amour amour

Thursday, March 23, 2006

- 10:25 pm

take me nihilist,
and head for the barricade

sweeps over like a great wave smashed to pieces on itself by the beach and then crawls up slowly on the sand like a hand moving, groping slowly up and up and then as if deciding to quit its already halfhearted attempt, retracts the tendrils of water that have over zealously spread forward and return to wholeness back in its vast expanse of unending emotion. youd love to have complete control over emotion; maybe of over riding facades;
yet basal control will always evade you

and you get torn to pieces by the suppressed waves

sweet sin; kiss me

no really, its actually just cool, but the way time seems to stagnate around me makes everything seem to go much slower and the chill is magnified to such a point as to translate itself to cold to my frazzled nerves, which on second thought, arent frazzled after all. in my foolish blind pride ill deny the fact that my nerves are ever frazzled (indeed they are not), pride which brings so many people to ruin and damnation.

what is pride anyway but a human creation, the likelihood of it being imbued by god as that of him writing the bible (which is actually about as holy as the yellow pages) but what the heck, god or no god; ill take my chances where i may, and throw my risks into the fray.

now what else have you to say?

rays of sunlight ignite my senses
I awake, suddenly, to
the chirping of the nearby birds
and the tune of harpsichords.
Standing upright, I cast my eyes on the distant horizon.
Amazed at the simplicity of the surroundings,
Peaceful, yet gravely aware of danger if not approached with caution.
and so, it begins.

The traffic begins to thicken as I make my journey
And the constant noises of angry individuals,
screaming to their hearts content,
Added to the noxious quality of the air.
beyond this, I view the vastness of the location
and the crowd of civilians rushing to
Their respective locations within predetermined time frames.

Beyond them I see a certain being, not very muscular,
nor lanky yet still very powerful
and then realisation dawns
he does not exist
Now, I begin to respect the chaos
that was associated with the past world.

My journey leads me closer to the moderator
I stand in awe of the grandeur of the day and environment
A false lie to everything that ever was
With the sun shining persistently
creating an aura of heat and irritation
i wait for the rain
when one only feels
the utmost joy and fulfilment in his soul
nirvana, detachment; impossible capability

I continue, aimlessly towards the bright light
at the end of the dark tunnel of civilians
Now, the nerves in my body begin to take over my mind,
as I observe the peaceful and calm nature of each individual face
calmness in solitude and serenity which never existed

now, I begin to understand the situation
as i hallucinate,
dark tendrils reaching for my soul
pleading
for it to collapse on itself

amour

fin

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(january 2004)