Justify, justify

King John signed the Magna Carta. But like every legal document, the substance of a contract exists beyond what is written on paper. The paper can be shredded into pieces. But its legal principle exists independent of the written words. Is the rule of law an illusion?

According to Carl Schmitt, sovereignty is defined by exceptions. Powers of prerogatives are required in matters where exceptions ‘have to be made’ because of the right to self-preservation.  Exceptions to the rule will inevitably exist. He claims that it is these exceptions that proof the existence of rules.

Justifying contradiction is a form of manipulation. The law is manipulative by nature. Therefore, is the rule of law nothing more than a justification of contradictions that exists in our legal system? If so, what is the point of its existence if exceptions will always be made in society? King John sure signed his name for nothing...

This soil can be your home, a road, or a battlefield.

You can either use a shovel or let your own hands shape your destiny.

Caterpillar

Swoon out of a cocoon,
Let time fly on its wings
So the day was long and now becoming short
& spring, summer have burnt away
While auburn autumn sighs to remain

Remember

The caterpillar,

'though different now, by another name,

Is really but the same.

To you,

We sat under a tree, by your favorite college on campus. The tinge of modernity and touch of Victorian were around us. The grass was green, and the sun was beautiful. Despite how perfect the day was, time spent was too short. & all I could think about was how much I dreaded saying goodbye.

This is to the greatest friendship I have ever had. To every walks in the sub-urban Mississauga neighbourhood and philosophical-driven ponderings. To the person who talked me through and out of my fears.You understand my insecurities more than anybody has. To singing out in the rain, and last minute projects. Late night missions to Second Cup, and unspeakable ventures. I miss them all. You have a heart made of gold, and a mind creative in the most rarest sense.

How wonderful it felt to know that despite the changes that has happened, a lot of things have stayed the same...and even if things change there is no way possible to erase what memories we have had. So maybe life has a way of creating physical distance as barriers between people, to challenge the genuineness of friendships. Whatever it is, I know what we have will prevail if God wills it. 

I am still blessed to have you beside me. Love you, always. 

Leaves

I watched the leaves fell. & off the wind took them away. From the branches that once united them, crisply it rained red and orange. Wishing the world farewell, with such hopeful promises. With what metaphorical sense of dignity left from the cold autumn breeze. They shriveled. Colourful. Yet somber.

Maybe that is why they are called leaves....they never really stay.

How do you conquer a thought, knowing the territory of uncertainty still exists?

the artist

Sunsets have an effect on me.
It makes me feel tiny and fragile
Yet at the same time, a reassuring wave of comfort.
Reminding me, that I am not alone,
Reminding me that I am loved, somehow

Somewhere on the other side of this world, the sun is just peaking
by the window of this library, it is breathtakingly sinking,
the sky is orange, purple and blue
A work of art, painted by a compassionate Artist,

Every sunset is different to me,
each one observed is a given privilege-

As if a sign of blessing, or another chance.