Thursday, October 12, 2006

Freedom, Directive and Revolution

free·dom n.
1. The condition of being free of restraints.

For me, feedom is leading life in my own way. Some smart guy has said that a picture is worth a 10thousand words.

This is my apartment. This is freedom. For the untrained eye, this looks like chaos. But no! There is no chaos here. It is convenience.

We are famous. Famous because of this. Famous as in conspicuously miserable*. Unknown people from unknown places were talking about us.

I had my friends coming over to my kitchen just have their daily dose of laughter.

Dearth of enlightened people,
Ignoring the naunces of life,
Failing to feel the rays,
amidst broad day light!

People dont tend to see. They cannot realise the importance of freedom.
Chaos is freedom. The freedom to admire chaos is freedom.

Open thy eyes and see,
Amenity shall fill thee.

Then came revolution. And this happened.

What caused the revolution?
Well, roaches. Bloody roaches. The freedom we attained was shared by stupid roaches. They were bloody all over. They had even started partying here, enjoying full liberty. They even were swimming in fresh fruit juice pools which were originally meant to be food for a certain breed of ape decendant species called humans, aka us.
This caused blood shed. Roach Blood Shed. For there is no revolution without blood shed!
"Revolutions are usually accompanied by a considerable effusion of blood, but are accounted worth it -- this appraisement being made by beneficiaries whose blood had not the mischance to be shed"* . In this particular case, roach blood, and us the benificiaries.

One slight problem if the tables turn. Watch this video to know what I mean. Replace ants by roaches and roaches by humans in the video.

*From the Devil's Dictionary.

Note to self: Work Hard. Work smart.

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