Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a God or a beast.
Aristotle
I’ve gone into exile, another epoch of oblivious solitude. Don’t know why but watching/reading anything has become really difficult, especially comedy. Also, it has become really tough to write. I lack coherence and the words.
But since it’s been too long, I decided to get up from my slumber and write a few lines…
With tragedy, comes great pain. Pain, that tears you apart. You cry, you mourn, you think of what could’ve been… All these feelings make you lose faith… But then, the pain subdues… Slowly, pain is replaced by peace and then comes a time when you just want to sleep. Do nothing, just sleep… You don’t have time for worldly matters and you know what’s to be done… (Hope is a strong words, it makes people do things)
Star Trek has so far taught me that one should never lose hope and be positive about the upcoming future.
Thanks for reading.
LLAP
sci-fi.monk 
