The Depths of Consciousness

Life and the circle—here lies the geometry of living! There are triangles too, but I won't venture there; that's not life's geometry!

I was wondering why life's cycle is always circular in form. The matter eluded my understanding. Such things aren't really meant to be pondered; they're constants. In life's circle too, I see many divisions—some people exist on the circumference, some in the ellipse, some remain outside the circle all their lives!

No, I'm not showing bias. Those outside our circle are somewhere at the center of someone else's. Everyone's story runs much the same.
Then there are people who, while outside the circle, remain connected at particular points. 

Some dwell within the circle's circumference, yet their movement stays at some distance from the center…
Some approach the center, but that final distance—no matter how they desire it—they can never quite traverse.

Those who feel distance even from very close—they are the most helpless in the world! It may be due to the density of relationship with the person. The balance holds, yes, but an opaque density always perceives a boundary; I won't call it 'depth' here, that's something else!

Then there are certain people…and by 'certain' I mean so few in number, never crossing into double digits, perhaps—these people pass through each phase and arrive at the very center. This journey is long, it carries time, the partnership of moments, so many words. What exhausting weariness in traversing the path, yet there is comfort and waiting too, there is sharing…and so much more!

Sometimes, even those dwelling at the center drift away from it after a time.
The curious thing is, one who's at the center needs very little reason to be displaced from it!

Beyond the double digits now, into the single numbers—this dwelling lasts a lifetime!
Most of the time, wrong people circle around the circle.

People are not pure—nor is it possible; yet if people wish, they can be transparent beings.

People are complex, time is complex—and the kinship between these two is remarkable.

Both people and time change rapidly! Only the difference lies in this: people are restless, prone to feeling; time is still, hard, devoid of feeling…how strange!

Sometimes I think: if only people could become 'time'…

All people are defeated—some by themselves, some by a particular person, some by time, some by circumstance, some by those born of them, some by many, and by fate itself.

Whether life lies in the depths of understanding or understanding in the depths of life.
Yet still, so many unspoken utterances remain!