The Seer

The apprentice begged the seer. “Please let something in this world make sense.” The seer smirked. He had heard this before from millions of people like the young boy in front of him. All of them had one thing in common- they all wanted to make sense out of their twisted consciousness. “My child, NOTHING makes sense and that fact makes a lot of sense.” The boy’s face fell. Screw the world, he thought, I am going into the matrix or better still- into the rabbit hole. At least in the latter, things don’t actually make sense and the inhabitants don’t pretend they do.

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Author: radhikamukherji

I am a simple girl with my finger in a lot of pies. A student of literature, I am also a guitarist and vocalist. I love travelling and my dream is to backpack across the world. Connecting with people from all walks of life is my primary hobby; others include painting (expressionism), adventure sports, dancing, writing and procrastinating. I wish to share the way I see the world with you folks. Hope you get something out of it. Cheers :)

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