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  Among the long historical roots of creation, I am but a sprout. Among the fiery infernos of passion, I am but a sparkle. The icy terrains frozen for millennia, Has begun to melt. The emotions and yearning lying dormant, Are now being felt. Neither too red nor too green, But the world in a yellow tint. Neither too shallow nor too deep Life as an untamed river, Sparking river that lies between, the  stormy ocean and a calm sea. This world 'twixt the heaven and hell, That only some can see. Such is a tale of budding flower. Such is my song of ice and fire.

I'm no artist I'm a weaver. I weave words of different colors, shapes and sizes like a beggar in order to survive this icy cold emptiness. I'm no artist I'm a mediary poet. I splash around in a river of Life and muddle the water. The depthness and mystic you see is but a mirage created by me. I'm no artist I'm an imitator. The rage, cries, values and words you see, it belongs to dead poets and authors. But this will to decept the world and me is me. I'm no artist For to me artist is a person of spontaneity, Always becoming. Unburden by the heavy cloud of thoughts and The perfect embodiment of instinct.

  Hello guys, welcome to just think. Today we will explore the philosophy of Friedrich Nietzsche through his book Thus spoke Zarathustra. Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche (15 October 1844 – 25 August 1900) was a German philosopher, critic, poet, and philologist. His philosophy has inspired many people. Many people think of him as a Nihilist while in fact, he was an existentialist. Nihilist is a person who believes that life is meaningless and rejects any religious and moral principles as opposed to an existentialist who gives life personal meaning. existentialist may or may not believe in god. Through Nietzsche’s philosophy and insights we are able to fight the meaninglessness of the world. His writings are very dense and eccentric. Because of that, he is often misinterpreted.  It is my ambition to say in ten sentences what others say in a whole book. For example, in this video https://youtu.be/MCOw0eJ84d8 , famous psychology Professor Jordan Peterson explains one or two paragraphs o

  It seemed from past few days, I find myself on a slippery slope. This modern mania, the modern world is slipping away, beyond the scope. It's too late now to create my drop of honey. For what good is drop compared to the ocean. So it seemed when I looked outward and away, But when I looked inward, it's empty,  it longs for honey, for creating. But this however I found. Not by looking beyond but looking around. This pace and slipping slope, Is the mirage created by the modern globe. Everything is still, around me, Everything is still human, in me, There came in me, a dark tide. But went away in this warm noontide. Hush! the world is perfect now, In this great noontide. When modern pipers are not blowing their pipe, The sun, the tree, and the lazy brow, Hush! the world is perfect now.

  This is 3rd and final part of The Roy series. Roy appears In familiar land. He teleported himself to his homeland. The same sun, the same path, The same earth, the same grass He stands beside the wagon in vain, He cried "oh lord tis not my fate to kill the dragon?" He suffered great damage From previous battle He set his sail on invisible pane And seek who could take his mantle. Under sun, on crooked path, a boy was visible The boy saw him despite being invisible! Surprised Roy, wondered "Perhaps this is what lord desired" To earth he descendeth. Too worn, too tired. He felt a jolt of pain, this was his last whisper He asked boy, "what doth thou heart desire?" Long have I dwelleth in this place Now my soul wants to flee I want to experience power and pace Oh! wizard make myself into thee. He was shocked by what he found. He finally understood to what fate he's bound. He traveled through space and also time. Like threads, his life entwined. Roy smiled

  This is part 2 of The Roy series. Roy captured demons, Day and night With totems and spells, He would fight. On one such sail To the mystic habitat, He followed someone's trail Unknown to his own fate. A big shadow appeared behind him, with slight motion. He turned around slowly with caution  Lo, it was dragon! With fiery breath And strong teeth. Wings as big as wagon. From him, even the knights would flee But Roy was no coward, he was brave. He marched forward with his magical glaive. He fought for days, with his mystic prowess. Dragon fought back with fierce powers. He attacked the weakest point, at the dragon's neck. Surprised dragon fired with every ounce of breath. The Roy could die in a counterattack, so it appears. At the very last moment, the Roy disappears. Part 3:-  Roy: The Prestige