the explorer's stone

 Looking at the balcony of my house I always tend to think about various forms of life which co exists in this world. Each having their own stories, agendas, problems and their own perspectives to look at world some more finely developed others poorly so , some being more rigid on their philosophies others being to vague about it. Looking down from  here I can see tiny, miniscule people having supposedly higher sense of self been totally oblivious about their own demise which could manifest in so many forms and could quickly cease their existence, been above everybody else I realize how inconsequential their lives are still they are trying to reach me , trying to rescue me from whom I ask.. I  standing above everybody else could see the futility of their life. There are certain things that i want to convey them but they misinterpret it into something else causing more chaos and havoc down there. Some are trying to reach me by stacking corpses of the people hoping they cou...

 What's the nature of reality? Is it definitive or it is more subjective and perceptive. Like there are many instances where one feel helpless out of control of there own realities, they find no way out of their ordeal. In such circumstances people tend to offer countless advices to that person which to look at is quite reflective of their own experiences and preferences. Some advice to seek god, some say to fight the circumstances with vigor and have hopes for the future and many others. I  wonder how blind we become to our own faiths and beliefs knowing the fact that it gets morphed into something else after every few kilometers. How can reality be objective if our own perceptions regarding it are so dispersed. If reality would have been objective then it could have contained few bits of uniformity which every thinker could have traced down by their intellect perhaps there is a commonality which binds us all but we are unaware of it, Science almost seemed to answer all this ...