BLACK AND WHITE
We were angry, we were Young. We were loaded.
We wanted to shout BUT we were often fined by the warden.
We wanted to spread BUT we were banned by the seniors.
We never could be what we could be…
The Pen was silent but NOT the thoughts.
The Actions were Suppressed but NOT the Minds.
The I in Me was armed, not with ammunitions but with a mission.
CUT
MantraMag is a hoi-polloi of infinite commoners lost everyday either in a Moving bus, watching a Movie, attending an abstruse lecture, chasing that girl OR venting at the System.
We die everyday, in our Minds.
We are Born every Morning, in our Hearts.
Let us survive the Day, Let your inner meet the Outer.
MagMantra embraces you.
Are You MagMantra?
We were angry, we were Young. We were loaded.
We wanted to shout BUT we were often fined by the warden.
We wanted to spread BUT we were banned by the seniors.
We never could be what we could be…
The Pen was silent but NOT the thoughts.
The Actions were Suppressed but NOT the Minds.
The I in Me was armed, not with ammunitions but with a mission.
CUT
MantraMag is a hoi-polloi of infinite commoners lost everyday either in a Moving bus, watching a Movie, attending an abstruse lecture, chasing that girl OR venting at the System.
We die everyday, in our Minds.
We are Born every Morning, in our Hearts.
Let us survive the Day, Let your inner meet the Outer.
MagMantra embraces you.
Are You MagMantra?
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