Subjectivity

There are two groups of people. They are the only people who exist on this planet. One group is outside in the open, sitting in a park ground. Another group is sitting in a completely darkened room, watching a day long horror movie. They meet after one day to talk about what happened in the last 24 hours.

First Group in the Park: We were having a good time at the park until it started raining and we had to huddle under a tree for shelter.

Second Group: Rain? There is no evidence of rain. The ground is dry. The sky is clear.

First Group: It did rain. And after that there was a rainbow.

Second Group: We disagree. We did not observe the rain. There was neither rain nor was there a rainbow.

Question: Is existence only possible by the act of observation?

Forbidden Friendship

For some reason this music seems to pacify-soothe-placate-control my anger

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pM0sOrwocCI&feature=related

What is going on?

Each time I start to write something, I feel like I am missing an essential ingredient. I am unable to understand what it is. I am not going to attempt to post something when I don't feel right about it. Let me wait for some more time and figure out what exactly is missing. Until then, this space will be without a post. This is really sad. I have so much time but no will to write.