TheScientificTriangle

I strongly believe that art is the only religion which has no religion so artists have their own religion and so does their art. 

Art has no religion!!

😁🎇🎆🎄🎃✨🎈🎉🎊🎍🎋🎎🎗️🎐🎁🎑🎀🎏

Well I would be only too glad to know what you all would think it to be… Short or long? 😂😁😃😆😅

So here is something which I am putting up for sale.. 

Price around six hundred rupees… INR…

You can purchase it if you like it… 

Memories as we move on from one place to another.

Hurt, suppressed,unloved woman. 

Welcome to the world  of 👩 women

Disclaimer- The Complete art is under construction 🚧 🏗 🔨 . Would be soon up for sale.

Hurt, suppressed,unloved women

Something eerily scaring and deserves wholesome attention with only a single eye at work to save her  then worldly, sinews and tortures.

Unattended she moves on,

Halting briefly to only note if fear pursues her anymore,

She travels far. 

In an attempt to live, in attempt to leave behind at least a scar,

If not a footprint.

She lives cautious, lest she is hurt again.

Though she knows she can’t be scarred no more.

She wears the nose ring, yet she remains untamed,

Unheard she slithers and glides as she is now one with the forms of the world.

Yet, she is resolute to complete her journey,

Letting no one in, except people she has chosen,

Though aware that evil 👿 can trace her back even through the ones she loves.

But, hurt she is and all the more prepared.

Traversing through by lanes of the world.

She only wants to end her journey in this mortal realm,

Even if it means leaving a scar and not a footprint, since for her both are same.

Perhaps more means the scar, as it tells a story of her pain, it tells fellow humans what the world can be.

Hurt, suppressed,unloved woman.

Something eerily scaring and deserves wholesome attention with only a single eye at work to save her  then worldly, sinews and tortures.

So here is today’s platter of thoughts… Enjoy Saturday and a late friday..

Lots of light and peace

Beauty springs out of your existence if you can pay attention to self. 
Beautiful attention.

Love yourself.

Beautiful attention. Love is not pampering.

They are both different.

Love yourself.

You are who you are and accept it.

If I cant work anymore accept I can’t work anymore.

If you can’t accept something, take your time and walk off.

Above all, be yourself. Noone else is you or can ever be.

Some Trickling thoughts almost about everything

few thoughts trickling all around jumping from one process to another. 

Hey all,
This is a tit bit collection, a bite here and a bite there.