(Read Caption) How can one tell, a decision in making is wrong? Only when you face consequences. A decision is a fragile piece of broken mirror, if you look through it vigilantly, you gonna see yourself but if you are in a hurry then, you will see yourself either broken or missing in the story. Every decision you make, is a chain of many events, many occurence, many lives. Lives which are dependent on you and somehow you will be the destruction of all. You could have chosen a better life but then you wouldn't have been reading this, maybe you were enjoying your life like the one you wanted to be. The human brain's most influential part, thinking, that comes from forebrain's cerebrum part. With all the neurons working it comes from within but is the result of how the world treats you and is dependent upon the change, you desires in you and in your surroundings. One single decision can cost your life, sometimes the most important years of your experience or maybe someone else's life. You think, you think both ways, every aspect joining it but sometimes things are out of control. What is control? When you control your mind but it overpower your thoughts. What thoughts? Thoughts which are ingrained somewhere in the memory. What memory? Memory is when you have already encountered it in some way. What way? When questions like this quests for no end. What is No End? Where black hole finds home? No, where infinity borns! But how you are going to tell it? Tell what? I lost the track of what I was talking about. It's when all those said things take place when you stops thinking about the consequences of how it might turn up. You will be penanced for your life, being guilty of your thoughts, which will become prison and you will tie noose with the invisibles, only when you find yourself out of breathes, trying to grasp your fingers over your thoughts. When everything will be out of your reach. Consequently, you will run for the infinity but all you will find, is a black hole, trying to get nothing out of your brain. In some way, you gonna miss yourself and arises the question, Who am I? You will engross yourself looking into the future when you have been chasing yourself away, your whole past. By this time, the only thing left, self realisation. Intermittently, running and escaping, you haven't had done that or said until there comes a day, when you try hard to let them go but they won't. Coz they found a home! Indeed! A home. Everyone needs it. Some likes to live alone while others with family, but you need both , for it will rescue your pain, you have been longing for. The anxiety seems to argue your patience and you defy yourself with break downs, but for how long?
