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I will not go
gentle into the night
I will rage
against the dying light.

I will not be silenced
by distant roars
I will seize and kill
the last of kings.

I will not fade into oblivion
nor forget the horrors of my past
I will rise
before the worst tides.

I will not be caught
in the cycle of life and death
I will grasp
the hand of blue gods.

I will not be tempted
by scents of pleasure
I will take time
to rule you all.

I will not die
nor perish by hand
I will live
like the likes of lions.

A Picture And Few Words

A picture says a thousand words but the one above says a million.I find the question of existence both absurd and fascinating.Why is exactly do we exist?What exactly is one's purpose in life?Our life and existence is a result of our social conditioning.Clearly there are no rules,existence is an illusion that we create to sustain our mental well being.One could argue about God and the great design of the cosmos that we still haven't grasped.Surely we haven't grasped everything but to imagine that man still has not begun his intellectual journey would be unreasonably wrong.As time moves on man creates a bubble of illusion around him.He sees what he wants to see and feels what he wants to feel.Therein lies the ultimate irony of life,man is nothing but an outcome of his own imagination.Time moves on,each second bringing us an inch closer to finality of life.Actions and thoughts have no clear reason,we exist as an aberration,changing with each moment.

For years existence has been debated upon by the wisest of men,each man with his own views,bringing us no closer to the truth that forever eludes us.The purpose of this essay is not to undermine the rigorous efforts of those men long gone but rather to think objectively about the subjectivity of life.Clearly this is a vexing problem which has no clear answers but rather assumptions which paradoxically exist as a mirage in themselves.To talk about existence from an anthropologically neutral point of view would be devastatingly wrong not to mention a violation of the norms which this essay underlays.One must take into account socio-economic conditions before categorizing life in a stereotype.Man is an animal and it is not by virtue that we survive but rather by desires.Each moment is an outcome of an incoherent amalgam of desires and survival.We exist not by reason or choice.We simply exist