
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
23 1/2
At the mercy of a whimsical tilt
are the phenomena, the seasons,
the patterns & the migrations.
are the phenomena, the seasons,
the patterns & the migrations.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Spiral (click image to enlarge)
Friday, October 16, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Most often, reality is about what the stated truth is not. (click image to enlarge)

(The background is an excerpt from an editorial review of Clyde Prestowitz's book 'Rogue nation' @ Amazon.com;
Concept inspired from Alter Ego's comment on the post 'Gray' that reads, '...imagine being identified and named about the the only thing you lack...'
Alter Ego might get back & say, 'Well, I don't see a connection.'
Don't worry. Even i am trying really hard to.)
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Thursday, October 08, 2009
Monday, October 05, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Thursday, September 03, 2009
The trials & tribulations of life render more consolation than the uncertainty of afterlife.
What comfort of the Unknown
Have you ever dreamt of,
That you so deeply despise the Known
- to contemplate the noose of eternity?
(Well I remember Micky Doyle
he shuffled off this mortal coil
with no message for "that special girl"
just thank you and goodbye cruel world
then for the sake of Auld Lang Syne
he put his head on the railway line
looked up at the morning sun
and waited for the train to come...
...Everytime a churchbell rings
Another angel gets its wings.
- Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine in their song "Everytime a Churchbell Rings")
Have you ever dreamt of,
That you so deeply despise the Known
- to contemplate the noose of eternity?
(Well I remember Micky Doyle
he shuffled off this mortal coil
with no message for "that special girl"
just thank you and goodbye cruel world
then for the sake of Auld Lang Syne
he put his head on the railway line
looked up at the morning sun
and waited for the train to come...
...Everytime a churchbell rings
Another angel gets its wings.
- Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine in their song "Everytime a Churchbell Rings")
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
A Fine Balance (click image to enlarge)
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
the instrument
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
CRAVINGS
My feet
are tingling to walk on the sands
that leave no footprints.
(inspired by Albert Camus' afterword to his book - the outsider)
are tingling to walk on the sands
that leave no footprints.
(inspired by Albert Camus' afterword to his book - the outsider)
mea culpa
there is a crack in the soul's mirror
-the past,
& all the while i thought it was just a smudge.
-the past,
& all the while i thought it was just a smudge.
Blurred Visions
Embittered and weary,
i'm on the look out for a tower
from which my voice can be heard.
i'm on the look out for a tower
from which my voice can be heard.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Identity
You are
What you were
& nobody cares what you will be.
(the emphasis is a trap; introspection is the way out, & then some adventure.)
What you were
& nobody cares what you will be.
(the emphasis is a trap; introspection is the way out, & then some adventure.)
Monday, August 17, 2009
The season
Drawn
to the gravity of the speeding headlights
the wings, for one last time,
perform the ritual
-the dance of death.
to the gravity of the speeding headlights
the wings, for one last time,
perform the ritual
-the dance of death.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Lamentation
Through the seasons & a thousand different colors - we travelled,
and all i have got for you my friend
is a handful of dust & some teardrops.
and all i have got for you my friend
is a handful of dust & some teardrops.
Consequence
Without posterity there are no grand designs. (David Brooks)
It's for the future
that the present ticks
but to be trapped in the lure of the present is to perish in the same tense.
that the present ticks
but to be trapped in the lure of the present is to perish in the same tense.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Bibliophilic reflections
Its a well-laid misconception which states that people can find answers to their questions in books. Books just give random answers and the rest is introspection.
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Sunday, August 02, 2009
Pebbles on a riverbed (or just rhetoric)
Evil is where good isn't, satan reigns where God fails - the vacuum merely denotes a lack of faith and to challenge His omnipresence is to brazenly entertain a paradox by submitting to blasphemous qualms (reference: "If God be for us, who can be against us." - Romans 8:31). On the other hand it is also true that the evolution of humanity (& mankind) has constantly been guided by the fear of God. Various religions through the formative ages have taught that the goal of self-actualization can be achieved by faith that is further branched out into their respective means like the path of chastity, the path of discipline, the path of redemption, the path of spirituality - to name a few.
And the only way out of human suffering is to place total conviction in secularism that subliminally teaches resilience through the path of unconditional love.
And the only way out of human suffering is to place total conviction in secularism that subliminally teaches resilience through the path of unconditional love.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
The wisdom of the capricorn
It's with the head that we reason,
it's with the heart that we desire;
to choose 'what overrides when'
- is to lock horns with destiny.
it's with the heart that we desire;
to choose 'what overrides when'
- is to lock horns with destiny.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Final chronicle
I lost you
between yesterday & today,
between now & eternity.
I drag
the soulless frame with a nonchalance
dictated by those little moments
- when I lost perspective
of will & destiny,
of passion & reality.
between yesterday & today,
between now & eternity.
I drag
the soulless frame with a nonchalance
dictated by those little moments
- when I lost perspective
of will & destiny,
of passion & reality.
I become a slave
to hope & memories
to time & its certainties.
to hope & memories
to time & its certainties.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Autumn dreams
Friday, January 23, 2009
Regret
- For all the things I wanted to say but could never say,
For all the things I wanted to do but could never do,
For all the things that came and passed by, but once;
And for each compromise there was regret
And for each regret there were some frozen moments.
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