revelation

I am indebted beyond words after being enlightened to the truth. I had been inside a web, a web of unbelievably foolish moments. Every moment I thought and related with a certain emotion. Every conversation with a certain warmth, a feeling of complete modesty and a feeling of mutual modesty. I can now give up on everyone and everything now that I am quite certain that every but of faith is but an indulgence not just into a gamble but rather, into a gamble with a certainty to lose. Look p and see the dead heads of people you thought were with you. See them floating around with their bodies carrying them. They move and look similar. The bloated heads stand out and tell you They are no one. Looking around again, a hunt begins for a prospective temple, where faith can be stored. People forget that faith is not removable as and when required. Faith is better broken than faked. The faith is now broken and now it gives a deeper understanding of the foolishness around. The fact that people are not ready to shed a grain for a person almost dead. I do not give up my fight. I just make it a lonesome one although the path is not quite easy. Looking at people having a family, looking at people holding their family and sailing through all kinds of days, I feel a sense of deep emptiness. Filling it however would empty the essence of me. 'ME' has always been lower than anyone. Now, it needs a change. Filth takes over and convinces it is holy. Steering away is my only instinct.