Beyond

The everlasting light; or the endless darkness. Sometimes even curiosity itself can become the tool to execute the will. All of the hope seems false and the last hope I would have is to die and see what lies beyond; even more pain and misery or the eventual satisfaction.

The very thinking that nothing lies beyond in itself is hopeless; as if we will not be able to find the justice even after death. But the justice is created to maintain the society; then, the very concept of justice is flawed. Why would we even willing to maintain the balance in the society when we are bound to be forgotten, then why should we contribute at all; even if we are remembered then we still cannot get anything out of our own remembrance; and resurrection is the ultimate final hope that human can cling on and base his life over it!!!; What if the beyond is what we never wanted to perceive; the nothingness; against all expectations.

We love our children just because we see ourselves alive in them, while we in our self are dead thinking that we passed on to a another life. We love just to give our own survival a better chance. We are all just self centered; true to our own meaning only; ungrateful.

But which thing we should be thankful for, our life which was not our own; our relatives, which we never choose;our love which is driven by the genes for better survival; Our friends, who are there because they just need us for their own benefits, or we need them for our own benefit; Our society who needs us just to maintain this cycle of life. What is unconditional; nothing. Those who say they love unconditionally, unconsciously they too are lying or they don’t know the biology of  love.

What is reality; subjective perception; nothing else; there is nothingness always and have been; and i am but a shadow of my own imagination; long passed by; the wait is already over; the judgement is already passed; its just that the outcome is not yet perceivable; whatever I say is true; whatever i see is false.