Revival Thought
Last Post: 25th June 2007
467 days since the last post. I would like to ratify the fact that I am a procrastinator and the adjective lazy can also be added to it. When I sit on the couch (TV or no TV, casting or no casting), I feel so contented (no more adjectives here, just pure satisfaction).
My ideal brain keeps imagining stuff. (As I have spoken of an ideal mind already, the latter, obvious part has to follow it) This imagination is, but natural, a live broadcast from the boardroom of the great Satan.
But sometimes after lying for hours altogether on the cozy couch, with brain all drained out, I see that famous bulb, invented by Thomas Alva Edison, flash/blink/glow (whatever).
Such Thoughts that get generated, when the legendary blub flash/blink/glow, seem pure work of genius to me (as of now, it is only me). I started this blog with intention of putting such sheer genius in front of an audience. The blog materialized. The genius thoughts (psycho thoughts, just to reinforce the name of the blog) materialized. Some how the audience did not materialized.
I lost the interest and then one more blog was laid to rest. It suddenly became lost in the vast echelons of the wide web which spreads all over the world.
It feels so good to be lazy, but it feels so wonderful to see your thoughts being penned down. So here am I to blog again. Maybe someday an alien realizes the worth of this blog and abducts me for being the most genius human being on earth. And as on that day I will be famous and my blog will be the most visited part of this wide web which is casted over the mind of many human beings of this world.
Some rhyming words put in a form, which can be possibly be termed as poetic:
How lazy can a human be?
There is no limit defined for it,
Even death can bring no end to it,
Some say, so eternal it be.
How Idle can a human be?
Blindly he accepts the saying of some,
Serves devil a full course meal at his home,
He says, so cursed I be.
How cursed can a human be?
Fate is the only star shinning for him,
Effort is the bad habit not to be adopted,
Some say, so lazy he be.
Hope to keep this blog afloat for at least some decades ;)
467 days since the last post. I would like to ratify the fact that I am a procrastinator and the adjective lazy can also be added to it. When I sit on the couch (TV or no TV, casting or no casting), I feel so contented (no more adjectives here, just pure satisfaction).
My ideal brain keeps imagining stuff. (As I have spoken of an ideal mind already, the latter, obvious part has to follow it) This imagination is, but natural, a live broadcast from the boardroom of the great Satan.
But sometimes after lying for hours altogether on the cozy couch, with brain all drained out, I see that famous bulb, invented by Thomas Alva Edison, flash/blink/glow (whatever).
Such Thoughts that get generated, when the legendary blub flash/blink/glow, seem pure work of genius to me (as of now, it is only me). I started this blog with intention of putting such sheer genius in front of an audience. The blog materialized. The genius thoughts (psycho thoughts, just to reinforce the name of the blog) materialized. Some how the audience did not materialized.
I lost the interest and then one more blog was laid to rest. It suddenly became lost in the vast echelons of the wide web which spreads all over the world.
It feels so good to be lazy, but it feels so wonderful to see your thoughts being penned down. So here am I to blog again. Maybe someday an alien realizes the worth of this blog and abducts me for being the most genius human being on earth. And as on that day I will be famous and my blog will be the most visited part of this wide web which is casted over the mind of many human beings of this world.
Some rhyming words put in a form, which can be possibly be termed as poetic:
How lazy can a human be?
There is no limit defined for it,
Even death can bring no end to it,
Some say, so eternal it be.
How Idle can a human be?
Blindly he accepts the saying of some,
Serves devil a full course meal at his home,
He says, so cursed I be.
How cursed can a human be?
Fate is the only star shinning for him,
Effort is the bad habit not to be adopted,
Some say, so lazy he be.
Hope to keep this blog afloat for at least some decades ;)
posted by VJ the PsychO at
10:40 AM
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