Megalomaniac

An interesting excerpt from "Dr. Faustus" by Christopher Marlowe The endless praises of the choirs of angels had begun to grow wearisome; for, after all, did he not deserve their praise? Had he not given them endless joy? Would it not be more amusing to obtain undeserved praise, to be worshipped by beings whom he tortured? He smiled inwardly, and resolved that the great drama should be performed. For countless ages the hot nebula whirled aimlessly through space. At length it began to take shape, the central mass threw off planets, the planets cooled, boiling seas and burning mountains heaved and tossed, from black masses of cloud hot sheets of rain deluged the barely solid crust. And now the first germ of life grew in the depths of the ocean, and developed rapidly in the fructifying warmth into vast forest trees, huge ferns springing from the damp mould, sea monsters breeding, fighting, devouring, and passing away. And from the monsters, as the play unfolded itself, Man was

aah, yet another year passes... but i am frozen ... stuck in a time warp glued to the past i try to move ahead yet something hinders the path i find myself all alone sinking deeper and deeper i scream and shout and writhe in pain this struggle must end or doom shall prevail somewhere in the darkness a faint light appears i move towards the twilight leaving the shadows behind

...some sayings that touched me deeply :) Baba Bulleh Shah: masjid dhaa dei, mandir dhaa dei, dhaa dei jo kucch dhainda par kissi da dil naa dhaain, Rab dilaan vich rehnda... Baba Guru Nanak: "Let God's grace be the mosque, and devotion the prayer mat. Let the Quran be the good conduct. Let modesty be compassion, good manners fasting, you should be a Muslim the like of this. Let good deeds be your Kaaba and truth be your mentor. Your Kalma be your creed and prayer, God would then vindicate your honour." (Majh) Steve Weinberg: "Religion is an insult to human dignity. With or without it you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion."

i sit in my little corner my tears drenched in sweet sorrow surrounded by a gloomy silence reflecting on the bleak past sadness fills the mind grief envelops the soul memories still haunt me i wonder if they will ever go away i cut myself deeply but no blood oozed it wasn't my wrists that i slashed ...but my mind & my heart the silent screams agonize me the scars are etched forever would death be a penalty ...or would it be the answer?!?