Chaos to Organise

There’s chaos everywhere, in mind, in body, in soul

Order is miles away, to look for it I went on a stroll

There's so much clutter in

so young, so green minds

sometimes it wishes to be deaf

sometimes it wants to turn blind

how this chaos will be organized ?

is there any order to look for, to find ?

there's so much clutter in

so big, so ripe minds

No place to go, no place to hide

and we go on to live in our bee hives.

Descent into the cold abyss of oneself

It is necessary ... for a person to go away by himself ... to sit on a rock ... and ask, 'Who am I, where have I been, and where am I going? ― Carl Sandburg

In this chaotic life-style it is very unlikely that I find time to introspect. I intend to keep going and going. Waiting for none and in some contorted way waiting forever for everyone. As I'm never satisfied, I guess nobody is. Wish list keeps growing and I keep making appends and amends. My own mind is like an unsafe neighborhood, I seldom go there for help. I read and observe others, learn from others, often mimic those whom I find perfect. Introspection is something I avoid, knowingly or unknowingly I don't know. As Toba Beta's heart my heart too fails to see its own sins.

What I'm so frightened of ? Why I seek solace in others ? Am I so frightened to look inside, to go deep inside that I keep floating on the fringes ? Sometimes I guess I should interact more, not with others but myself. I should dive deep into this unexplored territory and descend into this cold abyss of myself.

What I lost

what I found

too lavishly or too little

on the way, as I move around

Merry-go-rounds of

connections, webs in which I seems to lost

separations, that are caustic

even if small was the cost

I complain to no one, complain none

though, deceit was lurking

on every turn

but, sometimes it was fun

I look back and see

shed some leaves off of my memory

tale of every small town, every city

some appreciated, others pitied

Whispering unto my own ears

what's good and what's bad

how much I'm happy

how much my scale flips for sad

Whispering mutely, meant for none

better not to ponder on many but one

defining my own, unexampled  

theory of funk and fun..

The mind becomes much more beautiful, 
when man could see his own weaknesses.
― Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity

CHAOS

According to the Oxford Dictionary 'Chaos' literally means- A state of extreme confusion and disorder. Extreme randomness.....too random to make any sense. Don't think even for a second that Random Scribblings is  going for the same extreme randomness :P  I'm writing all this in full sense and not at any ungodly hours but at 6.00 PM in the evening. 

By 'chaos' here I mean the anxiety, the uncertainty,  the possibility and probability of newness. The puzzled and qualmish state (in good sense) to experience something out of box. Things beyond the floors and ceilings. A phase of boundlessness and no-limits.

What’s this miraculous hack?

It’s a simple one: let go. Let go of control and allow yourself to be swept away by the powerful currents of life. Let go of planning and embrace not know what will happen. Let go of productivity and be open to new ideas, new opportunities, spontaneous creativity. 

A place to go

where I've never been before.

Butterflies fluttering inside

eager to know what's outside. 

Not a moment of silence 

just the noise and urge 

to take more, to see more 

feeling of elation and devour. 

Fragrance of inspiration

scope of novel creations. 

Possibility of exploring 

a treasure

with just bare hands. 

Feasibility of fabricating 

a castle with 

pebbles and dry sand.

Leave behind the 

monsters of details.
Let the veil of odds unveil.
Make the things slide
For a moment of change.
Let them derail.
One step forward from
this era of pre-defined 'Time'
Sometimes this ticking time

becomes fuckin foe of mine. 

Friedrich Nietzsche says - You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.  
I say- Lets have this chaos with in us. Order and arrangements and rules are good ( no doubt in that) but too much is always bad.... Sometimes lil derailment from the regular things is not only good but it's vital.

What do you guys say ??