I realize now
gods are made of
when I saw a dog
disappear only to be seen
few paces ahead.
God is not the reverse
of dog or man
but the connect of the individual
which perveades through all living
and non living things.
Dog or god all need to be
dealt with kindly.
Yet now I need to keep him away
for the little devil
I have turned out to be.
Neither man nor god can have it all.
One takes chances
or makes choices
to live through each day
after a level of maturity
after realizing we are
part gods of this
Am I a Bi
in a sensual dream
a puzzle for one and all
as too many vistas
open in dreams.
I want the reality called death
and happy me
and happy all others till that eventuality
what prevents me is the self image
thrust in me.
Someone please love me enough
to kill me slowly or quickly
for redemption lies in next life
but I don’t believe in rebirths
there are people who die
with unfulfilled wishes
and a few die without a wish
so who am I
and how shall I end
more aptly for what shall I end
people are medium of so called gods
so some God please
Dreams do have wings but the problem is how to safely land it.
why so much? …
because the need of the cosmos is to sustain itself over the individual, where cosmos overpowers.
but not for the need of the individual to sustain himself, where the individual overpowers the cosmos.
Forget the babble. Changing times have put the institution of marriage at risk. The times of a live in relation is giving itself to casual relations without marriage. Yet everyone is expected to have a partner whether married or not.
Those single are questioned even now and there is a stigma attached to this. Hope in future this too will stop.
Life is like a notebook, you can’t throw the notebook away, but you have to tear a few pages whether they be ugly or the most beautiful, for the sake of the notebook.
Reality dawns very lately on people but by that time it would have been late or they would have found peace.
Unlike others who splurge extra on dress and makeup or the men on their cars or bicycles, I crave differently.
I wear the same clothes for may be a year. Cigarettes are compulsory for me. Yet as an occasional shopaholic I bought too many books, a guitar, paint accessories, a midi keyboard and a DSLR camera. The last one is what I am pining my hopes on.
To read all books bought and to master these skills will take a long time. Yet it doesn’t matter. Earning money in some way and learning these things will give me soul satisfaction.
I hope to earn money in the tinsel town of tamilnadu Chennai.
Is being a shoppaholic bad?
Slowest person in thought, judgement and activity shall be the person responsible for the quickest change in the world in the cosmic sense.
Gold has value only when you already know the way to the pawn shop.
My mom is greater than J.K Rowling for, Rowling only produced fiction while my mom produced the truth, the true hero of the book, me.