As they sing, I’ve tried to be another being, for the sake of you
The blood on my face screams of hope, a song and a new tomorrow
My destiny, its breaking my heart
And now I have to run
Now that I am dead, in my momentary bliss
My momentary bliss, My momentary bliss, My momentary bliss
I’ll live through hell in my momentary bliss
A time so beautiful
The smell of wet flowers in the air
And now when I fall my angel-oh
You raise me up, live me through another life
In my momentary bliss
My momentary bliss, My momentary bliss, My momentary bliss
The thoughts, they go weird and weirder
Now I wish, for my sanity,
Wish I never met you oh my pretty
Wish I never took you in my arms
Wish I never had your smell in my head
Wish I never felt your nakedness, so close that I couldn’t breathe again
your hair so soft in my face, your eyes so dark on my lips,
your warm breasts in my hands, and the blood of you lips on neck
Wish I never was inside you….. in my Momentary bliss
My momentary bliss, My momentary bliss, My momentary bliss
And now on my flight to paradise,
I look at the ground and its all pain
I look at the sky and its all blue
Like a frozen moment…
oh oh my my momentary bliss
A million years, off my heart,
All I have is a moment now
And I’ll live on till the end of time…
In My momentary bliss…..
My momentary bliss, My momentary bliss, My momentary bliss
My momentary bliss, My momentary bliss, My momentary bliss
Monday, January 19, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Lies and pretention…..
Lying and pretending in this new age has become a kind of an obsession with all the people. And its when we sit down to actually analyze our own actions that we start to find the real thing that’s going around.
It is all around. All around the world. From the teeming metropolises to the war infected poorest of the countries and regions. From the New Yorks to the New Delhis all over the place. We lie when we need to, when we don’t need to and just for the sake of it. Lying and pretending to be many things greater than what we are has come around to become a forbearer to all over actions. Its just as prevalent as breathing and the funny part is we don’t even know why we are lying when we are.
We lie at our colleges, at our jobs, to our parents, in relationships, to our friends, to our neighbors and everybody we meet. You lie to your friend about where you were and you lie about what you were doing. You lie to your girlfriends. You have heard the same lie from him and the both of you know that its a lie and maybe, neither of might give serious a shit at the end of the day and yet we go on.
We sit at restaurants and as we watch a hot girl walk around, we stand in front of our bosses, in front of our peers and friends, peers, lovers and even at times in front of our parents. Pretending to be things that you are not has become so much a part of our lives I doubt if many of really know what we truly and don’t like.
Out of these lies comes the many of the things that we see around us today… many of them bad, but some good as well, I might add. Its kind of prevalent and I think we might have to live with it.
Albert Camus once said that ‘Man is the only animal that refuses to be what he is’ and its disheartening where we have come to and to acknowledge the fact that he is right. I am quite sure that the early man didn’t need shit like this in his head. Maybe its all a part of evolution.
Maybe one day we might grow up to go further and achieve that true acceptance and nirvana and then we might lose the pleasure of deep boiled, lightly tipped out lie that comes out between your teeth…
But I think, we’ll do fine.
It is all around. All around the world. From the teeming metropolises to the war infected poorest of the countries and regions. From the New Yorks to the New Delhis all over the place. We lie when we need to, when we don’t need to and just for the sake of it. Lying and pretending to be many things greater than what we are has come around to become a forbearer to all over actions. Its just as prevalent as breathing and the funny part is we don’t even know why we are lying when we are.
We lie at our colleges, at our jobs, to our parents, in relationships, to our friends, to our neighbors and everybody we meet. You lie to your friend about where you were and you lie about what you were doing. You lie to your girlfriends. You have heard the same lie from him and the both of you know that its a lie and maybe, neither of might give serious a shit at the end of the day and yet we go on.
We sit at restaurants and as we watch a hot girl walk around, we stand in front of our bosses, in front of our peers and friends, peers, lovers and even at times in front of our parents. Pretending to be things that you are not has become so much a part of our lives I doubt if many of really know what we truly and don’t like.
Out of these lies comes the many of the things that we see around us today… many of them bad, but some good as well, I might add. Its kind of prevalent and I think we might have to live with it.
Albert Camus once said that ‘Man is the only animal that refuses to be what he is’ and its disheartening where we have come to and to acknowledge the fact that he is right. I am quite sure that the early man didn’t need shit like this in his head. Maybe its all a part of evolution.
Maybe one day we might grow up to go further and achieve that true acceptance and nirvana and then we might lose the pleasure of deep boiled, lightly tipped out lie that comes out between your teeth…
But I think, we’ll do fine.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Inspiration and the new age sex.
Looking for inspiration at places around and seekin, as any good man should, to further my horizons, I began checking out other blogs… two of them very much worth mentioning….
The first one a blog called Life in LA… written by a girl who lived in LA taking care of her father for a period of time..its a good one where she, very unlike a normal human, without any kind of overtness or exaggerations, talks about her days. I didn’t read it completely, but it was well written from what I read and it is good one.\
The second one is one more closer to home. It written by Meenakshi Reddy Madhavan. Her blog apparently is a bit more known than mine. Just a bit more. Meenakshi is a special girl as she shares the poster space above my bed with the great Garfield. The eternal inspiration to all lazy folk around the world like me. Anyway, my fellow blogger is an admirable and unabashedly open girl. The girl is hot(from what I see), wild, talented, humorous and has the brilliant quality of not taking herself too seriously(from what I read). But just to make it clear, she is in no way anything better than my princess.
Reading through her work yesterday, I went to one of her topics marked “sex and dating” (ok, I went there first, we are all dirty boys, you see) and read through a post that talked about how men are turning out to be new women. What with all the sensitive and sweethearted men walking around. She rummages about how the men now talk about long lasting relationships and how loving and caring and sharing are more important than “sex”. Do I hear gasps, girls and boys… (yeah, this does go as a continuation of the previous blog.)
Well maybe she must have said it in a way that sounded different, but I think, to a point, she is correct. The men are turning more sensitive yes. The reason is I think related to the exposure that we all go through these days. A man who treats a women bad is considered a disgrace, respecting women is part of the manner necessities, I have personally doubted myself to pick a fight with a women and while I don’t give shit about telling a guy to fuck off or to punch him in the face (that is if he isn’t very strong), I would think a million times before taking bad to a girl for the fear that I might say something wrong.
The gunslingers are not completely out, but they have mellowed down, yes. The new age boys grow up watching all sorts of movies and hardcore pornography that they…..um… have found other ways to satisfy their sexual urges. Its different things that men… boys… thesre days want.
I am sure its kind of good with everybody going poetic and all that these days. Spreads a good atmosphere.
The first one a blog called Life in LA… written by a girl who lived in LA taking care of her father for a period of time..its a good one where she, very unlike a normal human, without any kind of overtness or exaggerations, talks about her days. I didn’t read it completely, but it was well written from what I read and it is good one.\
The second one is one more closer to home. It written by Meenakshi Reddy Madhavan. Her blog apparently is a bit more known than mine. Just a bit more. Meenakshi is a special girl as she shares the poster space above my bed with the great Garfield. The eternal inspiration to all lazy folk around the world like me. Anyway, my fellow blogger is an admirable and unabashedly open girl. The girl is hot(from what I see), wild, talented, humorous and has the brilliant quality of not taking herself too seriously(from what I read). But just to make it clear, she is in no way anything better than my princess.
Reading through her work yesterday, I went to one of her topics marked “sex and dating” (ok, I went there first, we are all dirty boys, you see) and read through a post that talked about how men are turning out to be new women. What with all the sensitive and sweethearted men walking around. She rummages about how the men now talk about long lasting relationships and how loving and caring and sharing are more important than “sex”. Do I hear gasps, girls and boys… (yeah, this does go as a continuation of the previous blog.)
Well maybe she must have said it in a way that sounded different, but I think, to a point, she is correct. The men are turning more sensitive yes. The reason is I think related to the exposure that we all go through these days. A man who treats a women bad is considered a disgrace, respecting women is part of the manner necessities, I have personally doubted myself to pick a fight with a women and while I don’t give shit about telling a guy to fuck off or to punch him in the face (that is if he isn’t very strong), I would think a million times before taking bad to a girl for the fear that I might say something wrong.
The gunslingers are not completely out, but they have mellowed down, yes. The new age boys grow up watching all sorts of movies and hardcore pornography that they…..um… have found other ways to satisfy their sexual urges. Its different things that men… boys… thesre days want.
I am sure its kind of good with everybody going poetic and all that these days. Spreads a good atmosphere.
for later
i would return later and go on about my world... my ideas... my people.... my freinds... just ran out of ideas....
i am kinda beginning to like this... i just hope somebody reads....
freak shit that would be.... nobody reading and all...
but hey life is kinda shit anyway...
i am kinda beginning to like this... i just hope somebody reads....
freak shit that would be.... nobody reading and all...
but hey life is kinda shit anyway...
A Chapter in Self Knowledge Concerning All Humans
this is one of those things you write down when divinity suddenly knocks on you... for your health
A Chapter in Self Knowledge Concerning All Humans
You are beautiful, so beautiful that it has not been seen before. You have gone beyond insanity, slowly going o to achieve what can only be called as inner peace and power.
You have to understand that all people are just as good and just as bad as you. But then, more importantly, objectively, all people are good, once you get to know them. They lose their hope and power to forces other men create. Other men who have lost their hope and power to forces that some other men had created. And so it goes on. Sometimes in a circle (Tom hurts Harry because Dick hurt Tom because Harry hurt dick). And sometimes in a line of hatred that may have been created accidentally and so passed on and so grown from generation to generation.
And so we live on. Strangely, stupidly. Great deeds of great men forgotten in instants but wounds kept fresh with better ideas of revenge everyday. Rather than strive for the ultimate freedom of the soul we litter our souls with rules and achievements. Rather than struggle for the ultimate victory, we struggle for victories that make us victorious to those outside us.
Be not a rebel for it is a trend. Be not one for your greatness. Do no things because it is supposed to be done or for some stupid sense of righteousness. (I believe in my heart that this is the right thing to do… that shit). Do because you feel like it, not for some values. Maybe men women and angels will despise you. A moment where even satan does. Care not for darkness is just as beautiful as light. Care not cause you are beautiful.
A Chapter in Self Knowledge Concerning All Humans
You are beautiful, so beautiful that it has not been seen before. You have gone beyond insanity, slowly going o to achieve what can only be called as inner peace and power.
You have to understand that all people are just as good and just as bad as you. But then, more importantly, objectively, all people are good, once you get to know them. They lose their hope and power to forces other men create. Other men who have lost their hope and power to forces that some other men had created. And so it goes on. Sometimes in a circle (Tom hurts Harry because Dick hurt Tom because Harry hurt dick). And sometimes in a line of hatred that may have been created accidentally and so passed on and so grown from generation to generation.
And so we live on. Strangely, stupidly. Great deeds of great men forgotten in instants but wounds kept fresh with better ideas of revenge everyday. Rather than strive for the ultimate freedom of the soul we litter our souls with rules and achievements. Rather than struggle for the ultimate victory, we struggle for victories that make us victorious to those outside us.
Be not a rebel for it is a trend. Be not one for your greatness. Do no things because it is supposed to be done or for some stupid sense of righteousness. (I believe in my heart that this is the right thing to do… that shit). Do because you feel like it, not for some values. Maybe men women and angels will despise you. A moment where even satan does. Care not for darkness is just as beautiful as light. Care not cause you are beautiful.
Monday, January 5, 2009
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