WTF

How do you suppose I can keep a straight face when I am infact queer?
Jovial when I am infact dull?
Gregarious when infact I am a mixture?
Really care about your problems when I am not at all concerned?
Look confident if I am feeling down?
Smile when I actually feel like bashing your face in?
Explain when I could not care less?
Fuck yourself dear.
I don't give a damn.
This is not what I want.
This is not who I want.
This is not how I want.
I want what i want -and I am sure you know what it is.
So dude, just go and find another hobby.

Eternal Darkness of the Spotted Mind

Behold the rainbow next to the moon.
Its a dark night that I see through the hole in my wall.
I am sitting on rocks that are surprisingly hard.
Was relishing the mud on my head when the horrendous sight took me away.
The rainbow was made of 4096 colours.
I counted them all and took a deep sigh of relief.
They were all present.
None of them gobbled up.

I rest my head on the pile of worms.
One wanted to enter my mouth.
It looked innocent so I let it in.
Behold the night I said to Tir.
Behold the night in all its bright glory.
See how the ghosts awake and the living go to sleep.
I saw a bat latched on to a pipe running through the height of the building opposite me.
It sucked the very water out
Till it blew up like a balloon and finally popped.

The water fell on the parasitic plants below.
One of them at my feet.
That one is actually a friend of mine.
I dont know how, but one day we just clicked.

The 7 legged saber tooth tiger galloped across the field of locusts and ate the water from within the plants.

I jumped from my window or rather, the hole in my wall onto the beast's back.

I rode with him into the sunrise.
I fell away.
I fell onto soft sand
And I broke some bones because the sand was too nice to me.
I started walking on my hands and the blood rushed to my face.
My hair became red and my feet became pale.

The painter approached me with his palette and showered me with bursts of colour.
Behold the freak - behold what this animal looks like.

I snapped at him and broke his toe.
It was juicy because it flowed with freedom.
I felt nourished again.
I felt the energy rushing back into me - I jumped to the moon and danced.
I danced till the moon was flat.

The moon was flat - The night was dark - The water was pale.
I sat alone.
Like the phoenix - dull and bright

I sat alone.
With my back to the wall.
Looking through the hole in my wall.
Looking at the same bat.
But the night was different.
The night was loud.
It cheered for me.

For you

The world will never understand what you stand for dear.
It will never be clear - why you do what you do.
It is impossible that people understand why you gaze at others.
It is impossible that people understand why you walk the way you do.
Why you stand the way you do.
Why you tire so easily.
Why you want to sleep so easily.
Why you never get sleep easily.
Why you never want to wake up.
Why you wake up so easily.
Why you sleep every moment.

You wander far away.
You get horrific dreams.
You don't realize the meaning of life.
You are a human zombie.
Your eyes are shutting.
Your nose is blocked.
You can't breathe, can you?
You don't want to breathe, do you?

It is all a farce my love.
There is nothing out there sweetheart.
I don't understand why you cry everyday.
Do you cry so that you find a meaning for your life?
There is no meaning sweety.
It is just you and I.
Nothing unless we try.

Solace is just two-fifths of a James Bond Movie.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHMMMMMMM

Do you want to cry right now darling?
Do you just want to cry?

Did the ant bite you hard?

Did you fall into the ice?

Did the navy paint you blue?

Did the bull scare the red out of you?

Did the flags scare the white out of you?

Did the pitch scare the black out of you?

Scared of the mustard so people callin' you yellow???

Sweety - you are just to scared.


Look at the detergents out in the market.
They want to erase all.
They want to erase all!!!
Why do you not get it darling?

Why do you not understand darling?

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Right back where we started frommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
This is who you are.

Let's not BLOW things out of proportion.

The Marshes

It's been cloudy off late dear.
And I have my shades on too.
No wonder I can't see well.
I feel in control at times . . . at times
The way of the future . . .
The way of the future . .
The way of the future .
Been sane off late.
Because I decided to be a part of them.
And let me just say that it is OK.
And it will be OK.
But as already said, OK is just not good enough.
It is cloudy.
And a bit mucky.
But there is always a way out.
Have been feeling strangely normal off late and I don't like it my friend.
I don't like the concept.
I don't like the concept . .
I don't like the concept . . .

Off come my shades
And out comes my elven rope.
The rope is knotted on a nearby tree.
There I pull myself out.
Away from the muck.
The muck comes off.
The light blinds my face.
I wipe my teary eyes with my dirty hands.
And I can see clearly now.
I can see into the distance.
I can see into the distance.
I can seeeee intooo the distance.
I can see into the distance.

I fall flat on my back.
And there I lie till I can catch my breath.
And there I lie.

Blood

I felt the blood pouring out from my eyes
It was criminal and exhilarating.
It was sorrow and pain.
But it was tolerable because I understood the emotions behind my outpour.
Every day was a struggle; every day is a struggle.
The mold is broken each day and the mold is remade.

May be there is a light out there and a hand to hold when I am feeling down.
I do not think that the light and the hand are within reach for a very long time.
But the struggle continues.

I saw the blood at my feet.
I saw the maroon.
I saw the black.
I saw my face.
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