Human

Thoughts always come crashing down, initially I had to take myself out of the wreck, but now as I write, there is no wreck left, so no cleaning up. Pondering over the fact that every individual in this world is different, I feel a tinge or I should rather say a shiver of amazement. Along with having different fingerprints they have different mindsets, discrepant thinking, conflicting logic, incongruous intellects and multifarious behaviors. in short they are as different as snowflakes are from one another. They look similar, but upon scanning meticulously the reality of their dissimilarity is disclosed. What they do, is what they think, and what they think, is who they are.

Writing all this down makes me feel awkward as I use the words similar, same, alike, and of a kind, quite often. Anyways there is one more interesting thing about these species, i.e Humans of course. They are tremendous actors, their versatility reflects from the fact that they change roles every single day, every single minute and every single second. They are great at faking it. In my wildest dreams, humans amaze me to the point of utter and utmost amazement. Fooling one another is indeed their favorite past time. They are actors, directors, producers, writers and cameramen, all at the same time. Their love for comedy, humor and satire is immense and eternal, its power breaks, shatters, ruptures, crushes, and smashes to smithereens, hearts of many among them. Their caring, loving, and selfless attitude towards one another is portrayed and flawlessly presented by the fact that they help each other in moving out of this world faster and in seconds.

There is a lot more about these amazing matchless souls in these wild dreams, but I like these wild dreams pacing in my head like a caged lion, hence I'd stop here for now. Blimey, they're on the loose again! 

Wild

My thoughts are wilder than my dreams and the name 'my wild thoughts' would have been better but I guess we use the two words 'come true' with 'dreams' and not with 'thoughts'. So this is better isn't it?

Plus, getting lost in the wild has its own benefits. The best thing  it does is very precious.
It gives you something you won't find or encounter or learn while sitting in your lounge watching television. What getting lost in the wild give you is, EXPERIENCE.
Which to me is something sacred, something pure, something that comes from within, something that books can't teach you. It something this other sacred thing called Life gives us as a gift, gradually.

This thing called experience is so friendly, so caring and selfless that it not only helps the one who has it but also the one who needs it, the one who wants it..

This extremely valuable possessions' benefits are innumerable, but for now this is enough as my wild dreams are loosing track once again.