we would heat each other with the warmth of love and laughter until the night gets us, 
and we’re ready to face the day again.

All the love to you light souls out there. 
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Homes of light.

I feel that before you can search around for a home in a loved one, 
you should find home within yourself, 

create peace with your silence,
enjoy your own company, 
and feel at ease with your ups and downs, 
be so full of your own self, 
that when someone comes into your life looking for a shelter, 
you can carry them with no leaks of uncertainty in you. 
Be so pure and loving, 
that you resemble a church of serenity that can light candles in their hearts.
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Internal growth;

Having to deal with internal growth is the same as building your body, 
it takes consistency and commitment,
it takes sore days and massive efforts, 
you have to live through the pain and the weird penguin walk phases, 
the "ouch staahp" phrases, 
until you learn to appreciate that what's coming is bigger and better for you, 
that it fits you better 
and gets you to reach the best shape and mental state of your life.
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Magic of Trial and Error

It's kind of funny,
have you paid attention to the fact that most successful people are the ones whose talents haven't been trapped by society and family's expectations and limitations? 

How most becoming artists have only had the freedom for trial and error, 
and not been forced to shut up and please - when needed. 

Have you noticed that the most creative and spontaneous acts are made by kids below the ages where society starts conforming them in. 

How their spongy minds can radiate colors of creativity more easily and beautifully 
than an adult who’s forced to have a rock of a mind sculptured by men seeking power; 
with minds older than dinosaurs.

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