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Re-invented self re-exploring the world in the re-written views.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Being Nice

Why Should I Be Nice? - Brit Lab: http://youtu.be/AjpvFygUuc4

Sunday, January 25, 2015


"The control of our art is very often to prevent us from being too beautiful, independently sustained by beauty from uncontrollable sources - beautiful for ourselves, beautiful for others."

Why tyrants are afraid of art and beauty http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-30939668

Thursday, January 22, 2015


"It would be poetic – albeit deeply frustrating – were it ultimately to prove that the one thing the human mind is incapable of comprehending is itself. An answer must be out there somewhere. And finding it matters..."

Why can’t the world’s greatest minds solve the mystery of consciousness? http://www.theguardian.com/science/2015/jan/21/-sp-why-cant-worlds-greatest-minds-solve-mystery-consciousness

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

This Bridge; To Cross Or Not To Cross

I'm not the stablest rock around
High and low not on my whimsical round
One moment a cheery cardigan
Another a choosy curtain
Distraction a constant bane and boon
Rapid thought a constant bane and boon

Curses lost, blessings forgotten

Relationship a strain
On my worry
And your pity

Heart's heart's creation
Passion's a blazing glory
Burned out a touch too quickly

Love is not the question
My mind's the motion

Love isn't what I fear
But future plays by ear
And past's a foolish queer

One fine day eyes would open
Feeling's an omission
Ardour might disappear on one light of day
This self becomes lost a long way away

The dread would consume me
Is this the end of we?

Unfairness is you escorting a broken soul
With sanity knowing holding tight is being hopeful

Because Love,
Would I subject love to such sorrow?
Because Love,
How profound could pain grow?

How would this nothingness manifest?

How would the abyss of nothingness after the grandeur of amorousness manifest?

Lost in loving,

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Contemplating Fault

Everything screams WRONG
Everything imprints WRONG

Shiver and shake stay within
Scare and start keep creepin'

Pushing back the time a futile attempt
Taking off the body brings contempt

A step closer a step of start
A day closer a day of doubt

You know it's going to be fine
And you'll be liking it!

We adjust
It's what we do.

Irrationality sounds rational
Fear feels normal

These moments a pageant of vulnerability
Defeating a mere quality

Still sins envelope
Still virtues lose hope

Agony imbues action
Uncertainty infiltrates cessation

At this juncture,
Do we say prayer?

We adjust; It's what we do.