You ever felt this way before? Had you ever so many questions to ask?

Questions about life. Questions about faith?

Questions about God. Questions about death?

There is confusion.


There is destruction.




Rotten with fear. Burning in anguish.

Mere contemplation.


What is a question without a definition?

Till death do apart–is it a question or mere interpretation!

They die, so some go to heaven and others to hell.

Is it a fact or is it a question.

What is that force called, which changes the season?

If i say God, is it an answer or a question for a question?

Where does the tree come from.

Are we humans? But that is a joke.


Why? What? How? Why?

The World Bleeds


William Shakespeare made a point in Macbeth–the play that unnatural acts breed unnatural results. And that is exactly what is happening in our world, we think we cherish.

Look around you. What do you see? A life full of disasters and a world filled with human garbage. When God decided to create the world, the angels asked Him, why? For humans will destroy it–and were they wrong? Nay.

God said, there are somethings i know and understand better. I only ask, to get a small part if this understanding. Because humans are, i think, God’s worst creation.

Look around you. What do you see?

A world that bleeds.

And why does it bleed?  Because we as humans stab it again and again. and when we are done, we stab it some more.

So humans are God’s worst creation? Pardon the hostility but yes. Less good is ever done by us, than evil deeds. We seek the unnatural ways because that is what we are good at.

Why are humans, the way they are. Because their minds have corrupted over millenniums. The minds has been polluted. It reeks.

Look around you. What do you see?

A world that bleeds. We have nourished it with blood, smoke, grease and crime.

It cries–the world does. But we can not hear because we have become so loud. It is suffocated in our breath. It dies everyday.

Verily the earth bleeds.

Look around you.

What do you see?