Fate's Great Banquet!

XLNC Poetry | By Aditya | 2010 Trackbacks (0) Comments (2)   
This is my story,
of my silent life.
Desolation cries out.
The inflicted malice.

This is an old story,
Authored by loneliness.
Each wound weeps,
and tells me its tale.

This is my chronicle of chronicles.
A legacy without legends
I pick out thorns from my memories
I am living in the shadow of falling walls

Hatred sings in my garden of horror
The rain of death showers all the time
My eyes dance in emptiness
There is no one, no one at all
How long can I wait in this void
There is no one, no one at all
Neither close nor distant

There is a fear flowing,
It is saying something to me
I pick out thorns from my memories
I am living in the shadow of falling walls

The sounds of my heartbeats,
Are the voices that keep me alive.
But it swallows my blood
And slaughters my dreams

I am now secluded and deserted,
But I have the vigour and strength.
There is hope tangled in my memories,
there is a Hope of LIFE!

This heart is a forest of memories;
This heart is surrounded by hatred and disgust.
I pick out thorns from my memories;
I am living in the shadow of falling walls.

I Have Only Words To Play With!

XLNC | By Aditya | 2010 Trackbacks (0) Comments (1)   

I am a synonym for Loneliness, Solitude, Seclusion, Isolation, Separation, Segregation, Detachment and Objectivity.

"I swear by my life and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine." – John Galt

I am a rock. I am an island. Isolated and deserted. Alone and peaceful. Happy and profane.

And as my blog title suggests, I am an ICONOCLAST.

Here’s something about me –
1.I am curious. And curiosity is insubordination in its purest form.
2.I think like a genius, I write like a distinguished author, I speak like a child.
3.I know more than I can express in words, and the little I can express would not have been expressed, had I not known more.
– Quoting Vladimir Nabokov
4.I am a man of small dreams and big ambitions.
5.I do things for the mere satisfaction of my satisfaction. That really didn’t make sense did it?
6.I rarely make any sense, except for nonsense.I am The Living Joker, no not the one from a pack of cards but THE JOKER from the Batman Series, no not Heath Ledger-esque but Arkham Asylum types!!

I am not famous, but my blog is!!

I have only words to play with, and I am in dire need for friends. And this post is intended to do just that - tell the world what sort of a person I am and if at all any one reading this post is compatible with me just leave me a comment and I’ll get back to you if I find you interesting enough.

Signing off,

Cogito, Ergo Sum. - I Think, Therefore I Am.

General World XLNC | By Aditya | 2010 Trackbacks (0) Comments (2)   

"I don't make comparisons. I never think of myself in relation to anyone else. I just refuse to measure myself as part of anything. I'm an utter egotist.”  - Howard Roark in The Fountainhead

For people who haven’t read The Fountainhead, here is what it is about. It’s about one person’s ego making him more successful and in that way driving the human kind further. To put it in much simpler terms – “Man’s ego is the fountainhead of human progress.”

For example, Gandhi and his principles or Nelson Mandela or the recently passed away Jyotindra Basu. So every human who takes an offbeat track has more probability of changing the world and immortalizing himself than other/normal people – as shown in 3 Idiots (in a very very filmi manner!)

Every man must think of himself, be selfish to the core, and think about the concept of “I” before us. And by doing so he helps the human race/cause. Because if a man is true to himself, he raises himself further… Boundaries are crossed, barriers broken and men become legends!

Man cannot survive except through the use of his mind. He comes on earth unarmed. His brain is his only weapon. Animals obtain food by force. Man has no claws, no fangs, no horns, no great strength of muscle. He must plant his food or hunt it. To plant, he needs a process of thought. To hunt, he needs weapons, and to make weapons--a process of thought. From this simplest necessity to the highest religious abstraction, from the wheel to the skyscraper, everything we are and everything we have comes from a single attribute of man--the function of his reasoning mind.

But the mind is an attribute of the individual. There is no such thing as a collective brain. There is no such thing as a collective thought. An agreement reached by a group of men is only a compromise or an average drawn upon many individual thoughts. It is a secondary consequence. The primary act--the process of reason--must be performed by each man alone. We can divide a meal among many men. We cannot digest it in a collective stomach. No man can use his lungs to breathe for another man. No man can use his brain to think for another. All the functions of body and spirit are private. They cannot be shared or transferred. – Howard Roark

Of Breed And Species!!

General XLNC Humor | By Aditya | 2010 Trackbacks (0) Comments (6)   

Yesterday, was purely a malfunction of my imagination.

So I must imagine better tomorrow. And tomorrow, even if I fail again, I must fail better.

Here I place another checkpoint in my blogging skills. I must write posts which encourage comments, and I recollect and reiterate all what I said in one of my earlier blogposts. And I stand corrected - I should be treating my commentators cordially, and also encourage critics cause they make my blogs better.

But yeah I stand by what I said about comments and the 4 reasons why people comment –

·         To advise the blogger
·         For materialistic gains like more comments on his/her blog
·         Blog Hoppers who come to the site randomly
·         Just for fun, to show that they have read your blog and have the intelligence to understand your blog!

But that was all what I wrote in my earlier post, what I have learnt now is that there are 3 reasons why people blog –

·         For materialistic gains like comments which gives them happiness
·         Because they love to write arbit crap (like me)
·         To advise other people, on what to do or not to do, as they feel they have the power to influence others!

Through all of this i have realized that my blogsposts aren’t getting enough comments recently so I pledge/promise to write blogposts which would encourage people to leave comments upon and subsequently encourage me to write better!!

For lessons on how to get more comments go here or here...

Apotheosis Of Reason!

General Politics World XLNC | By Aditya | 2010 Trackbacks (0) Add comment   

Reality is a ploy that we are all a part of.
All trust is fraud, Belief a deception, faith a sham.

It is in this that we are guilty, our offence an infidelity of the identity. If there is an explanation for our fault, it is this – we satisfy ourselves with one correct ANSWER, one right GOD, one belief. By believing in only one singularity, we have rid ourselves of choice; choice of faith, of beliefs, of the right way to live life and of society.

And there is no pardon, amnesty or absolution. And the ultimate penalty for believing in only one right answer is this – we are deluded into thinking that the truth is really true.

And by being deceived we have stopped evolving and have become Neanderthals again. We have now failed in our evolution and regressed back to the dark ages. We again fight the holy wars but now with our own soul. We fight against a mind which is stuck in a mode whose basic rules must be broken, its defence shattered before changing it.

We have come to believe everything that is told to us, we have no feelings/emotions/thoughts of our own. We blindly follow orders, we are being led into darkness.


And as Tyler Durden puts it - I see all this potential, and I see it squandered. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables — slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars, but we won't. We're slowly learning that fact.

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