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What defines us? What we have or what we don't? What we are or what we aspire to be?

Is light the absence of darkness or is the dark devoid of light?

Are unanswered questions really questions? What elevates a sentence to a question? The fact that it has been asked, or the fact that someone out there is seeking an answer to it?
What about all those unasked questions... What about answers that are available but have no questions at all?

What is life and what is death? Physical, emotional or spiritual? Which defines absence of life or presence of death? How do we know that what we have, is life? What if it's death, but we have not defined it right?

Hate and Incompatibility

It isn't fair.

Two unlike people should not live together. People who have nothing in common, people who hate each others guts, people who are not even compatible sexually, people who bring out the worst in each other - should not live together.

Why are they living together then? what forces them to? her insecurity? his insecurity? the child they made together?  what forces them to stay together despite not having anything in common? why cant they just let go - for in their minds, they already have.

The chasm couldnt be more deeper than the deepest end of the ocean despite living in a small 1200 sqft house.

She hated her lack of balls to walk out. She hated whatever it was that held her back from getting what she wanted. She hated herself.

I..... hate myself.

Nothing

the reality of life has taken away the imagination of the mind.
rigmarole has robbed me of words, mundane of thought and ennui of musing.

Had once read somewhere that great tragedy gives rise to the greatest works of art. The greatest tragedy though, is to have NO tragedy, and being robbed of making those great works of art.

Relief

I think he would be relieved if anything happened to me. Thank god if I died and jump in joy at the thought of losing me.

How do you wind up with someone as this to be the one person you are destined to lead your life with?