Life's a cipher, cipher of zing. And cipher's a pun, and one you live.
We'd know cipher from Dan Brown, of course. I needn't elaborate uselessly. But Shakespeare meant nothing by cipher. Really nothing. I mean: Zero, zilch, nought, etc. Nothing. So life is a cipher of zing. And yours is the side of the pun to live. And yours is the choice for yours is your life. A pun. What more? Your life is a race if you call it so. Or it maybe a dream if you dream some more. Or a test. Or a game. Or a camera. Or a fairy tale. Or a coin. Or a struggle. Or a walking shadow. Or a roller coaster (that only goes up my friend- #JohnGreen). Or a song or a sea or a sunset. Or a knife or a kite. Or a bicycle or a boat or a box of chocolates. Or an arrow or an apple. Or a piano. Or a highway. Or whatever Google suggests. Sometimes I think perspectives of life are the most abhorrent cliches ever. And these perspectives present to your mind a giddying gif or something. Collectively they become a kaleidoscopic mirage. (A mirage still.) These perspectives. But life again is a kaleidoscopic mirage. So perspectives of life become life itself. Or life becomes its own perspective. That's how much perspective matters. Your life is an intersection of entities impalpable rendered palpable by virtue of existence. Love or loss or zest or zilch. Entities infinite. They exist independent of the human mind. [Oh Mathematical Realism!] One common to all is time. So time is an intersection of the individual existing intersections we are. And our life is our time. Hah. One more. I think it is a Fated Uncertainty like you. Like me. An ephemera. You can't ever escape THAT categorization. All is ephemeral. Fated. Uncertain. But every uncertainty has its own principle. (Forget Heisenberg's). Think of yours, perhaps? And I know too the truest definition of life from the Best Book in the worlds: "Every soul will taste death, and you will only be given your [full] compensation on the Day of Resurrection. So he who is drawn away from the Fire and admitted to Paradise has attained [his desire]. And what is the life of this world except the enjoyment of delusion." (Al-Qur'an- 3:185)
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Fauzia Kidwai
16/9/2014 04:18:13 am
Philosophy and Maths lay entwined in your writing..... and language , literature, theology and so many more too... entities infinite! Life- you'd call it but a race when you get it's an ephemera. May Allah open your mind, heart and soul my child , and bless you with the joy and worth of writing!
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Alina Nawab Kidwai
16/9/2014 02:15:17 pm
Thanks so so so so so much Mumma! :* <3 ^-^ It's all your teaching after all:)
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