Freedom

Staring out the window, I see the bird flying by. I envy the infinite freedom it has. Restrained and strangled by the coagulated cobwebs of life with its daily routines and the sands of time never refusing to stop so as i could too fly like the bird....

Beginning a new beginning

I was just thinking why do we actually have to think. Why can't we just be blank and think about notning. But then that would be like thinking about something where the "something" is nothing. If thinking about nothing is possible then why do we even have to think???? Seems like a dumb question but a dumb question with some sense. Seems like everything in the world has its condriction.
Things nowdays for me are going weird. I mean, i simpli start thinking of weird stuffs like these. So thats why i decided to start a blog so i can put away these thoughts in my head and be sane :)