FreeWrights Peer Review™

It was like falling off the peak where I always found my haven.. falling? No, sliding, bouncing, banging and off the balance, straight on the ground of actuality. Actuality, where u feel the pain and pang, smile and tranquil, surge n standstill … all in chorus. Slithering the mist off, mist of mistiness.

Fall is customary… could it be better to verbalize it as prone to falls? Yes, tend to falls. So alone I cannot complain that this person or that person/this bench or that table kept carelessly led to my fall…mmmmm… am susceptible to stagger unduly. It is quite natural too as the ambience is crowded irrevocably with movable and unmovable/ obsolete n up-to-date things and Emotions. so fairly normal for unpredicted yet predicted falls. Why Predictable, mm? I told u earlier about the crowded air. when it’s crowded with things n people it is also crowded with their moods and baggage… So it is a trapeze balance u r expected to master in, to avoid falls. but there again no guarantee that u won’t fall. because, fall is regular and inescapable to edify u to be the finest fittest person. “Survival of the fittest”

your deteriorating knees/weak limbs/Body mass fail all the gymnastic training your mind taught u to apply at the time of direness. Nevertheless, not waiting for ur body to respond, mind jigs n run off with the Spirit energizing the entire mass to a feather lift. It’s this ‘spirit’ all of us be loquacious about and it is the one phenomenon we need footing in and hence this thinking necessitate our existence. accepted wisdom cannot avoid ur fall but it can lift u from the floor/low morale faster and help u speedy recovery.

So each fall is a stimulant, however hard u r hit on the floor or ur spirit is smashed callously…ur body go for an early correction and ur mind for an urgent auto resistance… we were rained even before we were born. even from our childhood we get up from each fall, though we don’t follow the lingua franca of our mom, mm? u call it instinct and I term it Destiny. And I survey the invisible rhythm each fall poetized in me.

Each fall is a poem/story/article/exposure… for, everything is born through a fall n rise.. fall of ur mood, rise of ur mood, mm? am I not true? Or do u feel its all kind of useless words/emotions playing pranks. Then I would say, don’t Spit the word ‘useless’ uselessly … why don’t u split it as ‘Use Less’ and use less the very word ‘useless’ as its useless to use it on someone we must use it less on! or we would seem to be the advertisers of the uselessness of our useless education n useless culture we uselessly emphasize on. do I sound useless, using less of that useless common sense, less in use…

Common sense is the last thing we use when it is the question of heart n emotions…we tiptoe into a heart and stays there without the holder’s knowledge. We paint our picture, feel happy at the best result and then we color it with the color of our choice and we name it their love/care/affection/admiration for us. Because we expect them to do so and we wear our hearts on our sleeve expecting others to read it in black n white. So how come the common sense, commonly accepted rubbish, work for us? And that’s the next fall; uphill is this life u might feel, but its downhill in fact if u know the secret of the art of living…mastered thru fall n rise n fall…n Rise. Then n there u sense the imperceptible rhythm that leads u to an inner harmony with ur aloneness… then u realize the meaning of ‘alone in the crowd’ in its word sense and its real sense.

Thus each fall of someone pilots yet another’s fall. u might have seen misplacement of one chair leading to a series of fall.. n one misconception of someone on someone else to disarrayed dismay, mm? It’s the same with my fall/ur fall too… how? Simple, c how this makes u fall to a Grand Scale Boredom

Some minor grammar errors, etc, but overall I find this to quite an appealing piece of work.

Steve, thank you...