Sunday, January 20, 2013

Moods

Moods

Like a sine wave dancing up and down, bounded by its own boundaries. Swinging in a rythmic pattern. Wants to break free but bound and guided by forces. Forces sometimes natural, sometimes created. 

Looks so pretty when in sync - creates harmony. When disoriented creates mayhem and loses its form. Man a victim or master of moods? Be they his own or of others around, in both cases dependent and helpless.

Originally posted on 20th January 2013 

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