Under Unconditional Sky

While in the initials of every blog post, I urge to ask a question, How Far?
But I fail to answer that dilemma!

We are here breathing under free air, free lifetime, and free other living objects.
All that seems pretty confusing to understand how could that all work.
The permutations and combinations fail to comply how far the values of each thinking about each other, about anything possibly, around everyone across the whole world.

The main surprise is how far one thinks about such Big Calculations.

Now, if there are different debates on similar topics, does that means that the community is not satisfied with unspecific conditions of the free earth?
Yes, it is so.

Topic leads us to the questions asked very jokely with optional daily or regularly sort of conversations which we share with each other at different aspects of visioning whether it is known or unknown, we say how far is that justified?

Have you any suspect , rule or answer for that?
If every question would have a question questioning , can you give the answer? Then how many people will give a correct answer in the answer of the answer?

Seems bit PUZZLING but...!

Everyone human have same characteristics but differ in their values, and this convention is pretty true on all living or non living things presiding over the earth.

Now, it seems important to put this question at the end, How far can one live Under Unconditional Sky?

That although have everything, but have nothing?

Seems bit illogical to question with a bit illogical willingness to answer, No!

All that it seems, it happens, even if we wish, or we not, but the cycles keep on rolling, one after the another, you may think or you may not!

There's A True In The Truth

How far will the life go?
They say " Under a finite duration."
Well, that's a truth everyone that everyone acknowledge.

Today's motive stands aloft portraying the middle derieved meaning of confessions and expectations.

Its common phenomenon that we wish Best of Luck to our friends and mates before a crucial examinations.
But how far are we justified?

There's a truth beyond our wish but enclosed between the demands of self evaluation even.
True seems the blessings and truth behind the expectation but somehow lay unspecified throughout.

Behind any common conversation , things shared may be true or may be fake, how far may prove it, at the same spot.
Agreeing to such unsound rumours may disclose the mental ability , particularly at teenage, just because there are better judgers at this age!

Truth is that they are the mates, you know them and just they know you, not to far...

Being completely undetermined to such conclusions is also not the derivation of the topic.

Thinking big through a little mind, even big tasks ahead, beyond capability, doing above the individuality, correct explanation of the topic is therefore, stated ambitiously, not brilliantly but classified manner of discussion.

How far can we understand is the truth, our mind will show to us, not the true we will share with our heart.

All unknown can be classified as unknown then what's the unknown really?

If the truth are alive, true in the truths are alive, Humans are alive, then what's the matter of confusion in the case of fakeness?

Remember there's a true in the truth untouched but the backbone, standing aloft explaining its perpetual state of presence...

Not Complaining, Just Saying.

Wow! 
Just a word to say, Complain!

I saw my older posts this time, and was surprised to remark the its Me only, who have composed those words.

A little time had changed, and I have got a little mature to know about some privileged rights of my own, to be counted can be a word to speak and express myself.

I am speaking a little of my experience just to a extend the view of dramatic shows enacted by various people around just like puppets on the stage.

Except such panoramas, there are memories, I don't want to discuss them right now.

About Complaining, its the work of the weaker, that's what I use to say and believe in my earlier years.
Theory is still the same but there is little change in the priviledges given to everyone in the mature, whether they get acknowledged about them or not.

Complaining is a tradition followed by the minority and the weaker section of human ability.
He wants to make his words clearly listened and let them be the way he wants, thus creating mess and undue chaos in the perpetual discussions of human  psychology.

I know it seems a little bit late to understand what I am trying to say, but in simple words I can say that Complaining makes a Man weaker than what he could do by creating such a way that could possibly or probably make a clear sense out of the chaos rather than begging for changes in front of the people who came from Sand Times i.e people of minor complexion of executive powers.

Since, the words seems much much much stronger to reach the weaker but all that comes out is nothing.
And what I complained right now is my weakness that I want them to think why create such options which make you rather isolated from your destination.

Just a word for complain but a big debate in me to present it to you.

Yes, I complain, through the core of my heart, to let begin some fragrance through beautiful flowers thrown in the mud so far unaware of what has been done to them so far than discarded.

Its my weaker heart saying these lines along a stronger heart to change the world so far and to transist anyone's opinion within a split of some drastic words and some unpridictable lessons.

I say come and let see how aggression can you show before the eve of my heart can bow to you and your unfair destiny.
Not too far is the day, I will be with real actions rather than having some texts poured out of the messy indications of the destiny and fate though this mind owes some undefined legends, through little only can I say.

Unknowingly can I predict a change, through me to others in my way, not complaining just saying, that something needs a bath, through showers of intelligence and real deeds.

I wait for that time...

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