Our world's progression

For ages, Man has seized flight. What has that lead to? It was known to be, and still now that it is inevitable that Man will take flight one day. What has that become? What became of flight? The aeroplanes we know today are nothing more than tools, machineries that Man has created, formed to take flight. If we are going to talk about environmental issues here, drop the idea and move on to the next point. Aeroplanes... Man... Aeroplanes fly with the help of Man. Man fly when in an aeroplane. Literally. What does that make of Man? Man can witness flight, but can never fly. That's the whole story. Some attempts to fly made by Man, AND I really mean FLY, like a bird soaring in the sky, are just superfluous or extravagant. Truth to be told, I love shows whereby some grotesque character jumps down a high building with a blanket over him/her. It marks a bizarre end for him/her. Frankly speaking, I am not finding Man's great ideas and creations a hassle. It sorts of make the world a better place to live in as transports become much more convenient. Not has Man only seized flight, but they have also seized space. Not the all of it, of course. The message I want to relate today is that Our World's Progression is Limitless. Putting a halt to it means putting a halt to our lives. However, that will not happen. If that does, that is when I step in.
Bounded By Space And Time,
LostReality.

    

My return from time

I have returned from the me of your imagination. As you cannot see, I am not here right now. I am in a world distant from yours. I have travelled through time just to disjoin the flow of the world. I have searched and uncovered the truth behind the existence of our world. But I shall not mention that as I am afraid that many will come chasing after my information and I fear that my pursuers are about to catch up to me, as of now even as I speak. On top of that, my legs are wobbly from running and it is only a matter of time when I perish, along with the world. It may not seem that things are in my favour but I have concealed a plan that will announce the disappearance or the continuance of the world. I do not expect remuneration but so long as the plan is being carried out smoothly, I am satisfied. With the concurrence of  several unusual events, it is unpredictable whether my plan will work out. And with that, I recommend cooperation. I shall not go into details today as I am currently being hunted. But those that hunt me do not know the the person I am, conforming to reality. For I shall be the hunter.
LostReality,
I hunted you.

Things happen tomorrow

Things happen tomorrow

A good day to everybody out there! It might be night now but I am feeling the same as when it was in the day. I am active at night and in the day which makes me- a nocdayner (nocturnal) person. I have experienced a few things today and it won't be easy explaining them. At least, in details. The things that I have done today will happen tomorrow in a few more days. So, is there no tomorrow? Oh, I'm doomed. I have come across a question which questions: "A man has no fears." The answer they gave was: "My son Tom, is afraid of cockroaches." Now, does that make sense to you? What I would like to say is that, that question has no mistakes and it is perfect if you would excuse the usage of a name. Look here. Look there. Look everywhere. Things you find are obvious to you but not to those that meet your eyes. Things may appear big to you, but to your eyes, they are nothing more than molecules and atoms that are readily expressed as invisible substances floating in the air everywhere. Come to think of it, my end of year examination will be starting in two days time from now. Although I don't like to admit that I have apparently not done any revision. Revise today, act tomorrow. Pray the day after tomorrow. Play. Have fun. Results back, jump in joy or die from shock. Graduate or retain. Holiday or no, stay at home. Time passes, kites fly. Plane swishes, bird sizzles. Friend pushes, family curious. Accident happens, child injured. Walk faster, more energy is wasted. Drive more, damage more. Earth sore, humans sore. That is the paradox of our time. That is what happens tomorrow if we don't act today. Things that can be completed tomorrow can also be completed today if enough effort is put in. Achieve now, or never. Things happen tomorrow. Things might be good. Things could be bad too. Still, things happen tomorrow.

Happened to be tomorrow,

LostReality, reality of your misery. I haunted you.

Eternity

Eternity

Have you ever asked yourself this question? Can I live for an Eternity? Well, I have, and now I am regretting even asking my sub- consciousness that question. Maybe I should have tried asking my pet dog first. Unfortunately, I don't have one. Living for an Eternity... Is that considered to be a good or bad thing? It all depends on what you think of Eternity. The word itself can mean many things. Personally, I feel that if everyone lives for an eternity, the world will not progress. Think of it this way... A ruler in a certain place. That ruler continues to rule over that place for an Eternity. That ruler has sovereignty over that place. (Let's put things in a simpler manner. Monarch. Sounds better. Why didn't I think of it earlier on? I have no wish to re-writing my earlier sentences.) Absolute control. Dominates every part of that place. The same ruler, the same old thinker. Is it not better to hand over the position and the duty to protect and help the place progress to the next generation or their offsprings? Different people think differently. Humans' minds are vast. They can go from imagining big numbers to counting them and forming some equations. That sets humans and animals apart, for the moment. Who knows, The animal kingdom might rule over humans one day. If that ever happens, I would want to join the animals in their conquest, bearing the ideal of world domination. Ultimately, whether you like to live for an eternity or not is all up to you. Think, do you not want to subject for any change at all? Do you really want to be a perpetual being? If so, unlike you, I would not want to live for an eternity. Worst still, suffer for an eternity. And one more thing, this world would be feeding on trees and grass then. What's the word? Overcrowding. That sort of sums up what I want to post. Woah, nice time 11:44 PM. I have to enjoy this moment. I won't get to see it that often again. 

Yours eternally,

LostReality  

Knowledge is Power

Greetings to everyone, everywhere, all around. I have decided to post today. I guess it should be based on my instinct. Besides that, the reason behind my not-posting- issue over the past few weeks is simply because, my blog has been neutralized. For some reasons which is blogger's problem. Well, let's start with the topic, shall we? I have always believed that knowledege is power. Information come and go. I desire for knowledge. Once, I dreamt of this dream. It was fabulous. The world was filled with information all people would want to get a hold of. It was within my grasp. I extended one hand but was suprised when something spoke to me. "You want to obtain power?" I could not open my mouth to speak. Instead, I was drowning, in my own voice. "Knowledge is power... Knowledge is power. Knowledge..." I made a attempt to run, but was later pulled back by a invinsible force. Then I realised that the world around me was filled with beings of another kind. None that I have seen before and wouldn't want to see it again. Events began to unfold. One being said to another "An ignorant, miserable, revolting and nauseating fool you are. A pathetic loser." "Totally different. This wasn't the world that I was living in". Suddenly, I was brought yet to another world. This time, it was different. An aroma filled the surrounding air and I fell into a deep sleep. Wow sleeping in my dream. It's a serious matter. All of a sudden, I flew. No, I really flew. I was lifted right off the world and thrown into darkness. Then my eyelids flickered into life. "Light.", I thought. Wonderful. It's just that I was thrown off my bed. Unknown force. Possibly my body reacted to some kind of chemical and flew right off. A terrifying, yet exciting dream. Knowledge... Do I really want it that badly? Oh no, my intuition tells me something was off. My alarm clock stared at me. I flew again.     

Think death. Think again.

The ostensible truth of my theories

Hello. It's been long since I have posted. How long I suppose? Erm... very long. Probably, a week or so. Next question : Is that considered long to you? My answer to your question : Not quite. But still, it is. Well has that cleared your doubts? Well, I pressume that I may proceed with what I was going to say, or more specifically, post--online. First theory - Most people die because they love thinking about "death" or possibly in a verb form "die". Overall, it doesn't make much of a difference, except "death" is a noun whereas "die" is a verb. Or maybe spelling, if you all would like it. Why is that so? Imagine. You think of something... nice... but horrible. What's the first thought that strikes your mind? FEAR. Supposedly... When one is thinking about something, it affects not only greatly but also, a big impact to his/her brain cells. Don't mention it. I'm also thinking now. So, if you try to sit at a corner, stare into blank space and think of the word "die" or "death" for a day ( I'm telling you, don't take this personally, it isn't going to happen ), I assure you that the next day, you would find yourself lying on a bed of roses, ready to be "incinerated". Okay, not really, "cremated" might be a better word. Spontaneously, at that particular moment, you would think of the word "death" or "die" again. It's futile. That's when you will die and my theory comes to life. ( Once again, it's just something that is being made up, things won't go according to what is happening now, virtually. ) After which, things that are happening up or down there... is something we won't know. Or maybe, we would, when that does happen... It's going to become a world-wide affair.

Nothing,

Nothing.

'Stop wondering'

Wondering why I have not posted for eons? Here's the answer : Everyday, I wake up, brush my teeth, wash my face, take a bath , have breakfast , No school? FANTASTIC! go online , stare at my computer screen for hours and there goes my electricity bills. To tell you the truth, the thought of "posting" have not occurred to me until today, which is why I am posting now. If you want to know why I had been doing these past few days, guess what? I was breathing. However, now my system has malfunctioned and somehow it stops me from breathing. Well, I am still alive and going. Maybe I have used an artificial heart. Maybe I am just a spirit 'wandering'. All this adds up to one word : 'Dead'. I might be literally dead but still I respond like a human. But it's up to your thinking whether you like it or not. Presume me dead, or rather, "YOU ARE STILL ALIVE, STOP JOKING". So really, as you can see.. I have nothing to do. I shall fly to my "study desk" officially renamed by me to "floor". That's all. Goodbye. Logged off, LostReality.