B-Log

Walk your mind. Take it out.  Refence the thoughts. Quarantine the familiar.  Gather thought implements and push it up the the attic. Let go.  Disconnect the premises. Pour in a fresh can of energiser. Let the mind loose. Let go. Reload the people. Relocate the me. Recraft the possibility tangent. Reengineer the thought processes. Recolour the walls. Remix the doors. Reposition the windows. Remake you. Let go.  Repeople the mindscape. Redress the world around. Rework on the hypotheses. Remark the processes. Rewonder at the benign simplicities. Rebreathe the passion around. Let go. Relay the roads. Rewander the by lanes. Rewater the fruits.  Let go.  Reposition your guards. Recan your worms. Redress your memories. Refresh your belly. Relearn your teachings. Let go. Rewrite your speeches. Rerhyme your prose. Reword your fate. Let go.  Rewet your consciousness. Repeal your dreams. Relose you. Rewin the loss.  Reengineer the body. Rewi

It is universal, apparently immortal too, to blame the young for not learning form the old. Each senior generation finds it hard to figure out the inability on the part of the young to read the old right and get their lives straight. Education to romance, careers to commerce, driving to digitalising, the areas of disagreement are as multiple as there are passions and prejudices. When there are those who have already taken the path and ready to look back and take stock, to comment, analyse and articulate, it is pretty simple for the young to learn from it. How come they don't do that ? When the been-there-done-that species of the past is ready to educate the ones getting ready to arrive, why do they turn their backs on it and decide to go it alone? Think that it happens. That the young have made a manual of what the previous generations have done and been doing, and have schematised the rights and the wrongs, and have decided take on life fully loaded with these insights, how d