A Life of Lost Blogs
I have had a gabit of writing-diaries, page after page of random thoughts, and exploring my mind through my thoughts.
I am because I think. I have thoughts therefore I exist. Life is random string of thoughts, meandering through time, I am serching or a timeless or immortal life.
Great ideas miss me. Logic defies me. Reason shuns me.
Hope is a mirage. Mind is s shadow of the invisible. The man, mind,body and spirit , which defines abd identifies me although, immortal, timeless and forever do not represent me. I am bryond recognition. Unseen I exist, Identifird I die.
Good Life is only but a dream. Never a reality, it is non existent.
