1 degree of change
100 degree ,the temperature at which water boils 
..101degree it becomes steam…a 1 degree change ..transformation of state..
Often it takes one moment of insanity that changes everythig and then many other feeling subsides…like a hole in dam, as soon the crack opens..there is whole gush of water seeping through the creek.may be we need to hold on a little more before we change our state at this point…but its so damn tough..read somwhere one thing is constant and that is change but this change somtimes haunt you till that 1 degree point that you loose your state.. Often there is feeling of the past ” What I was and now what I am”..huh!!
The augmented reality can be defined at this 1 degree point..the two planes of life ” the old me” and the new me”…intersects
The new me is an occupant of nostalgic suburbs,tenant of past often sings for last life lookng at what is remnant( i.e older me only )
and the old me is an explorer,full of life, visionary
Old me : ” With stars in my eyes I am looking at horizon eyes
the dream are percussion,my heart plays in my mind..”
New me :” Remnant of my past tell me to hold on
But where am I? Lost everything but still going on”
Old me: “ O’ what a day it is all cheers and hurrays,
now nowhere to stop by
Wait! O’ majestic sea,now its just a moment
that I ride on your waves to new highes..”
New me:” There was time I was apple of everyone eye,
cherished by all..
who am i now? filling the solitudeness of the space
with my crib call..
wish something will turn,wish something will propagate
but its just a wish like a sigh with no fate …”
Old me:” I am the future!!!”
New me:” I am the past of my future,
may be getting senile…
but I do have sometimes the vision of
Albatross flying in sky..
May be its not a reverie,
Its a reminiscence which I am destined to fulfill..
I am not lost,am a warrior
made of water sky and earth..
I am a remnant of past but
my heart do sing of mirth..
These spikes are the ends of rope..
Behold!!Uphold!! as I am HOPE
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