Isometric distribution of incidences, bounded by the banality of new orders

All good in the celebrity manner, all brilliant all in the same tune, all in the same pitch with the same gesture of fun.

But the joy was not artificially justified by the value of valueless , by the love of loveless , by the colour of colourless. It should be captured by all the intellect and soul to grab it, to feel it, and to share it with all, in the big hug of mother and son.

The path to destiny should not be bounded by the isometric appearance of the new order, while intellect cruising to get us in.

Is that self deception ? is it deliberate cheat ? or is it the only way left to survive ? why we fear the solitude of the truth, while walking through the valley of colour.

It is difficult for me to tell, it should be difficult for you to understand, when you have decided to start all by the scratch.

My paces should be slow and in the mood of grown up kid who is reluctant and sheltered by the eclipse of sun.

I was barely walking and talking, when I was at the age of yours, you have reached climax. I have learned something worth to hold on, when you have raised your second generation, of your own.

I will hold on the fun, joy and hope on the badge of good life marked by my own virtues that could be reflecting the colours of rainbow, I would be painting my own.

I will be singing in the tune of my own at different pitch, but in the same mood of chorus I joined in. The life is beautiful and worth to face it , all the challenges hidden by the mystifying beauty of mother, nature. I adore.

No apology for the past, but no seek of excuse or regret, which I could have had better to blame but rather not because simply, fellows, I was not right.

When you were not destined to feel it, or avoid to hug it, there should be no excuse you would not get it.

I caused great upset , but none were deliberately targeted although was unavoidable, isolated by the solitude of odd wise man, living in the passion of 19th century Parisian man.

I have had missed the loved ones in several occasion, simply I could not have had the understanding the worth of being in love. I have broken the hearts of loved ones in the will of honesty, and good of the man of solitude. I was hurt deeply and felt the pain of being dumped and cheated , masqueraded in shame. Because simply I have not been thought to sail in the ocean. I was not fortunate enough to have the inheritance of the tools needed to sail alone and had no charm to pick up one. But I have had huge passion to learn and a bit arrogant to be stubborn, that helped me somehow to gather the goods of mine and stick on them, to hold on.

All I knew was to stay floating on the stagnant picture copied by the exhibition of life of globetrotter fans. It was the raw dreams left behind the unfinished pages of the books I have read. It was carelessly removed and written as motto of justifying the ethics of life, sheltered and protected by the dreams.

I have had managed to stay floating somehow by the help of warmest hands offered at the time of desperation. I would express gratitude to all I knew I learned something worth to let me to build my own path, painted my own , song in the rhytm of mine.

But by now, I learned how to survive in the storming and roaring ocean, I am destined to get it and enjoy it in the rest of my time. I would not be young and portrayed by the fame of being, but I could have said I caught the colours the gimmick of the life, my own.

I would not stop life until the last breath of mine, I will seek my love in the roaring waves of the ocean cost, in the reflection of sun. I will chase the colours of rainbow, was amazed by the mother, nature.

In reality, in the true love, in true good spirit, I would be good citizen of the planet, huge blue marble I have seen in the boyhood dream of mine.

I will get it, I will use utmost , the potential virtues of mine, as the son, destined to catch up the colours of rainbow, in the reflection of sun.