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What should be your super-power?

Your Superpower Should Be Mind Reading

You are brilliant, insightful, and intuitive.
You understand people better than they would like to be understood.
Highly sensitive, you are good at putting together seemingly irrelevant details.
You figure out what's going on before anyone knows that anything is going on!

Why you would be a good superhero: You don't care what people think, and you'd do whatever needed to be done

Your biggest problem as a superhero: Feeling even more isolated than you do now 

and / or 

Your Superpower Should Be Manipulating Electricity

You're highly reactive, energetic, and super charged.
If the occasion calls for it, you can go from 0 to 60 in a split second.
But you don't harness your energy unless you truly need to.
And because of this, people are often surprised by what you are capable of.

Why you would be a good superhero: You have the stamina to fight enemies for days

Your biggest problem as a superhero: As with your normal life, people would continue to underestimate you

Hamster saves the day! (ramblings 3)

After acquiring a job for which one has worked hard and prayed harder, one tend to be fall into the pool of excitement and is drunk with elation.

How often that happens to everyone else? I would not know and I could not guess.

Returning to the topic, the mentioned elated feelings then tend to linger and tinge the view of the world that the person has at least for a short time. This feeling of drunkenness can lead one to do something extremely foolish precisely when utter sobriety is the utmost requirement.

One such fellow not so long ago in a galaxy not so far away in a city not so unknown just happened to have done exactly one such act of foolishness while under the influence of this hyper-elation of a dream come true or rather a goal achieved.

True that this act of foolishness was not really all that bad but it was bad enough to ruin the day. A tiny nudging of the REM cycle was all that it was. But something that seems so insignificant, can have decently dire consequences or so that one elated fellow found to his/her dismay. For the day was nearly lost as well as the new job due to the the simple fact of going to bed just eight hours too late. Of course the "bad hair day" or  "ugly day" that followed could have gotten worse of that person had not the wit or the ability to think quickly on their feet.

So regardless of everything does the hamster come to the rescue of man!

Quick-Scribble: Invincibility

Mark of those that are but lost,

Irremovable at all the cost. 

Wreak order on th disorder,

Discipline chaos within the border.

Beyond the chasm within the soul,

An abyss that makes one whole.

For balance, combine this trinity!

Attain for a time mere invincibility!

By well me .. obviously!

I believe it can also be found on my deviant art account!

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To post or not to post?

After a gruelling night shift duty at work I am sitting here in front of the laptop wondering: should I post? If so, then what do I post? What do I feel like saying this time? But as an answer to all those question my mind just draw a blank. At least that is so for a while before my mind starts nudging me to post up the story I am currently working on and not the one that has appeared in the previous posts. I am unwilling to this bizarre direction my thoughts have taken, nevertheless even my heart yearns to share the story to have atleast some one read it and comment on it. But I am firm on this: that is one story I dont intend to share on the net naked to the eyes of those that steal ideas to further their self indulgences.

Therefore, I am here writing this out in an effort to confirm myself one way or another all the while also generating a post. Ergo fulfilling one of my wishes: to add a new post to my blog thus to keep it alive. Regardless, it still leaves the questions partially unanswered while raising others. I am posting and my thoughts are what I am posting, but am I really saying anything at all? I guess I am sharing a feeling of undecisiveness and that itself is worth the post.

I am sure everyone has their moments of undecisiveness at one point in time and space or another. So most everyone will be able to atleast partially if not completely empathise with me about the matter. Then for those awkward moments a moment of silence for their rapidly spent lives in most cases.

How I came to be at this point? Interesting question, and to answer it I will have to explain the last 20 hours or so of my life in this time-space continuum. For one I woke up at 15:00 hours in the afternoon yesterday and immediately got ready to be picked up by the shuttle service for work. Work for me means a day shift on the first day a night shift on the second day followed by two days of rest and then beginning all over. Each shift is about 12.5 hours long and round trip commuting take another 3.25 hours. This means that I actually work 31.5 hours every 4 days or one could say about 46.75 hours a week and all of that is actually accomplished in only 3 working days.

Returning to the matter at hand, we have established I woke up for work and then worked through a night shift. Being an Engineer working in field in the industry and also as last night there was some major clean up operation carried out on the equipment and vessels means that last night was ardous and more vigourous than most.

After arriving home in such a tired state, I climbed up the staircase to gain access to the internet, a friend I had not visited in the last 5 days. This meant a few inboxes filled to their brims with a bit of junk but mostly worth seeing emails and a handful that were urgent and demanded attention even when they arrived 4 days ago. When I was finished trawling through that universe of alphanumeric characters I finally had time for some personal head space. Hardly had I begun relaxing when I remembered that I had a blog which I wanted to keep alive and that it needed to be fed a post to accomplish this for atleast one or two more days. Hence this wall of text has been posted. Also to see if anyone has noticed my blog yet.

Ever the avid non-avid reader

Mo

A walk down Cotemplation Lane (note: ramblings 2)

Its been a while since I have been here. But here I am nonetheless.

Inspired by someone's blogging even if the recent posts were relatively small and seemed to have imaginary bullet points. I decided that it was time for a post of my own. A time when the zenith of introversion had been reached and a small amout of data dump was required for my system to be stable. Unlike most one could be like that. I mean like a computer or even robotic; collect the data then wait for an uplink and then dump the data onto the internet. Ofcourse that means I am talking about pre-programmed obsolete systems used for mass-dumping of information on the internet around the 1950′s era!

Anyway, maybe we should move on form non-sensical babble to some even more retarded ramblings that may end up just as abruptly as they began.

I wonder why then I have not been able to defeat the nemesis of most of our inner Scribes. Maybe I didn't have enough time or maybe I am more like some than I ought to be. Or maybe I am just too disappointed to see the stuff around me that is and then to keep it in relative stability I would rather abuse my self by bottling it all up than spill it out. Then am I good or am I an evil tormentor. Where does this test end? When did it ever really begin? Then again I remember when it began … one of my most vivid and devastating experiences and one i am loath to repeat … That was when it all began and it is all unlikely to end … ever.

This rage and all this political maneuvering does not suit me, I would rather just be, but then the question arises, where will there be progress if there is not an ounce of envy deep down within .. that aspiration of ambition or whatever you may call it that goads one to compete and excel …

And it ends just as abruptly.

A question anew? (note: ramblings)

Do I really need to do this?

i dont know but my deliberate oblieteration of a lot of the grammar is my personal stamp on everything that i scribble. it oversimplifies things which is usually simple enough to understand and where difficult i do revert to using  grammar as diligenty as we are supposed to have been taught. yes i call it scribbling and not writing because i dont write you see. for writing would involve conveying a whole message in one go in a most articulate manner of speech be it written on paper or typed up on the screeen. whereas i scribble to let the reader fleetingly glimpse at a portion of my thought rather than the whole because portions are understood easier by most than the whole picture. the masses have to be fed bits of the grand a piece at a time to subtley but surely win them over and leave them no room for their own thought.


i seem to be losing myself in thought …


every moment of every second of every minute and so on so forth is occupied by hundreds of thoughts within the mind of one person. what then would be the sum total of each and every minds thoughts per second and then per day. for it is thoughts stray or not that turn to words and actions eventually habits and character of that mind. but the mind is itself an onion. so many thoughts behind that metaphor that it is too time consuming to put them on paper and hence the use of the metaphor… get the message across in the shortest time possible with the least resources used. brutal effciency of the mind is the only thing that could come up with that. as i was saying the mind is an onion, layers upon layers, facades covering facades but which one is true self? only the owner of the mind knows.


but then through studying every detail of the life of the mind one can easily make out the most basic and foundation character of the mind … but nobody takes the time ….


time .. something everyone has too little off. if that is the case and everyone is so busy then what are they so busy doing? where do they all go? when do they all do it? while every is so very busy they still find time to check facebook or any other number of social forums, they find the time to check email, to wrtie scribble a blog, to read a blog, to text a friend and so many other things all of which are secondary to their primary duties and priorities but nobody actually has the time to actually do something meaningful or if they do then they start out meaning well but end up back in the throes of vanity and materialism …


wait what am i doing here ?


not really sure but i needed to tempt the words to flow from my mind to try and whip the lazy and obnoxiously obese mind back into shape and at 480 words approx it is already gasping for breath no longer used to the mental agility it possessed in days not so long ago


yet it has acquired a new facet a new lens to view the world with and it adds this to the already hoarded piles of dimensions it can view the world through and the kaliedoscope it can percieve is nothing compared to what the older and more mature minds can see but it is this particular pattern is something even they could not come up with.. the pattern is so ugly and yet so fascinating it is like a living being in itself and it has a hypnotic gravity about it sucking all that are within reach and spewing them out the other side having been shown glimpses of the trails of fire and blood that the soul of the mind has already gone through …


take a breath for even i cant seem to unravel what this mind is telling me and yet we live happily together in this selfsame cage that spews forth from its digits and taste sensing element the very same thoughts you see before you…


lost all is lost only to be found anew …..


to contradict the beginnning there are times when portions of thoughts are just that portions and they cannot be understood properly without signficant detail, insight and clear context … this is most often the usual case and therefore the method more in demand particularly due to the need to understand ones purpose and in a failed attempt to explain everything including those which cannot be explained more than the words miracle and devine intervention  and all just to know oneself better ….


what one would not do do be united with one’s self … mind body and soul …..