I wasted so much of time with black color today, trying to do an effort to creat something likeable and when I was done I thought “Yeah it’s Savage”. Savage in a way that can touch people’s hearts by tearing into the skin. Savage in a way that can make people realize it’s epicness. Savage in a way that has the destructing power. Savage in a way that makes you see one’s darkness which is hidden inside. But that’s how I see it, the world don’t realize how precious that piece of paper covered with black ink is. They just see the appearance of things, they don’t go deep inside them. They can’t see the savageness they don’t know what’s it’s like to see it. They don’t know about the savage world.
The lights were all lit but the darkness was still there. The kind of darkness that makes you ponder about things you miss, things you regret, things that start with if and things that have no end. Those streams of thoughts that keep flowing in your mind connecting one thing with another and making a thread of never ending thoughts, keep you in that darkness even when you’re in a hall full of people with all the lights and music. You can’t get your head notice the lights or the fun because it is engrossed by those thoughts that never leaves it or maybe you don’t let them leave your head because somehow you enjoy it. Being there with those thoughts make you feel that anything is possible, you can imagine anything there, so you feel the joy by turning those ‘Ifs’ into possibilities. And for just that joy which is not even real, ‘just a fantasy’, you let yourself have all the darkness that comes with it not knowing that it is destroying you, turning you into a whole new person who is dull, boring and always lost but then it’s just what people will think about you and it doesn’t really matter what they think of you because people will leave anyway. What matter is YOU so you better hold on to those thoughts and be what you wanna be. Be yourself. Be a fantasy.
Hate me all you want I am not gonna judge you or hate you for that because I know your hatred must be based on some reason that is correct for you, I know it’s not all you who has created this hatred inside you it’s a little bit of me too or maybe it’s all me. A part of me may have hurted you subconsciously even when I never wanted to. Or maybe it’s because you’re going through some situation, a kind of situation that made you hate me because you never know what other person is going through. You don’t know how they feel about a certain thing that you’re talking sick of. So you have no right to judge or hate them because you don’t know them even when you think you do. You can never know a person accurately no matter how close you are. And if you are truly close to them you will never judge them no matter how stupid things they do. And the thing that is important to know is that it’s not always you who is correct so either try to know them or just stay away because when you don’t know, you don’t care and when you don’t care, you judge. But no scratch that ‘don’t judge because you don’t know’