What do I love?

I love being in the state of being in love.

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Sometimes I dream of taking all the children of this world far away—somewhere untouched by society’s hypocrisy, hatred, violence, jealousy, and envy. A place where there’s no division, only oneness. Where compassion, love, and humility blossom not just for each other, but for every living creature.
Where they are free to make their own choices,
not shaped into robots,
not forced to live a life already scripted—
but to truly be alive,
to feel, to wonder, to grow in their own light.

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I try to pen down my feelings, but some truths still choose silence.
They sit quietly in the corners of my heart,
like old letters never posted—
heavy with meaning,
yet afraid to be read aloud.

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The best part about being with you was the way I felt completely present—no chaos, no overthinking, just stillness. My mind was quiet, and my heart was full of nothing but love for you.

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I notice cars that look like his—
every turn, every red light,
a reminder that memory doesn’t wait for permission.
He’s nowhere, and yet,
everywhere.

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I want to dive into the infinite ocean of love, boundless, wild, and free.
I want to feel what it's like to love without limits, without fears, without anything holding me back.
To discover how far I can go, how much I can give, when I love someone or something with all my heart. I feel so much... and even when I offer just a drop of my love, it overwhelms me... then I wonder… what would happen if I gave it all?
If I let my whole heart spill out, no holding back, what would I become?
I long to experience that kind of love—pure, wholehearted, consuming. The kind of love that will burn me to ashes.
But maybe I’ll never truly know its depth... because I’ll be too lost in it to even measure it. I'll just be it.

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Others are the mirror, reflecting my inner self.

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Living with the "truth" isn't hard if we are ready to die every moment.

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I enjoy reading people and delving into their philosophies, but I choose not to make them my teachers. The moment I associate them with my identity, I entangle them with my ego — and in doing so, I lose the clarity to truly understand them. If they are criticized, it feels like I am being attacked. Does that invite love, or breed hatred and division? Does it lead to defensiveness, or self-awareness?

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Respect or Dependency? A Question for the Idolizers.

If you haven’t truly understood what your so-called Guru, teacher, God or idol is trying to convey-
then ask yourself:
Is it really respect?
Or just an illusion of respect—"disguised dependency"?

Because here’s the truth:
Any person on the path of truth will never ask you to blindly follow them.
They won’t hand you answers on a plate.
They’ll leave you with questions.
The kind that shakes you. Awaken you.
And demand that you walk your own path.

So tell me by idolizing them, are you becoming more independent?
Or just feeding your ego the comfort of “belonging” to someone else's truth?

From any truly wise person,
you’re not meant to become a follower.
You're meant to become free.

So again, what are you?
The independent seeker?
Or the dependent devotee dressed in borrowed wisdom?

Are you really respecting them…
or just using their name to avoid becoming your own light?

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