Pieces In Time

Starting a small 2024 project! Sending monthly letters to☀️as if you're reading them :)

🔔These posts will be in no particular order.  Sometimes they will correspond with dates posted here, sometimes not. This is space where my thoughts will turn into digital marks. 

As time leaves behind countless bodies and their stories, many beneath the ground, some still above and indefinite yet to come, I too take a shot at leaving behind my memento in this 'Dunya- دُّنْيَا ' .  I knew people had a desire to leave behind a mark on the world, though I never really understood why. Now that I have grown older I understand that perhaps some things only make sense after sufficient time has passed by. Time passing by is both bitter and sweet. Bitter because you slowly start to realize that parts of you will be left behind in the past, they wont move forward with you into the future.  Sweet because this very nature of life reminds you of how temporary this world is and keeps you from getting too attached.  In this vary vast canvas of time, I too leave behind a splash of my soul for my eyes to read IA from peaceful gardens of heaven one day. 

                     There is beauty in growing old. The world we live in wants you to think otherwise. The whole beauty industry along with its minion industries are fixated on making you look younger, wanting you to look younger, making you believe that you want/need to look younger. They try to implant the idea of hiding the marks time leaves on your body like it's something that should stay behind closed doors.  Once you end up understanding life, you come to realize that going through each of life's phases is necessary. They act as a safe bank to keep you from getting too attached to this world. If we were to stay in our youthful appearance and health we would never want to leave this place, we would yearn to be immortals on this Earth. Is it really worth being an immortal in this realm? No matter what, this life at the end of everything is a test. This world can not be the paradise we yearn for. Hence, your body aging wit...

I want to live, I thought. I want to run free, but I can't. I have tried. I want to explore, but I can't. I have tried. I want to climb mountains, but I can't. I have tried. I want to swim to the depths of the earth, but I can't. I have tried. I want to experience memories in a foreign country, but I can't. I have tried. I want to be happy, but I can't. I have tried. Wait - let me wish for something simpler. I want to keep on rowing, but I can't. I have tried and I am tired. I want to feel, but I can't. I have tried and I am tired. I want to breathe, but I can't. I have tried and I am tired. I want to live, but I can't. I have tired and I am tired. .. ... So .... ..... I want to lie numb, but I can't I have tried. I am tired.

If someone is reading this, it's really a miracle because the link to this blog or its existence is highly classified.  I haven't given its URL to anyone so how did you get here lol? Well since you're here, hope you enjoy! It's a small memento of my existence that maybe someone will come across or maybe not. Either way, it's okay :)