物の哀れ

On a day so dark
So cold and gusty

A storm made its mark
So violent, like a banshee

Wave upon wave
Of crushing sadness

Of hollowing loneliness
Having a devilish rave

A soul seeking to comprehend
A heart wishing to transcend

Both calling Death as a friend 
Begging for a swift end


Shangri-La

If only we gave love a chance 
And let it bloom for once 

Into joy for all humanity 
Into smiles for us and thee 

 If only we gave peace a real go 
And clearly told the warmongers "No!" 

 "Leave your bombs and guns 
Choose serenity and hold our hands" 

Maybe, just maybe then 
We could be one brethren 

No more puppet-masters
 No more political leaders 

Pulling the strings 
 From their thrones, like kings 

No more violated women 
No more dead children 

No more distorted beliefs 
No more vengeful grief 

Only the olive branch and the dove 
Carrying the message of one love 

Maybe, just maybe then 
Lennon would finally be zen

Vainglory

War is becoming more and more present in our world. Unfortunately so, but not unpredictably. Reverse engineering this state of the world we currently inhabit, it is quite simple: We cannot even agree where the fuck we come from. Abundance of theories, scientific and theological, but nothing set in stone. Nobody ever figured out that fundamental answer. Maybe Douglas Adams did, in an abstract integral way.

Point is: conflict is humanity's curse. There is no divergence. While the alpha part in us seeks to be unique and our genetics might indeed differ, our generic wiring is the same, and the conclusion in our stories is the same. The overall picture is the same. Death is what awaits ultimately. 

Your beliefs, however much of an outlier you may (want to) be, are still fucking mainstream. Deal with it. The Universe has a set variance as does the mind. Nature fucks anything that goes out of line. Then again, whatever is not getting fucked by nature, being fucked by your neighbour - in the sense that, if you don't follow through on an idea, a thought, and convert it to something tangible, it will eventually get done by someone else out there. Then, the bitch called regret will plague you.

So, try getting fucked by nature rather than your neighbour. Stop avoiding taking risks in your life to safely make it to your deaths.
And while doing so, be, do and think good as far as possible; maybe nature will use lube then...

Delirium


All the smiles received
From bonds weaved

All the hugs given
From conversations begun

All the laughs shared
From jokes absurd

All the feelings woken
From those Chosen

All the hearts touched
From gestures uncrutched

All the souls patched
From friends matched

All the above proved
Felt by one man moved


Veneer

Aimlessly erring
A life without bearing

Knifing, wolfing, gulping
Instead of living
Moments
Blinded by societal currents

Content of not knowing
Not wondering
If you're a human, doing
rather than a human, being?

Not realising you are fusing
With the mask you're wearing

And so the mask you will become
Just another lost in the maelstrom

Putrefied

Love is dead
So are our hearts

Bayoneted
And broken parts

A masquerade
For momentary sparkle

Of paid trade
For needs carnal

That bond eternal
So decayed

By a society infernal
Made into the grandest charade

Typhlotic

Reflecting on the past year, mainstream media has been at the centre of quite a lot of controversies and rightly so, with all the biased, manipulative information being put out there by them. A few of those can be found here.

And in this age of laziness and devil-may-care attitude, you do not know, you do not see past a screen or investigate the veracity of the information you are being force-fed. Not to add to all that the media is hiding or trying to hide from you. The veils of #trending stories on media, be it classic or social, hide a sinister picture, one that you common man, do not want to see.

Why? Because unconsciously you know what it is, but you cannot face it (selfishness, weakness, etc) so you turn away. The simple solution. 2014 was a year where some truths (too late to enumerate) came to light. Be it locally or internationally, there were some ripples in the multiple Establishments around. With net neutrality being endorsed by several Establishments, the need for transparency is on the rise. Laws are being passed for secrecy (recent example: UK law for the royal family following #OpDeathEaters) for only processed and filtered information to make it to you. Understand this, the source of all misunderstandings on your flawed point of views on matters being shoved down your throat is due to information manipulation. If it is too complicated, turn away. We are living in a world where nothing matters but only one and one's immediate surroundings. If it does not affect you directly, who gives a fuck?

As early as today, lack of mainstream media coverage of the #ChapelHillShooting, was met with outrage on social media and then became a trending story, CNN having an interesting approach to it. As for my facebook newsfeed? The same people rightfully condemning and jumping to change their profile pictures after the abhorrent attack on Charlie Hebdo's office in Paris, were silent. The issue, as selfless as it sounds, is that everyone is too busy living their own pathetic lives, and to be honest, the "I've got enough problems o' my own." excuse comes in as well.

In the grand scheme of things, only together one can make a real difference. And that is by caring. By having a heart in this ruthless data-driven age of screens and displays and fake news. Dare a bit more. Open your mind, and heart. Be smart. Be fair. Be a better you. But still: Fuck mainstream media.

Entr'acte

I have written her words of gold
From a broken heart of old

Made of phrases to reflect the dither
Of letters gathered and strung together

Through conversations in the twilight
And laughs on a wintery night

One seeking another in flight
But not yet, not quite

Hers yet to trust in mine
And mine waiting for a sign

So until then
I'll stem the flow of this pen