Life and Poetry; Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas

The greatest existential bummer in life is that all good things shall come to an end. It is also one of the only things that human beings can accurately predict albeit tragic as it is.

I heard of this poem from the movie ”Interstellar”, directed by Christopher Nolan; but didn’t fully comprehend it until I found myself saying goodbye to something good I had and feeling utterly nostalgic about it.

I hope it inspires you to live life like its going to end.

The poem was written by Dylan Thomas.

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Of Love for Poetry; Messy Room by Shel Silverstein

Sometimes what we see as others’ shortcomings is really the reflection of our own faults. Wisdom is learning how to discern when it is your fault and when it is not.

Messy Room by Shel Silverstein.messy room

Whosoever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater’s been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or–
Huh? You say it’s mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!

Of love of life and poetry; There is another sky by Emily Dickinson

Happy new year my dear readers!

For the love of poetry, here is a beautiful poem by Emily Dickinson that I feel reminds me of how to live life in a pragmatic way but with optimism, regardless of what changes come. May it give you a profound enlightenment.

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There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields—
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!

19 Struggles Of Having An Outgoing Personality But Actually Being Introverted

Introversion Effect

Like many categorizing systems, the separatist thinking behind them attempts to firmly place us in one container or another.  The flaw in these types of systems is that they don’t always take into account the middle areas of the spectrum.  And any system is just that: a spectrum.  I’ve long stated with unequivocal certainty that I’m introverted.  My friends, however, look at me askance, because I’m actually very fun-loving and outgoing when I need to be.  So on that introvert/extravert spectrum, I fall somewhere to the introverted side, but exhibit limited extroverted tendencies.  Here is an article found online that I have updated to reflect this spectrumized system.

1. You’re not anti-social, you’re selectively social.

2. At any given point, you have one (maybe two) best friends who are your entire life. You’re not a “group of friends” person. You can’t keep up with all that.

3. Social gatherings…

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In Your 30s

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You will look back and see yourself, from outside yourself. An awkward looking not yet awkward feeling young girl, all teeth and pudgy limbs, barefoot on the carpet, swirling on tip toes, feeling her dress swish and swoosh. Hips, shoulders, arms, neck, wrists; moving, flailing, jerking, gyrating, flicking, twisting, swaying. Pupils dilated in the pleasure of the moment, music surging through the body. A pair of drum sticks at rhythm’s bidding. She of the big toothed smile, slurping up the adoration of adults gathered around, revelling in the experience of them enjoying her, enjoying her self.

Then it will change. You will remember the feeling of confusion, but not how the message was relayed; that it wasn’t appropriate to be dancing for the adults anymore. It will come as an inwardly radiating awareness, that there existed a self to be conscious of. A self that existed outside of you. A…

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Acceptance

Acceptance- The moment when you realize that you are complete.

The world is full of appearances; laws and rules that everyone needs to be accepted. Multi-billion dollar industries have been created in an effort to display an ‘alter-persona’ of ourselves, our real selves being personalities with less desirable traits or traits that are not popular enough. Selves that have real underlying issues, we hide them from the world as we are the only ones with issues, as if we are the only ones with skeletons in our closets.

Or maybe it is just so we can get ahead because someone told us that only the good looking or the people with smooth, amiable personalities get the best opportunities and the best of what life has to offer. But at what point does keeping up appearances move from just an appearance for the play to full out lying to ourselves? The skeletons in our closet still remain. I guess we forget what true acceptance feels like. So we keep on toiling day and night to get included in the fold. To make sure that our reputation is that of a “cool” person who is good to all and strive so hard to make sure strangers love and accept us.

We go through that circus but alas! in the 11th hour we shall realize that the only thing that matters is self-acceptance.

Hence, Acceptance; the moment when you realize you are complete.

 

19 Life-Saving Travel Tips For When You Visit Kenya

Someone published my answer on Quora…..#glee

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Well, this one is kind of easy to explain when you bear in mind the cardinal rules of living in Kenya:

1. Everyone is your friend. People will always be friendly and welcoming to you and its not weird, it’s part of our culture, but you cannot trust everyone and even though you trust. ALWAYS VERIFY! There are con men and con women who are talented in building your trust in less than five minutes and then make you part with a crazy amount of money for some fake deal, so beware.

2. Almost everyone you meet is religious. Religion here is always on fashion, so if someone asks you if you are religious, don’t take offence because it is common for everyone to follow a religion, and around 80% of the population are Christians.

3. We are religious, but we are not exactly staunch about it. So you…

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