Dreams

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...
Of course, not everyone has them, I am pretty sure none of you have it there. After all, you are all the busy people out there hungry for action and starving for death. Should you mind if I call you a busy gold digger. Ya, people think me as unreal and unfruitful but that's not true. I am not related to sleep and yes, he is just an excuse or a channel that you fools use to drive to me. Hmm, I am no the fascinations that you can get so easily. I live distant from you that you can barely reach there cause you live in reality with your address in fascination. So thy shall never be able to live in the world at least in life. Don't worry, one day you shall be coming in here, ha ... ha... ha..

Don't mean what is wet isn't me, that's just you stepped too close but pulled back but then you should be knowing what am I and what I need to do to prevent myself from being a mystery to you. Yes, there is a paranormal world. It exists better than the normal ones. There is no utopia, it is the general tendency for the people to think what can't be achieved is generally thought to be the one that can't be done at all.
I am real, I have helped the humans in times of their difficulties. Remember, the invention of the needle, the biggest of all the films and greatest stories that one has ever read.
I will come to you every night and even today, but you selfish can't remember me for long. you need to understand the fact that you are a duck and fish-brained. You can never become a man of my dreams. I fantasize you just as you fantasize me. Who is real, that's not the question.
Just try to understand, I am the reality which you can see once you close your eyes and I call it untitled what you see once your eyes have opened.
Sometimes you get real good once you learn to do the things nicely. Be careful but think of things that shall happen if I and my brother try to bully you like the ones I did when you were in trouble and when the people know things properly, like the ones when you do it with all of us. Be careful and be with me on this as you have to more of the things done to you in the past.
As you can always see history repeats itself and so does you. Remember one thing in this life you shall see seven of me and out of which the things will be seen in time.
Seeing me in the night can be pleasurable but if it is done during the day, you must have to pay for it.
You become nothing if you do this in a matter of time.

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The road of tar

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Gray and white, the colors my creators gave me, during my birth, it was black and white but as I go older I turn blackish-gray or silvery gray. I have my own things to believe and my own things to do and i.e to become a slave and face the gravity of humans. They bring in those thousands of tons of goods and they line of those vehicles on me and I beat all the weight without causing much harm to the mother Earth. Otherwise, mother Earth would have broken into pieces and those heavy trucks would have been engulfed into the earth and lost forever. I am black and might be the only black in this world whom everyone loves and never discriminated upon. It is one of the man-made elements in the world that is alive and the same in most of the parts of the world. The country flag may differ but the color of mine shall never differ, it shall be the same. These humans are still confusing for me to understand especially when they have 1 million color receptors still, why do they make me gray. I mean the color, as some people would like to call it as a very dull and cloudy color. But, each country has its very own expression, some may begin by saying that it is cheap to keep the rivers of tar of in their original shade, then the developed ones shall come with other expression or some shitty scientific answer.
But even though I do most of the work, I tend to feel that I am the most underrated element of the country. I am one of the strongest men in the world but still, they ignore me, cause I am made of tar which is again one of the most abandoned materials on the earth.

The river of trust

Have you ever wandered off in the desert or get lost somewhere. You might be or else one must try because then you shall understand who is the river of trust. Whenever one is lost, he always tries to find the river of tar as he thinks that he will be found by some human in the least otherwise, he shall be wandering off as a wanderer again. People trust me more than any other natural path available, still, they tend to ignore me.

A temporary reaction

Seeing my ignorance the human did the most important and disgusting thing which they are very good at. They made partitions within me and made me pay for it. They divided the united river into junctions and terminals on the old British excuse of difficult to administrate. They added some markings on me and I shall see them as a mark of decoration and respect for me. Some portions were elevated for increased safety. And the black&white stripes were also being integrated into the culture for safety purposes. Now, with all those lights and all, I sometimes feel honored and grateful even though still have failed to get the real admiration of the people. None praises me, everyone is interested in the praising the government. If at all the government responsible, then it is responsible in collecting the taxes, that's it. None pays me for the hard work that I do and have been doing so in the recent years to come.

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Paranoid Jar

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...
Want to store something in the empty jar, you don't always need any object to open my lid to feel what's inside because the rest can be done with ease while being inside altogether. I can feel the necessity to be clean and dirty and even when I am alone, do sometimes give the company. Huh, no not like the company thy shall give to the girl of thy dreams but you can surely give company to the people all around, you just have to open the lid and close it once in a while cause there is a whole ecosystem going inside the 'paranoid jar'. Yeah. I am paranoid, my activities may be real and can be proved by the science but still, the activities aren't recognized by the people here who might believe in ghosts and all those shitty stuff. Just open the jar cause I am a living being and anaerobic respiration is not permanent for me, I need some fresh air to breathe. If you don't do it, I promise I won't be air tight anymore, I will perform cancer and will destroy the things and never you dare to call me the 'mighty air-tight' again and I tell you time shall turn the tide around and the world shall give the dictators like you the taste of their own money.

A tale

"He was the best bro, I bought him from a grocery shop as if I was liking him to the largest menace. I was in love with him when I saw him first. He stood large and huge and tall enough to make anyone crazy and submit. He had the perfect body and the cuts were really delicious, he had the cracks and scratches from the fights which may make anyone mad and any girl cheesy for him. The glass category winner with the steel hooks and braced lid, he was a unique creature, a macho man. He shall dominate me and I shall be his slave. Usually, I hated eating sweets and such things, so I tried to get rid of all those things. The shopkeeper kept sweets in him which I hated the most, so for a few days, in fact daily I became a regular customer of the sweet, just to liberate my lover and make an impression on him. He had an appeal, the houseflies would like to stick to him every time as if everyone wanted the king. Slowly, after becoming close to the shopkeeper, I asked for a deal and then I was refused. He refused me to give the jar. I went out of mind and started showing my money power, then the muscle power and in the conflict, the jar committed suicide. That broke his body and my heart forever. I love Chocojar, I love you forever." Meo on the candy jar.

Hope you get it

At least after listening to the story above thy shall understand the value of me and won't look at me as you had done it earlier. Thanks for listening, I am the glass jar and that's my 500 on materialism...

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Many teeth single gum

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Guess who am I and never dare to ask What am I? I am no object I am a living object. You can never know the pain of not getting recognized for the work you tend to do all the day and all the night. I get stuck into those unwanted knots and those troubled curls which you have no idea from where they have come. They have been doing the hell in creating the curls and the knots. The split ends and the messed up ends. everything confuses me a lot. God save me from your puzzled head and its even more puzzled shell. May these people don't know but I should tell them that the wishes them never come true as they have a very funny shape of their heads and also the ears. These people use the black or colored threads which I say become wires at the end of their lives, yes, one can pass current through it.

The structure

If you are fortunate enough, you can always get a handle or an extended bar. Otherwise, the structure is the same, some random number of teeth framed by a bar around half an inch or so. The structure is awesome and has its own advantages and disadvantages. The whole game is the distance between them, the larger gap means you have dense hair and smaller gap means the hair density is low. The humans are left free to express, they have created some great grips and rounded shapes that one may get puzzled easily. Especially after the back brush took to the fashion, it made sense, those rounded ones got prominent as the hair was slicked back and back until the hairs receded on their own and they turned bald forever.

The material

I am made up of almost any cheap material present here. They say that if I am made up of wood I can have some therapeutic effects. It can your past sins and some guilt feelings, rather than dipping into the river of Thames, it shall give you the taste of your wit, use some of the wooden stuff and see the effects it has on your mind. The longer the hair is the more thy shall know the pain and the more thy shall know the pleasure of being together.
Some say it's the clever use of me that one has used to change the partner's mood and soul. They have some cheap versions of PVC, plastic, fiber. I particularly love the glass and the ivory versions, although they are little heavier than the conventional versions, but they can make the things great for use at least for the visual trigger department.

Maintenance

The repair and maintenance department is the most looked down department but the most important department of the century. Your dirty hair and its dandruff make me sad enough to know that I am not the one doing all the shit. Times, then days and then pass over the years, one can see that the gaps are filled with some dirt like substance which you will always deny taking the responsibility.

But even if you people are dirty, you are the best. Thanks, that was my500 on materialism...

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The edge

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Touch me and then thy shall know, thy shall realize how much I love you and how much I care for you. You make me do the dirty work, you have made me into a butcher much like the Abdulla, the butcher in the WWE. You should know it very clearly that the bloodshed I have done is because of you. They blame me for all the heroism that I have done. 'Heroism' might not be the original word for it. It may be 'Shrewdness'. You have made my edge a synonym for the terror. Earlier, the rogues have created a bad name for it. Although, the Sikhs had tried to build my reputation they gave me the status of the religious symbol. They must better watch out who try to use me unconventionally.

My invention

I was surely invented for the daily work and not for bloodshed. You people have done all the flesh cutting with it. Earlier I was the part of a rock. Then the rock fell down and some people found me useful and I was born, Ya, this is the truth and don't believe in the fact that some intelligent man found a small rock and so he decided to rub me against another in an attempt to get fire, that's a cooked up story. The race of humans love fascination and they tend to twist and turn and make simple things so much complicated that even they are confused about what they have been doing so they end up making things simple again.
It will be better if the rest of the story is kept as a secret.

Development

Ya, the machine of malice were right when they said that I was furthered developed just to cut human bodies and then help them reach to the hell as early as possible. The teeth were added later on and slowly and slowly the inches got reduced to cms and as the technology progressed, the cms got converted into the mms and now mmms. Hmm, the full forms must be clear to you if you really deserve so.
The Japanese made it popular, the katana, and the rest just followed. None put in efforts to develop the so-called small knife, everyone, as I have earlier mentioned were interested in making things more and more blood smearing rather than cutting vegetables.

Some extremities

The digital world took to the ultimate levels, it introduced the sport of fencing and the blades were made of glory and nothing else. They were so thin that even it couldn't stand without trembling in the air, they just stood and nothing else followed. It is so weak and fragile but technically the sharpest thing, even a mere touch of it dangerous, obviously, blood smearing is sure to happen at a larger distance. I am talking about my younger cousin, the saber.

The enemies

The gun was the most powerful enemy of mine, it has almost made me obsolete and I am an object of least respect unless it is hurled at you, but I am grateful to the Chinese to make me accessible to the poorest of the poor.

Thanks, that was my 500 on materialism...   Grateful to you forever, that was a knife...

A straw with cotton

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Use me in times of trouble and then trouble me by throwing me out of the window, for if you try to preserve they will label you as a pervert. There have been times when people have said that the power to them has been very very special. Although the very simple structure and composition, I come in handy when you find yourself in trouble. Be it itching, or dust eradication, or your first sounding, healing wounds, your skills in cleaning intricate designs, sometimes when the brush is missing; I am the one preferred for the most of the work. Your ear needs me the most. Sometimes the whole human race feels helpless if I go missing.  Whatever happens, I am the best, Just a straw with two cotton balls attached to it which makes a complete soul.

Life is tough

Hmm, life is tough here, I lead a tough life here. Just imagine if you are asked to clean someone's dirty ass with one's own tongue. If that doesn't amaze you much then this is for sure, You should be confident about the fact that the people are quite mad here. I have to do it with the mouth, yes, I clean a place much dirtier than the ass with my mouth and after doing all the dirty work, you just throw me out. People hate their own dirt, think of mine position. I am probably the cleanest thing on earth and after serving these dirty human beings, I have to go to hell and decay in some river of dirt called the drainage. Life is tough here where you get attracted to someone and leave the earth without seeing the outcome. It is like you are shown the paradise but when you reach there, they don't open the gates. The human ear is one of the awkward parts the humans have got, they tend to hide them with their hairs. Well, some like to sport the ear but the ear is too awkward to see, It is one of the most fearful parts the humans have got. It is like the gates of hell and when it opens you will find vibrations going on inside. The humans have eyes but everyone goes blind when it comes to scratching of the ear. They will scratch at random areas and it becomes funny sometimes while irritating at other times. Life is tough, I tell you, man, Life is tough, here.
Sometimes, I feel that the helpless humans must be helped by someone otherwise, they are always beating around the bush literally or in other words are shooting in the air in an attempt to hunt the unseen bird that's crying.
Well, dry ones can be fine but the typical wet waxes are awful, the cotton tends to stick to it and as if sucking in all the nectar that is available.


One can find me in different colors and codes and different variables possible. Green, yellow and guess in almost all the colors although I have never worn the black jacket, neither any of those colors that resemble the color of the human dirt.

Anyways, that is 500 words from the Earbud and I am going, Bye....

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Shaving since ages

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Yes, Just this corporate world told everyone that you are not enough. Thy is born incomplete. Thy needs to know more and more about the world you live in. Slowly, slowly your job prospects started depending on how well you love me and how well you can show that you had a beard and not have one. The whole world got insecure about what was happening, where bearded men were considered bad and were related to the terrorists and I became one of the most sellable products in the world. I became so much saleable that there came in more and more companies and more and more R&D was done. I was once used by King Gillette and now he sells his name. We together have become quite famous for obvious reasons. Maybe the men wanted to look more and more feminine or it was like the job scenario. But, one thing is very sure everything these people do is just a propaganda that the so-called powerful people want them to do. After all if one thinks himself to be a master, the other one acts himself as the slave until he is able to overthrow and get into power. And the cycle continues.

The situation became worse

The situation became worse when they came to know that the people with beards were considered to be unsafe and girls were the biggest believer of these. The men went mad, my sales went so high that I became an object of daily use. They started comparing me with the toothbrush and paste. I became a favorite pass time and also a topic to quarrel amongst the couples. At least the perfects have some reason to quarrel. The men who didn't love me weren't loved by the girls. I became a prerequisite for marriage.

My modern avatar

After my creams dominated the world market, the Razors were modified to three blades with different stroke value. Then came in the foam which either comes out as nothing when pressed or comes out a lot when pressed, the thing was to make the people feel how worthless they are. The trimmers and electronic devices made the things worth noticeable.

The critics

It was never too late when the beard haters were repelled by the woodcutters of Amerika, thanks to America again for making the world a great place once again. They were accompanied by the researchers who came up with the fact that the beards helped the person slow down his aging process and can help refreshing the mind at times when you tend to stroke the beard at random times when they are alive. The can protect one from skin cancer and be considered to be a healthier option. Hmm, too much wisdom isn't it, the Hollywood tried to support the cause but due to lack of financial support and more money by the Gilette and the so-called inventions made the thing just a little slow process to follow.

Well you use me or not that's your personal choice but don't use me just because the society tells you to do so. Use me only if you want it to do so or are interested in doing it. Thanks, that was shaving and its team on materialism. Bye and have a great day ahead.

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Call of the hour

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

It is quite possible that the if the world has been created then it has to be destroyed one day. But is the world created like any day? People must try to understand that I am just a propaganda that the people are using to protect the interest of a few greedy nations. It is the people that remind us of that we shouldn't be one who must be at the top. It is the top bracket. The creamy layer shall always be there dipped inside the cream and will want to get into that and there is this human tendency to make classes among themselves. When all enemies got eliminated, they became their own enemies. The situation is more like people are equally afraid of arms as they are in the case of the wild boars. Seeing the developing countries rise to power, some if these developed nations tried to make me and I was circulated as the burning issue of all time. Textbooks were printed, letters were written, summits were called, e-mails were written, reports were written and even the small kids have infused the injection since birth. So, these kids have forgotten to consume energy efficiently. They are more into conserving things in order for the developed countries to prosper. I guess they want to come again to rule the nations, so they must conserve the resources for them.
There is a considerable difference between using things efficiently and wasting things. First to use things deficiently, one needs to learn to use the things but the kids in the developing world are more into conserving things first, and they are the ones sometimes ending up not using the resources. So, wasting is out of the context. The one who is in the need of learning more about me is the developed nations who know hoe to under-utilize things. Still, if you don't believe me, look at the carbon footprint of the developed and developing nations. Both the categories are either over and underutilizing their resources.
I know some of the earlier generations are like, no it is true and we believe in it. Let me make it clear, I am a natural phenomenon like the change in season, the water cycle, and others biogeochemical cycles in the world. Tell me, were humans responsible for the three ice ages that have departed. There have been fossils of herbs found on the north pole. Were humans responsible for the ice age melts? No humans weren't responsible at all.
Call of the hour is the eradication of poverty and logical distribution of resources. It demands lesser energy consumption and use of high energy efficient machines and equipments and even lesser waste generation from the side of the developed nations because they can afford to buy such equipment but the developing countries must increase their energy consumption to increase their efficiency levels and as they can't afford high-quality devices, they must follow the rules of business more. So, the need of the hour is the call for energy efficiency.

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Celebration time

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Hmm, almost every people wait for me and they seem to say that it is awesome because they feel that it is the time they must be enjoying and they don't need any reason for that. I am the most auspicious day in the lifetime of a day. It feels like the celebrity of the calendar community. Each and every calendar has me decorated in a fashion that everyone can see and can't ignore like they do on the other days. People may forget the days when they were born but they shall never be forgetting me.

I am what rainbow is to the sky. The sun does all the work and enjoy I the praise of the people and stay close since I come occasionally. These humans have dedicated the word 'occasion' to me. My rarity and destiny shall be the one which shall be appreciated by the humans a lot. Especially with the Saka era calendar where the things don't go as per my choice. The more unsystematic I am, the lazier I am, the more vice I am and the shyer I am, the more love I shall receive. I don't know what's happening. The only thing that strikes me is that the humans are mad and they are the most unpredictable organisms alive.

Every day begins with the same drama and story, the sun will start and the clouds will clear the way. Seeing the sun, as usual, they start shouting. Who are they? They are the ones who need to know that the humans are still sleeping and their activity will disturb them because they are no longer the same. Now, there is more of a system and more of a routine in their lives. They no longer need you, Mr. Rooster, they only need me. If you don't believe me, just go and see. Where have they gone? They are sleeping at night in the corner of the house and enjoying themselves since they want to leave the world of fascination and want to live in the hour of darkness for a few more seconds.

And Mr. Sun stop coming on time, please, I am on duty at that time, people are dreaming and let them celebrate at least in their sleep. You come up and they have to face the reality again. You are the main reason I have to come here to help you. Please try to understand. You can get a little late then you do it naturally. Or otherwise, I have to bribe the clouds to stop you from coming inside. You are nowhere the source of light, they can live with you occasionally. Don't be regular, so that I can regularly be serving the planet.

I love the wine, the drinks, the neon lights, the smiles all round. The people everywhere love to look the best as possible. So party regularly and enjoy because you only live once. Thanks, that was celebration time on materialism.

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I am a slave

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Hmm, I run for hours even in the hottest days of the year. I sweat in peace and rest in war but still manage to be a slave of the humans. Since the beginning of the civilization I had always wanted to be a slave and I am quite proud of being the most faithful servant of the humanity. I can keep your woman protected, I can make the child sleep comfortably in his bed. Even your child doesn't like wake up, call me in time and I shall make him wake up. You can train me to offer most of the kinds of help required. I don't fear anyone and would die off to protect you. I have fought with snakes, vultures, panthers and tigers as well. The whole cat family has become my enemy but I don't care. I am not the wolf you are looking for. Oh, Master, I am thy slave! And I can do whatever you want me to do.

All these years you have chosen mates for me and have decided on how I should be for you. You have made me small, large extra large. Different sizes and different attributes for different purposes and I am not alone.

I love it when you hung in those collars, and sometimes you carry beautiful messages for them. They are a number of shows and even number of opportunities for me to showcase my talents. I am fit for all jobs like sheepherding, Playing with your hubby, licking you, giving beauty massages, fighting depression. Yes, you have heard it right. It is wonderful when you see it going down there. Scientists have proved that pets can cure depression better than the pills you take.
Maybe sad to hear that I don't live long enough but still can make a huge difference to your lives in those few years I can survive. But some of my breeds thanks to smart farmers and better medical conditions, I am able to delay the death by a factor of 3, or in other words, I can survive for 25-35 years, much longer than many of the humans dwelling out there.

The best part is that I don't charge on a per hour basis if the things aren't going on well or me. I am your slave because I love you, You can beat me up and I shall never kill you, I shall learn to train hard and do the things carefully.

Hugging

I have to say this is the most painful part of being the slave. Hugging is a very undesirable thing these primates do, who hugs, such a disgusting and unhygienic practice amongst these humans. You are hugging each other but please don't hug us, we beg it to you. We have tolerated that for all these years thinking that you are our master and that's absolutely fine to do so. But in our culture, we don't hug each other. It is so irritating that even the go and bring the ball is fine in front of it.

Anyways thanks to the humans for supporting us and treating us well, it is the dog on materialism. Good bye!!!

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Life Of a poem

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Hmm, Let me say that I am the course of all life on earth. Everything in this world has a rhythm on this earth. Even the most unrhythmic pattern has a rhythm in it. I am the rhythm of life. you can create or destroy me and I am the force of life. I am the harsh reality that none wants to read anymore. I am the one who cares about none. Look, today's situation the poets are the poorest animals in the world. They were already rare species and now modernity has destroyed them like anything. Some of them have got money and thereby are less vulnerable. But the rest are going to extinct. Such is the condition of my children that the people are troubled by the fact. My children are to be loved and not married. Just love them and forget them like anything. But someone is there to help my children and although they do it for their own promotion but they are good at it.

I am like a river, I flow down from the mountains and then get back to the valleys, sweeping through the dirt, salts, and sediments. Never on this earth, I was forgotten. Every time someone wants to write me, he writes me permanently and it can't be destroyed. It is the word of nature and time can't destroy it. But,  nature's way of communicating with the people is misunderstood and the way it is done is pretty bad. The poets can communicate with nature and interview him whenever it wants to do it whereas the scientist studies the nature without communicating with it. But the cruel reality says it all, it believes the scientist and disregards my child. What is his mistake, nature made him his translator. Nature's message is too hard to understand that even when it is decoded by the poets, it needs to be decoded again and again by the normal people.

I can make anyone's mind, I can make anyone jealous. I have been doing my work as usual, but the people don't come here anymore. It is like the neverending has ended trending. The poem readers are even rarer than the persons who write me.

Counting the stars isn't what I am telling. It has a deeper meaning to it. Most of the fascinations mean something to me and something to you. It is not very illogical that the people have the capacity to animate their fascinations to reality and then go back to fantasy. Fantasies are the greatest scientist. Fantasies have guided people before science. However, Fantasies is the other name for the poem and I am the best synonym for creativity. With me, the poor shall feel the warmth in the shivering cold. With me, you can get the greens in a desert and water in Sahara. But for that, you really have to make it.
Nature gave the reality the key to playing with humans in the active state. But that's not bad at all, I shall be playing and continue to play since dreams is my reality.

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The resistance

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

The resistance

The resistance is something that one might less likely to now about himself. All these years I have been the most overused equipment in the gym after the Mirror because he is the one who is overused although he is not the one that should be used at all. People think looking at the mirror grows the muscles and not the weights. However, they all know that I am the most important component of the gym but they are not interested in me cause I show resistance. Every component of mine is a resistance and is a bigger rebel than other.
I am rigid and I am troublesome as well. I can give you the pain that you haven't received till now. I know the people must be wondering that he is not the one who is building us. But you got to love the pain and then come here. Otherwise, just stare at the mirror and go back home because that is what you are made up. I have different shapes and sizes based on the material you people prefer to make me. In the beginning, it was concrete, then came in metal which was followed by the vinyl and now some rubber instruments. In the beginning, it was a lot troublesome and one had to take the risk that if the weight falls on himself then he shall be the one facing the destruction. If by chance the weight falls on his feet, maybe he will never be able to make the humungous platform again.
Well, I am the only reason you could prove your race to be equally strong. Otherwise, people have their own versions in their minds to trouble people with their stereotypes. Like, the Asians are regarded to have been the ones who are the least strong members in the line, followed by the Europeans and then the strongest ones are the people from the Afro-Americans. You must be pretty surprised that Afro-Americans are the strongest. This is because they are strong and they are backed by the Americans. They have the genes and they have the nutrition of the Indians. On the top of that, they have the Intellectuality of the Asians and I personally support them because they love pain the most.

The other band

Apart from the physical weights, for the beginners and for toning muscles they use this called the R-Bands. This is my part that is heavily neglected in the bodybuilding industry. I make the best bands. R-bands are the best. They can make the world a lot easier and quicker. Yes, don't believe it go and try it today itself. Many people who can lift weights can't stretch me more than a minute. Yes, great bodybuilders have felt the pain and haven't been able to stretch archery bows of 40' category of the draw weights.

Before I came

Before the advent of mine, it was the showman and the world strongman competitions that used me to become popular, but today it is an everyday affair. Even common man of the middle class use me to make their day popular.

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A lemon

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

A lemon a day keeps the diseases away.

But there is a chance that the doctor may come to check that what has happened to his patients. Since, out of all the humans in this world, with the possible exception of your enemies, it is they who never want you to become healthy because they know the morals of capitalism very well. Yes, I am the lemon and I know many things that you might never understand.

I range from a thumb-sized deformed sphere to the average size of Orange. Talking of the hues and shades and tints of mine, I belong to the warm area of the color wheel if not the warmest areas of it. If I say I am yellowish green to greenish yellow sometimes, I won't be called wrong.

If that day the Britisher didn't have malaria or if he would have drunk that bitter syrup, I wouldn't have been so much popular today. Today, I have my own name in the industry of the flavors. I have achieved great things in this world.

Some misconceptions

There are many misconceptions about me, Firstly, I am sour. No, that is not true and it is not true at all. Some of my varieties are bitter and some of them are sweet as well. If you want to confirm come to my birthplace, Assam. I was born in Assam and taken to the northern Burma and China.
Secondly, I don't cause blisters in the mouth. Never, shall I do that? I have acid that is for sure but that is so very mild that it is even less harmful than the chocolates you eat. If one can't stop eating the chocolates which are spoiling your teeth, What can I do?

No need to say, I am the lemon!!!

The name

Or etymology as many would like to call it. The word may have originated from the word called 'limun' which is an Arabic word but I shall say that I originated from the Sanskrit word called the Nimbus. Who cares about the name, you can call me anything as long as you are comfortable with it.

Some Uses

Hmm, I am quite useful to the mankind except the fact that I am Hybrid, so there is some miracle happening with me.

1. Bleaching: I have mild bleaching agents and one can always use me to retain or get back the shine of their teeth. Yes, that looks predominantly strong because it is pearly white. So, why waste money. One can always make things a lot smoother.
2. Add me to limit oil consumption: If you add me in the oil which you use to fry stuff, then thy shall be realizing that consumption of oil by the item you are trying to fry will be apparently less than normal.
3. Lemon as a flavor: If you wish to utilize the fragrance of mine, use me as a preservative or use me as an anti-odour force for your room. I can refreshen up anything from your room to your mind. Do you know they use me as the most suitable fragrance for manufacturing the Dishwashing agents of all the time and you know the reason why?

Lastly, just because I am sour, don't throw me away, you can always make a drink out of me to refresh your mind any day.

Zero but still something

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Zero but still something

Yes, I am right, there is a very bid difference between the null and void and the things called Zero. There is a  very big difference. I can bet that I am younger and more advanced than my cousin null and void. I have a structure and nothing has got nothing. You can't express nothing on a paper and you can't have the things written down as such. I have a symbol in almost every language known to human and I have to do it very adamantly. I have a place value whereas he is nothing.

My structure

My ultimate structure can be divided into two important parts i.e. the Head and bottom head. Yes, one part both sides. This is due to the fact that throughout the evolution I had to think a lot and slowly doing huge analysis and calculations and ease of life made due to my intellectualism, I slowly began losing all my organs except the brain and the brain started becoming heavy as a result, It started becoming oval in shape and my body now is an elongated sphere oriented towards gravity. So if you are a human and you seem to be reading this, then be careful that you are doing it wrong. Physical exercise is better for the functioning of the whole body. for the couch potatoes out there, be careful always before going in for a life of sitting in the corner and watching movies. You can see now I can't locomote to different places and slowly my values have decreased a little to a little less and the graph is inching towards negative day by day.

My boon

Since I had worked for him for a longer time and have been doing it for a long duration and has been instrumental in helping the creator creating this mess, so he has asked me for a boon and then I got this boon that I can't fall down or drown in the river from my place unless I decide to go with someone very wrong. Yes, you got it right, you can only get me wrong when you shall know that I have been with the negative integers or with the point. But with that boon I got a bane that if I stay alone I can;t go ahead in life. so this made me even more helpful and rather selfless in my work.
Today when I stand alone, none looks at me but if I stand on the right of the great people, both of us get even greater. I have lost my individuality in totality. So now the company matters me the most. In the money matters my position matters a lot if you put me in the wrong position then you shall be able to count me and my money in the reverse direction. The rich can be made poor in an instant just by putting my friend point and my cousin the subtraction sign on the left.

My origin

Some say it is the Arabs, some say it is the Indians, some say the Romans knew this and some have no idea from where I came. Well, it is highly possible that I haven't originated at all; I was there before the creation but as I have stated above that the origin of mine is disputed and zero is not the same as nothing, we both are the ones who have trained for the best. I was originated in India and taken by the Arabs to the rest of the world. This is because they are; after all the traders throughout the generations and so they need me the most.

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Insult

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Some people can feel at a frequency if more than one per day but that can be dangerous also. Sometimes too much of mine can be dangerous as shit. One can turn rebellious. Every insult is like the drop of fuel in the stuff called war. Don't ask me how I feel like. It is something like some thorn has pricked your palm and it pains a lot. But it has got to mean different when it comes to the point of exaggeration.
The only person who is responsible for all of me is you. Somewhere on the other, the reason is you. it is you who love me, who love me a lot but when I come to you get sad and leave me again. It is much like crush feeling. You want me all the time and when you get me, you feel sad and depart from me and again try to get me. This cycle goes on and on. Try to understand, people don't get the point, I have to come to your calls more then the god comes on the earth. He comes here to help you and I have to be here to feel that you are in need.

Social reformer

I am the best social reformer that the world has ever seen. None of the planets has got a better social reformer than me. You got to be very very careful when you are talking to me because the consequences can be drastic. A man feeling me tries to reciprocate me always and tries to see the end of everything. I am responsible for most of the enemies of mankind. Because man is the only enemy of a man out here. You intentionally or unintentionally gift them something called me. I am the prize none wants to deserve, If there is something that could be negatively marketed then that was something called me. You can reduce demand and add changes to the market trends by the addition of me. The social reformer like me has got the rebels from everywhere.

Growing up stage

I have grown up like anything and the people don't know me. In conditions of hatred, infamy, notoriousness, injurious, undesirable, reprobate, degenerate and all the remaining thesaurus of Bad, I slowly transitioned into a fully grown individual and now you call me to anger. Years and years of jealousy and pain have created this. If you think it is true then you are surely false. I am the child of happiness, now thy can always call me a spoilt child. Happiness was a cruel father. He gave rigorous training to be happy always and as a result, I was over-exploited and had made many bosses. Everyone treated me like the slave and I had no power at all. Then I decided to disobey my father's ten commandments and today you can see that I have achieved greatly. I am the most respected and feared person in the world. I run the world with an iron fist, so what are you waiting for, time has come to end all exploitation with the iron fist.

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Again the ambush

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

A war

'A' or the doesn't decide the seriousness of the situation. I am damn serious and I can give you the greatest solutions that the mankind has ever seen. I love to call the war, ya you can always call me in times of peace in order to have peace again. But the humans have the huge amount of energy that he craves for me. Otherwise, what is the use, you can't have progress without any destruction.

"War is knocking, let the peace enter." _S.D. Sycther

I have given rise to mutiny and I am responsible for all the change that the mankind has seen. If you don't believe me, look at what both the World War has shown. It has given a century of peace.  Nope, see peace is my step brother and we both tend to fight for glory and domination of the human race. Our creator has resorted away to the jungles of the human mind and lives in the emotions of mankind. Like two swords can't live in the same sheath, much is the likelihood that we don't stay together. But the mankind and its humans have no other heir to their vast ocean of emotions but us.

"Peace and war and peace and war are like the night and day of the human avatar."_S.D. Sycther

But the ego and superego are the most important things and the juvenile option for change is the reason I have to take birth on the earth.

Origin

If thy ask the origin of the person called me, then know this as this is the important thing, I have my origins from the sun and stay there in times of peace. I stay and is responsible for all the progress you people make.

A game

Yes, I am a game and not everyone can play the game properly. Like the sun sets, I have my own ups and downs. Just like everyone can't be well with the girls just like that most humans aren't able to cope up and work in times of war. And you have to be unfair enough just to preserve the life. Because you if could survive to see the next day, then be grateful you have been awesome. What you did, the history shall never know because you are your eyes. The best player has been none other than the Mongolian king. Yes, the list has its name attributed to the European kings as well. The more unfair you are, the higher you can get. Civics can't be taught in war. Also, do forget the manners when you are playing the game.
Some are better at minds, they can sit there in peace and even in times of war, they aren't given an inch of pain.

Conclusion

Lastly, I have to say nothing except that don't forget me altogether. Remember you can achieve nothing in peace. The emotion of conflict can be channelized to other means such as the science, the logics and the progress of mankind. One can do wonders, of course, if you don't know what to do in times of war, then play online games and watch how serious you can get.

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They pain a lot when he is away

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Begin with a tooth or end in teeth

He hides me from those when in pain, and sometimes he brings in such great trouble that I have no clue to what to say. I try my best to be protective and help him so that he is not in pain. But, he doesn't understand limits at all. The more I help him or protect him from disasters the more he thinks nothing shall happen to him. He misjudges my role. I am completely at war and every day two or three times he brings in the so-called enemies. Yes, the modernity has given me defenses to protect myself but he supplies more and more enemies than he supplies defenses. I am more in need of the defenses. But these days it seems that the people have started obtaining gold divisions Infantry instead of the calcium ones. After all, it is the humans and they think that modifications are always better. So they have options for everything and slowly I am becoming the person less cared for and less asked for day by day. 

The war

I know most of you don't know that your mouth is a battlefield where there are clashes every now and then. And we are given the godly power to bring in the avalanches or sudden floods in the cave of white pearls or rather I should say the cave of enamel mountains. There are wars here and there but the White32 regiment mostly wins unless he starts bringing those milk chocolates. The milk chocolates have the greatest will power I have ever seen, even I can give a nice account of their bravery. They stand there erect and in spite of the things not going in the right direction, he knows to hold a small position. Unlike humans he doesn't have a huge greed, he holds small and strategic positions and he holds it too strongly for few days until the cavity has done his work and out enamel is destroyed. Our enamel is one of our strong footholds that helps us in the defense of the mountains, It is known to be one of the strongest materials known to man but with regular and constant hard work they are able to dig into the graves of mine.

The act of brushing

Someone told them that I am weak and can't take care of myself so I must be treated with those harsh bristles and some chalk powder. And if that's not harsh they treat me with the oil they get, but that is soothing I must say. When they bring in ashes in the name of cleaning, the problems begins from that day. Who treats me with charcoal, surely it dos better cleaning and absorbs things that are unhealthy and it is also responsible for the killing a numerous amount of germs day by day and in those numerous germs there are the most lethal and powerful enemy generals.  

Now, a promise

Oh, humans, now since you know what goes on inside, please do give us a little amount of rest so that even we can recover. Also, instead of looking all the time in the mirror, do sometimes look at me and take care of what's going on inside. And lastly, visit the dentist inside you regularly.

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An object so sharp

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

Yes, can call me screw-head if you want, cause you have no idea how brave am I. I can hit into everything you desire. Mind you, I am the best follower of what you say and sometimes of what is there in your mind. Sometimes you don't even have to say what I am doing. Yes, I can be a failure sometimes but not unfaithful. Cause I know failure means rejection and rejection mean death. Whenever you try to pierce me through the wall, I tend to face the rock steady wall and every time it destroys something of my sharpness and brilliancy. If the hammering isn't correct, there have been times I have lost my legs forever or have retained my leg but in a deformed position. What is meant by deformed position, it is as bad as the amputated position. Rest of the life in the recycled factory to be burned down till you melt sounds really painful, I swear holocaust was way-way better. And look at the way of hammering, these humans knock me on the head to get the tasks done. With too much hard hitting, I have started to become the champion of my dreams, my cylindrical head has become a lot flat these days. It is flat as a plain with some thickness added to it. I love the thickness, thank god the evolution had happened or otherwise, it pained a lot.

The issue of the rust

The issue of the rust had by far and large the worst disadvantage in my life, Man, rust is like the cancer of my trance and it has got a cure. But due to too much availability of time and money and abundance of my brothers, I am able to go through the things I have never wanted. Yes, if rust caught me, it makes me enervated day by day, weaker by week and irresponsible by the year. I have got no other choice but to stand erect and watch that gangrene eat up my body slowly and slowly. In the beginning, I thought it was great as I had got some color, it somehow gave me a huge amount of pleasure that I wanted to live in with. But who knew it was like the Krocdila, it shall slowly eat up my body. It is an addiction that our species can't live without eating. It gives an aggressive mindset to our youth so they can fiercely pierce the mighty sturdy walls with ease. The rust makes our minds powerful like never. And know the best part is, unlike alcohol, it is free in most parts of the world. It is rust that we live in for most if the years and it is rust that takes us to the end.

Feelings inside 

Feelings inside while in operation are very troublesome. It is like being earthed inside the ground while you have your bruises in. The painful part is that you have something tied to your head like a load some 100 times than your own body weight and you for hours and hours and days and days and years and years, you have to bear it without any objection.

But in all I want to say life lost in bravery is way-way better than a long life of cowardness.

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Thief

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

Like brass, like copper and like the branches of the tree; you will be getting me everywhere and not for free.
 I am busy all day and night, not sure am I either not am I, knight.

I wear the darkness on my frame and roam the paths. I have a different programming done for my encephalon. It is done for something else. He must have have been a different coder. I hate the people who say I am a mistake. How, I am no error, my compiler says that the programs are totally okay to run with the World2016, And I think that is completely fine. I have got no issues with it. The world speaks a different tongue, they put me on those black cells called Panopticons and the whole life of mine becomes a passenger. They pronounce me guilty and use my guilt to the largest extent.
I am not guilty, it is just that I am talented. I stand so long in the dangers of time, so alone and dreaming of the past. This world can't value my tricks and magics and only hates me for that. I can pick up objects and people can't notice, how can that be a crime, It is the people's carelessness so they must be pronounced guilty. If you are wandering in the streets and I know you have money which you don't care about, so it must be belonging to me. Even you also have got the money stealing from someone right. you are also a thief. You got the money because someone didn't deny you that. Just think again. I asked for money and you gave didn't mind me taking that and going home. This is much like I reduced your workload to an extent. At least, I am better than the beggars. If mine is a crime then yours is a better one and even the beggars are the biggest criminals of all the time. Even if sometimes I do a mistake and the harmony of the surroundings break but we are also humans like you and thereby imperfect. If you don't help us, whom do you expect to help us? If such a non-cooperation from your side exists for long, we shall become an extinct species.

Mind you not, whatever I say is a condemn of the court. Our courts are better than ours. You give me punishments and trials which are, even more, harsher. You are punishing because I haven't done my work properly and not because I thieved. I am a magician in practical life. the magician fools you and earns his so-called hard earned money just because of its an organized way of life. And who told them that we are highly unorganized and worthless. Do you have any idea how much planning goes into every act of theft? It requires physics, chemistry, biophysics, etc. After having a thorough knowledge in the world of psychology, one is able to take such a decision in his life. It is not easy to remain unnoticed, you have to be a great actor as well and everything happens so very fast that one has got almost no clue as to which one can work and which strategy will fail. We live a risky life on low to absolute zero and there are nights when we sleep with a stomach that is full, but that is very very rare to find.

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The stars

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

Too glossy and eye catchy can be the most appropriate word to describe me, I can come in various colors, shades, materials, shapes. From studs, to industrial to goth to emo and to the alternatives as well, these days you find me on the earth more than you find me in the sky.
 I lie there in your ears shining like the status of yours. In the morning you tend to insert a small shaft inside the cartilage in addition to a pain and status, but that's feminine after all.


They began ogling at me when I was put in for the very first time. Whichever part she uses me to wear makes her the star of the show. She likes to be ogled at, during various times. None gives me the credit. A girl she was and singlehood accompanied her all along adolescence years. In the beginning, she was wearing me for instances, she said that she didn't have the courage to go out of the house wearing me. Then came in that day, when she attended her first college party, The fresher's, she wasn't attractive but she loved people ogling at her. Of course, she wore me just at the party and was able to scare the shit out of the males who otherwise, never cared her existence.

Anyone who was doing the trick, then it was definitely me. I was actually the reason that she was looking the princess today. She was excited but knew her parents were not going to allow it. Anyways, it was college time and the wall excites many to rebel. She then started wearing me on her septum, first as a stud and then as a horn. She used to wear me on occasions believing that the effect may be gone. But there was no logic as to when she would wear me and would keep me off the table. I felt really bad as she was just using me, some of my parts got rusted so she decided to throw them in the dustbin instead of repairing me.

As the age grew, so increased her ways and desires of passion, she began widely accepted to be a queen in her own terms. But having more of me now needed money and she always fascinated of platinum. She started with cheap twigs, then blades and now her fascinations are increasing. She wants to be a rich queen.
 Then I came in her dreams telling her that since she used me to get to a high position in the society and betrayed me to the largest extent, I curse her that she won't be getting true love any other day. the dream opened her eyes to the future. Now she learned that she won't be finding a true love but after playing with the male basic instincts he realized that it was the time to turn them platinum and gold wasn't enough. Yes, the poor girl chose money and not love she had already found her real love.

Yes, counts her, 35 on her 15 marriage anniversary all pure platinium.

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The wall

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

The red bricked wall

By S.D. Sycther

Standing 15m tall, I am not a myth but the dream of all the 7lakh aspirants from the country who want to to get inside and dedicate their life to me. It is here, they have come in and spent their golden years in peace. It is here that many times, they have found their soulmates and were forced to separate from them in the name of the career. They had had all the fun they wanted. But everyone was successful in becoming what they were to become, if not what they wanted to achieve. Yes, I have changed their lives drastically, almost everybody had changed radically. There was so much change that after 4 years some didn't recognize them properly. Still many won't come back and show regards to me. Many have left the world for a heavenly abode. Many have understood their erotica very well. 

However, there have been some who were utterly confused to what they have been doing with their lives. And some of them found taste in the chemical substances. They have been famous rebels, famous stars, famous addicts, famous dropouts, famous famous. I also take the credit for the drop outs because the self-realisation they had ever had in their life. Some people are attracted by the positives that I have to offer and the others are attracted to the negatives, of course, the phenomenon of repulsion is existing here as well. 

You might be wondering why this man speaks only about some people and someone and somebody, Yes, be sure I am for the rest here. I serve the rest, I nurture them and there is nothing called Me as such. Someone is me here. I feel grateful when someone shares the selfie with me. I can make anyone look small in front of me. In the strong winds, in the storms, in this nature, I have been standing since; I don't know when they began the dates. 

An exception can be said, although I am dirty red as if my color has been formed of decaying blood and tears and sweat which was sucked to make a piece of paper. I remember a case in which he was doing all this rubbish just to maintain the family traditions. This is ridiculous since the people weren't bad at all but they were foolish. I am training the students and I have seen how they are built and how they are destroyed. How can you manufacture things like that, you can manufacture them only if they are aren't the humans. Otherwise, the situation is worse, it is more like using the same sieve for every size or the same shorts for person available. If a shoe doesn't fit your feet, Will you change the shoe or change the feet? I have seen some Asians doing the latter thing.

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The touchpad

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

Talking about the touchpad

By S.D. Sycther

Talking about the touchpad, the only company supporting and achieving excellence at the same time is a well-known company. Yes, you have guessed it right. They really make it great and awesome. In the recent years to come, my size has been increased in the recent years and is on rising. I am becoming larger and larger day by day both in terms of sensitivity, length, and breadth. These days I am scratch proof, made up of glass or in some cases, cheap plastic depending on the amount of purse you want to empty. 

My hatred

My hatred is logical, yes you have to get it right. The people use a mouse instead of me. nothing is more insulting than this. The mouse is the least sensitive object I have seen. it doesn't even care who and how is it cares for. I am more accurate and the efforts taken by me are by far and large the best in class. Yes, they say the clicking and all that are issues to have. But, that is silly, you are a cheap head, you deserve nothing. Who told you to buy cheap, it's an insult to me to see the mouse being more preferred than me. That red light, it's so irritating.

The gamers are so great that I have a greater hatred for all of them. Don't even consider that I am a part of the laptop. Some even dare to cover me up completely so that they can utilize the space for typing.
I will curse them. Not every gamer tries me and buys that piece of a cheap peripheral. they must at least try me first, then go on buying that shit "gaming mouse". That looks so creepy, the designs is fat, ugly, asymmetrical and so much space consuming. On the top of that one has to keep it separately, those wires, the plugs and all those chaos that accumulates with it.

My limitations

I know I am not perfect, but none is. But I am grateful enough to show concerns about my limitations. Otherwise, they are like the ugly spots that one wants to hide to save himself. Let's face it. But the limitations are mostly for the non-apple users.
Yes, I am less responsive when it comes to power sharing and my accuracy is real bad. The graphic designer knows this. They find it hard and fingers real paining, especially whenever the case of right clicking comes to picture.
Another limitation being I consume a hell lot of power than all my counterparts. this thing can be said in Macs also, I account for a major portion of the battery. I take in a lot of power.
Not everyone can afford to have me, I can be a eye candy for the elite but truly an eye sore for the poor.
But things are changing and will likely to change, Hope the change brings me to the front again.

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Comes in handy

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

The handkerchief

By S.D. Sycther

I know you are grateful to me, because if you are not you will be once you go through this provision.

"That day after he left me alone in the streets of Havana, I was alone amid all the dogs out there. I needed him pretty badly that day. My eyes started leaking droplets of the amulet. I was more involved in making myself fit emotionally. The darkness was killing me from all 10 corners. The dogs were barking, the snakes were out, the owl was playing the flute very well, the trees were dancing and amid all, there were powerful DJs all around which sounded moderately heartbreaking but extremely disgusting. You won't like to hear such trash sounds just after your better-half just proved to be the worse-half. It was like there were people around committing and vomiting on each other but there was none to wipe my tears. Then from the exposed pockets of my micro-mini, came out him and he cleared the drainage of sorrow and soaked the rest in him. He took all my sorrow and made it his forever. There can be none like him. Oh, my hanky! I shall be grateful to you for the rest of the life." Lola, a prostitute on the handkerchief.

If someone wants to be the victor of the Miss. Hygiene, She has to use me. There is a sect of the human beings who can't eat without me. I am employed in most of the world and none of my children is jobless currently. I soothe my sister. She is used to doing the most unhygienic works that the mankind has known. Hope you get what is meant by the above sentence.
 They have released the shader for my animation since I am considered to be the most important criteria if your software wants to remain in the competition or not. My fall has got mathematical logics and sequences, I never knew. But that will be going too virtual and I have to stick to the reality.

You have to be when you are involved in cleaning someone's mucus or the variety of fancy fluids that the animal tends to leak. Sometimes I laugh on these humans, they leak chemicals and I have to do the work of cleaning them much like the scavenger does to nature. And the only thing that surprises me is instead of having pity on the character, the people are more involved in making fun of each other as if nothing has ever leaked from their portal. 

If you weren't surprised, there is another class of humans who is totally involved in making the issue of "being on par with the foreigners". They carry the handkerchief just to imitate the westerners and be par with them. What is the logic behind all these? Look, I understand that the third world needs to e more and more developed but a piece of cloth is nowhere the solution, right. But I feel proud when I find people seldom showing respect for me. Like, people like to put me in their coat pockets and all that stuff. It is funny to see, the tissue paper being employed to do the dirty work instead of me. I can tease him for that. After all, I am the handkerchief.

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Wisdom is humane, knowledge is materialism

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

I say that my wife wisdom isn't like what I am. I am really different. She is only emotions, emotions and emotions. But look at me although I come through materials, she comes via experience, we but we both don't come together each time. Ok, let me make this simple for you like you might gain knowledge by reading a good book but you still might have to gain wisdom. Maybe some people would like to call it the wisdom is I put into action. Hmm, that sounds really erotic when I have told you that she is my wife. Ya, we didn't marry because we loved each other or something like that. We married because of we... Let's us chuck the matter for a while right now. Let's us speak something else. 

These materialism people don't allow you to speak much, they just want you to speak in the least words possible because the readers don't get much of me from it, they may be getting my wife, who cares for human attention spans.

I can be locked inside any book or page or since these days the technological advancement has given the cool gadgets to humans, they can keep well safe enough in the "digital form" as well. But keeping inside the book is like storing of information, I always love to meet wisdom. Because without meeting her, it becomes quite boring. If for many days, I am refused wisdom, I tend to become obsolete. For instance, let's take the case of the Vedas. The Vedas had ample amount of knowledge in them, but then he was refused wisdom for some centuries, so it went obsolete. Thanks, to the humans, humans, so now they have made me functional again. the people have taken wisdom from it and now it has been awesome to work with the humans again. 

Sources

Another important thing is that reading is not the only source that you can get me. they are several other sources such as the process of listening. Although it is highly possible that the people will manipulate the information and piece of virus shall be spread. The previous generations have been instrumental in doing that. As a result, there have been many cultures today.
One more source is the graphics which is in demand these days. In some days the youtube hours will replace the course credits, and Youtube shall the replace the colleges. Then shall I be waiting to see the degree holders and their position in the world. But the day is till to come when wisdom shall really matter. Yes, one can measure knowledge but wisdom can't be measured so easily. It requires highly developed tests to measure knowledge.

Conclusion

As a matter of fact, 500 words are about to over. I know most of the people have a small readability out there and also I have a smaller writing ability. I can still idle for hours and years and for centuries and yet survive because I am immortal, but the condition is I should be with wisdom.

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Continues the noise

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...


 If we wouldn't have been alive, then it would be you who would be called deaf and dumb. How many times in a day are you grateful to me.? I guess none out of the unlimited times you should be. Every time you pray to the almighty, you pray to yourself and for the well-being of yours. Nobody cares about what has been the status of noise.  How has he been doing? Is he well enough? Has he caught fire? Has he caught a cold? Does he have a fever? Never they shall care for me. They don't care about their own children, chuck they will never care about me.
Yes, like humans I also do have my own opinions and I do censor things here and there. I love to do that. Bending the truth is one of my favorite pastimes which I have got, otherwise, if I tell you what has been going on in his minds, then the whole universe will be devastated in a moment of liberty. It is you who is afraid of the reality. It is you who loves the selfishness. The vice qualities if yours make me do this dirty work which otherwise, I would have never imagined to do. I love my voice of morality and justice but you are the one who is the truth seeker, a kind of truth seeker who for his own satisfaction hides the truth. Man, know what it means,  it means that you are that tobacco maker who makes cancer hospitals in the night. Yes, you are that evil in my eyes. The world know or not, I very well know that goes on in your mind. It is the same old damn thing that goes on in your mind, you always try to cheat the being whom ou love the most. The feelings are fascinations of yours are know less than the wild child. all these years it is surely learned that if a person has emotions he can cheat you very easily. So the objects that behave emotionally shouldn't be trusted at all. They can lie very easily.

Hmm, talking about science, Ya, there have been certain humans who have decided to love me, they have decided to make me better. Of course, I am talking about science and its children the scientists. They have known ways to produce me and use me to artificially produce sounds.  Which I may call noise. I am pretty old and is adjusted to nature's algorithm of producing sounds. these electronic sounds scare the shit out of me. It is very loud and it breaks my heart, every time it plays. But anyhow the original is original and rest is the duplicate of the original. So, there has to be some difference in the quality and quantity.

Hmm, nature has created a part of me which doesn't trouble the humans at all, the elephants are employing it very well. But there has been another level of communication which is only employed by nature, this means of communication is done by the nature to match its own creations. In other words the language of ___ resulting in the union of two souls.

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New day

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

Yes, believe it or not, the heyday in which you are living in is me, and the repulsive fact is that I have come to this channel to talk to you. Today, nature has bestowed me something to tell about me and myself. All these years I have been the one who has been overpowered by the 'year' and 'week'. They are so consequential that none cares about me at all. Everyone plans for week, month, year, five-year but me and my sons are like wanderers in the wilderness of time. None cares about us. They think we can't give anything magnificent and I am a short term success which can't give an adequate amount of pain neither it can give an adequate amount of pleasure. But today I have come to make it clear that we are not the ones who are playing the loser here. We will come and we shall go. But, the person who cares for the short phrases is the person who is destined to have the breakthrough in the long run.

Drop drop days, ocean in a year.

But the world will be a beautiful place even if I have to go. I hate the proverbs like "The Rome was never built in a day." or similar platitudes. The ideas shall come in a day... Maybe I must correct myself. The ideas must form in an instant, it doesn't even require a day to develop doctrines. 

As the humans like to divide, so they have divided me into 24 parts, which was; I guess done to utilize the time more and more suitably. But, according to me, it has led to the wastage of time even more suitably. They think 24 means a large number of hours so they can dissipate it as freely as they fancy. Had it been a single part, they would have missed me a lot.

Guess what, I don't die when the sun sets, it is just traveling to the next frame of the world. The months, the years and even the weeks shall end but I am immortal like the sun. Yes, I have the swag to be the most immortal object that has witnessed mankind growing with it. 

Many have come and many have gone, but time and date went for none. Yes, nothing in this world can allure me, zip can stop me. You can't bribe me, neither can you despise me, because emotions are something we have the greatest but most of the time it is for the worse. If we are attracted to someone's hard work we tend to run away from the place very very easily. No wonder, the person has no clue to how did he spend the time all these hours? On the contrary, the fools and lazy seem to find out ways to make us run fast but we will fail them always. Either way, you sweat, you can't persuade us. I shall be independent always.

They seem to have concocted some device called the "clock" which seemed to have measured us "accurately" for the endless "years". But they are fools as we are not the linear cycles followers, we grow up logarithmically and it is just the type of logarithmic function we are following is still a matter of mystery for the mighty humans. The logarithmic mystery if decoded will lead to the destruction of nature. They have already believed that the clock is precise and never they seem to believe in right things. Anyways, only the sun can tell the day and its positions. It's color changes according to the output that I give in the nature cycle. Yes, there has been a nature engine which is responsible for creating all sorts of things that the humans have created. I am the poor coder of the company NatureInc.

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She washes Dishes

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

Every day she wakes up with the sun. And maybe after a hard day's harder night, she doesn't sleep at all. Or might be the sun some days is late to come to the office but she shall always be there. 

Choose what you love and you don't have to work for the rest of your life.

May she follows the Confucius to the largest extent possible. Her origins are still a matter of concern for all. It has to be true that she isn't a mongoloid. She is a European, with her origins from the Netherlands. But none believes her. Even they say her blond hair isn't natural. They say she must have dyed it as being blond is a fashion there these days. But with her crooked teeth and chinky eyes, she looks more of the Confucius disciple rather than a dutch. 

Her clothes more than often give her a maid like look, or the Asian slave kind of look. Her submissive nature confirms her image. She may be doing it intentionally but she is an object, an object with a sense of commonness. She is just another object with no choices, the only choices she has is to wash dishes or wash clothes. Mechanical work is meant for her or the vice versa is true, none knows about it. 

She was a holy child, her looks were so mesmerizing that none could live without staring at her for longer periods of time. Then something happened which ruined her life.

Since childhood, she has always wished to become a nun. Bt poverty ruined her life. She was more into being a victim of exploitation rather than being a nun. The offenses against her were so many that she was even refused by the church to become a nun. The dishwasher was so beautiful. Yes, she was beautiful the world had forced herself to hate herself the most. Her past and her trust in men made her pay for the reality, she wasn't expecting in the least. But then came in the laziest mistress of the universe, who didn't even want to wake up from bed. She wanted to eat sleep eat and repeat. Maybe she has taken the song too seriously, so the dishwasher was appointed in the house along with the washing machine who officially were in the maintenance department but not these days. They have already started getting into the intelligence department of the house. They have known most of the secrets, history, and traditions, etc of the house. They get paid for the spying work they do. Surprisingly the payment is more than they get as they wash the dishes. After the USA has got their ban on slavery, it has become really really difficult for the rest to get to work again. Also, it has been very difficult for the people like the Dishwasher to be rich, nowadays if you have to be rich, you have to have the set of skills you have been looking for in the country.

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Apple Apple

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

Oh! I have a swag. I have stood the test of time and will be standing on this earth as a meaning for delicacy. Make sure not everyone gets me because I am the trend but I am not the fashion. I can display my skills to very few people but thy shall lose my efficiency when the common man uses me. They don't have a taste for most of the things they do. They do things because they value money. They don't understand the class. They don't understand anything else on this planet. If they find the sun at the cheapest cost possible, they will buy it without giving it a second thought. They keep me disorganized, everything they do they keep it on the desktop because they are lazy or they are men. Maybe this is the only reason that I have been involved in making me less affordable. I make things possible when people show the largest possible dedication. If you want me, work hard, fetch me, then work even harder to learn me, get the feel and then the hardest in doing what you wanted to do all these years. Mind you, I can give the feel which nobody else may be giving.

Look at the touchpad, feel the responsiveness and float in the world of your expressions. with me, you can express yourself to the fullest of your dreams. You can seldom come back to the realm of reality once you have left for an endless venture of imagination. They say I make you more and more productive, but I seldom know that they are wasting their time and resources once they have bought me. Maybe it' s the money that keeps the cycle moving, but I have a doubt then where went the dedication. the dedication may be at large a thing of the past. Now, it is excitement that has replaced him in many terms.

It is the easiest when you use me in your day to day tasks, the keys are so smooth to press. even your nerves may not be such responsive and fast as the Mac keys are. The sleeker it is the more fun it can give. They barely know what it feels to be high above the ground. The people always shall be remembering me for the times they have spent with me. Don't believe you, I knew it. Go and use those cheap things that you cheap people really deserve. Why are you here even?

The ports

Well, there has been a thing or two in the news regarding the usage of ports. Ya, I have to agree to it, it is ridiculous for many. The ports are rather very very unique to be used. You need Magsafe or those bizarrely shaped objects to charge me up. But there is none so powerful as I am, you see. You charge me in one hour and enjoy the rest of the hours.

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The Dashboard

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

I have been instrumental in writing this article about the kitchen dashboard. Ya, this thing has a name that everyone tends to forget except me, They say it basin, sometimes it is the table or this one is the funniest one, the washing machine. Maybe they have never learned it, so the question of forgetting is really not the question here. 'The washing machine' is one the most used names in the households and the dashboard is the almost never used name in the household. But, some days have different meanings, some days if the times are really good there are chances that we get to hear the golden syllable from a homo sapien of this house but in the wrong place.

In his own words

“I lie all the day without anything in my mind. They created me to bear the pain that’s all. Pain, dirtiness, filthiness and untidiness. Sometimes this is also accompanied by the word “ laziness”. I am the most famous victim of the century who exists as a void space. I was created because the humans needed space to so-called organize themselves. Rest is peace for me, I rest in the corner of the kitchen and harm nobody but the evil child of time and weather me out. He loves troubling people in peace. If I sit idle, he makes me old and the parts start shaking and it looks really sad. but there has to be some solution at least or otherwise, I have to perish because this human really doesn't know what am I meant for in the house. I am the most disorganized place in the house just because I was meant to organise the house. People think he is the real criminal so he must be punished, it is because of him we have to face all the trouble. He should be hanged till death. Let him face the real trouble then he shall understand the pain to keep things organized. I don't know but there is a possibility which I can very well see. But apart from all these, the family has a pet. Ya, it's a cat, she sleeps with me and likes to govern the house by sitting on my head. But that was the past, now he is scratching with his paws and his nails are really really dirty. Even while saying the things I feel kind of awkward. I don't know how this family survives with such a tribal level of organization. The only logic of placing a thing in the dashboard is the availability of space. If a thing fits there means it's meant for that place only or it is there because it was decided to be there." the dashboard on humans.

Some flaws

"There are flaws in me too, I am cheap and can't organize things myself. I have to be dependent on the humans to oranise me like a baby who can only cry. But he is so lucky that he has got somebody to listen. I have got nobody to listen. Oh empty vessels, if you could someday disobey the proverb."

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