Free Association

[SCYTHE]

On Seeking Your Lover
Never change your attitudes or ideas to comply with the woman’s interests, reason being your value will be reduced dramatically if she realizes that you lied to win her over…stay firm to your beliefs and don’t change it to win someone’s approval even if you lose her because of that…be a man, not a needy liar

Do not try to impress her, a man who is attractive enough don’t need to act like a clown to win someone’s attention…a great man lives in his own reality and do it for his own

A great man has soft heart and a hard mind & body… Be witty but also be tough and your body language must reflect it

[SCYTHE]

On the toughest road
The road is not beaten or crowded but when threaded it must be passed with steps which hit the ground heavily..The road is honesty, the only way to melt someone's heart or to feel genuine confidence, other roads go awry, tried a lot and proved failure each time...Open up your heart, show your prides, vulnerabilities to let others build the vibe with you (because no body is perfect and people love to see creatures similar to them to build rapport)... you will get a magnet if you show your brutal honesty...be courageous to try it once and you will repeat it zillion times

[SCYTHE]

On Being in the Moment

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On the Most Precious Realization: Self-Esteem
You must accept everything about yourself, you are simply a fact of life, you had no control over your existance, YOU CANNOT be ashamed of your eye color, your family, your upbringing, your iq, your look because you had zero power over it nor you should think others are better than you because they were more fortunate. Live your life, do not think about things that are out of your hand...Do your best, be relaxed, life is as short as a summer slumber, soon you will be wiped out of existance...I beg you my brothers to understand this elusive obvious fact

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On the greatest sadness
How pitiful is human who is still harnessed more by his lust than his wisdom..I wish I could subdue my frigging selfish genes' whims in the act of choosing my soul mate but it was a losing battle, the more I persisted the more drained I got...now I hate myself more than any moment as I lost a precious rare diamond and I also feel abased...I want to bleed, eternal bleed...we are human, too human

[Zero Hour]

On the greatest sadness
How pitiful is human who is still harnessed more by his lust than his wisdom..I wish I could subdue my frigging selfish genes' whims in the act of choosing my soul mate but it was a losing battle, the more I persisted the more drained I got...now I hate myself more than any moment as I lost a precious rare diamond and I also feel abased...I want to bleed, eternal bleed...we are human, too human

Lust

I bleed for you, a hungry human
Why are you trying to harness your tremendous energy, your LUST
As they say: love brings peace, lust is a violent storm
My grandfather always said:" My little son, war is in fact a kind of peace"1
So, why sholud one love peace
It's just a flimsy port
Which can't abide violent storms
really, a heavy burden to bear
So
To subdue your unruly desires, just try to appreciate your lust

It's not a cut diamond
It's not a whim like women's whim-whams
It's a diamond in the rough
A valuable gem

Yes, we all are human
With the lust for money
With a lust for power
We just try to gratify our lusts
Not to curb them
Because we can't forget the past
the whims of fate





(Your lust diamond will return to u, dont worry)

[SCYTHE]

Lust comes from the cruelty of soul, I hate to see my soul, gaunt and ghastly, oh no, I considered myself as an enlightened, at least I used to fake it ....What I know about myself is that I am a sucker for sublime ones who step into uncharted waters...those who seek exquisite virtues, emerald islands!...all blessings with those seafarers! l

[Zero Hour]

an island of peace and tranquility

Once upon a time, a turbid stream was islanding a black rock. the black rock was gaunt & ghastly, but full of peace and tranquility. While he was uncharted, yet the woods knew his address & every dawn blessed him with a bright green colour. yes, he was small, in an ocean of conflict and war, but he was a precious island...maybe he was a cold painting, but upon my soul, he wasn't without soul

[SCYTHE]

zero hour
I like the silky passionate run of your deep soul over the green meadow of life canvas, you wooer of truth
like to talk more to you when I find some time

[Zero Hour]

zero hour
I like the silky passionate run of your deep soul over the green meadow of life canvas, you wooer of truth
like to talk more to you when I find some time

Dear Scythe

I don't live here anymore, I'm sick & tired of ordinary people who suppose r pro

Do u believe in afterlife which surrounds us beyond cold graves

Your distance, absolutely, makes me turn over in my grave

But

The end is near

Till then