Dreams, why are they so influential in my Life. Try as I might to ward off the thoughts of are they in relation to the happenings in my LIFE?? Or does a particular dream really send out a message which is the visual warning of future happenings, whatever they might be perceived for, I always try to fall back to one thing…late night, deep thoughts and yes some sort of “Karma” eventually transfuse themselves into vision of dreams.hmmm…now that isn’t just one thing right, seems like there are a lot of contributing factors which might just be the reasoning behind the formation of dreams.

Silver plated Virgo chain and Silver plated Capricorn chain entangled, a narration by someone afar, reading out the words of horoscope of how Life between a Virgo and Capricorn is like. The entangled chains continue to swing like a pendulum, this image really focused well, whereas the backdrop vision of someone is out of focus. Suddenly the images moulds themselves into another setting, amidst tall skyscrapers, 17^th storey…clear glass overlooking the deep blue sea. Whispers breaks into the silent, capturing my attention as my sense of hearing urged for more…and I wanted to understand the melody of emotion that surrounds me. I was staring ahead at nothing in particular, with the rays of the sunlight peeking its way into the room once familiar in my memory. Finally the image of the person came clear into my vision, as I tried to sync in the words spoken to the vision in front of me, uttering these very sentence … ”Come back into the memories that seek the bridge between the minds of you and me. Overwhelming with emotions of doubts, my eyes shuts to enter darkness…to escape from the answers of reality. Grasping for strength amidst the darkness serves no purpose, as I could not find the path for me to lead on…I gave in, finally as I opened my eyes to come in terms with the truth which I have been burying within myself…a truth written as fate in the BOOKS OF GOD. You would not know what really happened, because the information which was being feed to you, were all smeared with Lies, Lies, a weapon to defend cowards whom are afraid to face up to reality, for they are afraid that the most severe punishment bestowed upon them would be isolation. Bunch of fools…they conformed to the words of the society…by the way…why am I using they, when it should be an I .Rephrase the whole sentence with the letter I. This might serve as a fine example of how good I am trying to run away from my problems. A post of truth. A post of transparent. A post of regret. A journey which became twisted by the decision one makes.

Seeking, Searching, Scaffolding of thoughts from past errors. Try as I might to eschew they seek formation from all that surrounds me, even in my dreams, making it harder and harder to break free from. SNAPPING back to present…trying hard to follow the advice of someone INSHALLAH I’m going to marry “try not to talk about your past”. Yes I would not do so! I told myself with sincerity, pushing back all forms of thoughts. Filtering all residues of past to seek a better life in future. Suck into a vacuum of darkness whenever I take the step back to see what ANISHAR had been like. ALLAH swt knows the best. IN GOD I TRUST, IN GOD I SEEK REFUGE, INGOD I SEEK FORGIVNESS AND IN GOD I SEEK BLESSING.*moody moments*