before i begin i should put the disclaimer that the things that am about to write will absolutely not make any sense whatsoever i have never really cared about that. my friends definitely agree that i have an enormous capacity to talk crap and personally i take pride in that. i call it an art. in fact the people who really know me have learnt the art to tune me out but it is the unsuspecting souls are the ones who interest me. this afternoon i was thinking yes that is a big deal to me. i mean there are a million things going in every one's head but do we really patiently pay attention to them. its the day to day mundane stuff that occupies your mind. the secret recipe of being the enlightened ones is listening to these tiny flicker of thoughts and processing them. being always a part of the dark side of life finally today i was forced to think as i had else to engage myself. the result was this brilliant philosophy by the way only i recognise the brilliance of the theory others labelled it as garbage. so not deviating and plunging into my theory i feel that the purpose of everyone life is hedonism that it the only tangible religion, the only faith, the only achievable goal. the path to this achievable goal is narcissism. if you are incapable of loving yourself you wont be able to love anyone else. admit it or not self love gives me you immense pleasure. if i dont know my worth then it is virtually to impossible to understand and respect others. if am not able to love myself then i wont have the confidence to get anyone's love. narcissism is beautiful, i fall in love with myself over and over again and it is one romance that is permanent and loyal. i could on in this tone with this ridiculous train of thoughts. it is one those rare moments where i take myself too seriously and decide to publish a post.