24 February 2013


اَلسَّلَامُ عَلَيْكُمْ وَرَحْمَةُ اللهِ وَبَرَكَا تُهُ

The vastness of the world is something that we can never truly comprehend. Try as we may, I do not think we will ever find out the exact size of our planet, our galaxy, our universe - and in relation, we may also never figure out just how small we actually are.

I went outside tonight. And the sky I stood under, the night sky stretching overhead was simply amazing. You don't get views like these in the heart of a bustling city. Only when and where you can find enough darkness to illuminate the skies will you finally be able to call out the moon and the more elusive stars to come out and play.

But in our day and age, no man has time to 'play'. It's all a fully-automated, highly structured and dull-grey circle of endless and pointless work. No one ever looks up. So no one cares that for a fact our skies are getting emptier each day - a direct reflection of our day-to-day lives. Empty.

Complete nothingness. Absolute nothingness.