I was fully ready to set out and go to the world of oblivion. I decided, in doing this, to take the attempt of forgetting every thing I passed out during my lifetime.
We often rush, we finally have to adapt t and live with our choices. The ship of life is sailing searching for anchorage, but because of its crazy speed, that ship fails to land several times. We find that the mind cries when the truth is lost, the heart cries when hope vanishes, and the eyes cry when they get stuck to the strong waves of life flood. The life ship may sometimes succeed in landing, at that time, we feel safe and stable.
Whereas some people look at their lives with supremacy the majority of them do not look at it by any means. Each of us has his own ship next to which passed hundred but even thousand chavacters whom we sometimes do not care. But other times we wish to follow them and benefit from their life experience. We try hard to gain those experiences either via experiments or throughout dealing with those around us.
That is the life methodology that refuses to go on one way all the time, we meet a mixture of good and bad people during our lifetime, so our attempts prove failure when we prepare ourselves to meet good people only.
You should become the leader of your life ship, not just among those who clings it to live or survive drowning…you have to build up yourself with valuable ideas and serious steps.
I often wonder why not struggling in order or our names to remain engraved on the ship’s walls, so, others can search for us to benefit from our thoughts, and thus continue their life journey.
As I prepare myself for the journey to the world of oblivion, I forget to take some necessary baggage, it’s the bags of tolerance, and hope and will are indispensable if you want seriously to escape from life journey to the oblivion world…but I asked my self how I could go to that world without any change in myself.