well, not really updating,

been looking at my previous posts,

reminiscing how I've meta morphed,

how change has crept up into my entire being,

and disallowing any semblance of riot.

Talked To X today,

then came this sudden thought,

of the meaninglessness of our insignificant activity,

and started contemplating,

even evaluating the future of who I am.

The Photos, The Flashbacks.

Stop.

Memories Gushed,

as The World Rushes,

And all else fade away.

It's Time to say,

Goodbye

My Favourite Posts :

Do Absolutes Ever Exist In Our Paradigm?
Is Never Ever Never.

We Never Will Find Out,
Like How Irony Seeps Into The Subject Matter.

We're Poised To Have Rationales, An Ability To Decipher Within The Confines Of Our Understanding.
How Sure Are We.
Insecurity.

The World Is A Science.
We Base Our Confidences On Experiements,
The Results They Throw Out.
We Assume That The Same Proficiencies Will Be Derieved.
These Assumptions,
Cunning Enough To Destroy Us.
Abnormalities Break Us Down.
We Cry.

In Retrospect,
The More Identical Occurances,
The More We Trust.


We Trust.
But How Much Do We Really Know?
When Contradiction Strikes,
Chaos Reigns.
Proven Time And Again.
Or Not?

We Fall.
And Not Know Why.







The World Is Never Logical.
Valid?

"Poetically Pathetic" Voiced The Conscience,
The Prized Possession?
A Negative Idealism
The Value, The Worth?
The Non-existant Just,
The Quality Lacks

Sunken Eyes.
Grey Fores.
Cringes Of Worry.
The Blatant Ambiguity.

I Just Hold On.

I Press On,
Taking Hold Onto A Little Sense Of Optimism I Find Everyday,
And A Little More That I Hope For The Tomorrow.

I Don't Know What Transacts Between Platonic Relationships.
Perhaps Superficiality.
Perhaps.


It's Only Two Into The Twelve And I'm Hit.
The Person Of Jay Gats,
Will I?



I Beg Of You, Please,
Read My Mind

Awakened, Alas.
Entry, Proof In Hand.


Today.
Six Fourty Five.
- Elaine, Patricia, Hannah,
Called Upon One Of 'm Twisters,
Bounded With The Starch Sun,
Downed 'm, Fizz, Too.

Then.
Arose From The Wallpaper.
Familarity.
She Spoke,
Of Great Caution,
Of (Mis)fortune.


Unknown Deliberated.

The Soul Realised.
Its Gravity, Her.

With A Swift,
Vanished Into The Multitudes.

Then Saw.
Ignorance Blissed.
As She Walked Back-faced.
Never Fate Play Coincidence Again.
Whispered I.
(Probably Her, Too)

Poised, Naysayer,
Only To Conclude Them Naysayers None Nay.


Sink The Pink,
Cool The Blue.


Threesome, Insanity Played.
Incongruity Ruled.
Enigmas Reigned - Acceptance, Out Of The Norm?
Atmosphere Spoke Not Of Hostility,
But Neither Familarity.
Light,
Unguarded, All Fell.
Swayed Into Persuasion.

Of The Few,
Believed, Even Fewer.
Confusion Mocked,
Jeered,
Gestured.
To Those Unread.

Beyond,
A Fantastical Nonsense Appeared,
Inviting,
Welcoming.


Ok, Back To Sanity.

A Few Lines From The Play,
Well Interpreted, I Critic,


"My Wife Is On A See-Food Diet,
On Occation She Sees Food, She Eats Food"

Elaine Commented As A 'David-Kind-Of Joke'
Hilarious, I Applaud.

I Left The Theatre Adrenaline-Pumped Amused.
Entertaining, I Justify,
Tasteful.
Inexperience Threatened To Crack Threshold.
Young.
But Durality Sustained.

Nothing But,


Proof.

Please.

Do Not Ever.


If You Would,
Would Like To So Kindly Ask For Directions,

Ask With A Sense Of Mannerism/Womannerism -Whatever.
The Trouble With Our World,
Is The Pivitol Tendencies Toward The Lack Of Decorum.
So Please Do Not.

And Never.
Wring All Your Frustration On.
Do Not.
Blatently Dart Arrows Of Malicious Initiation.
Nor.
Pierce With Cursed Stares,
Only Deserving For One With A Thousand Wrongs.

Not EVER.
Toss All Skeptism and Cynicism On.
When All Intents Were Destined Honest.

The Non-existant Mention Of Appreciation
Merely Mirrored Your Incapability Of A Human Mechanism,
To Monstrous Proportions.




I Do Not Owe You A Living.
Nor A Map For The Matter.

So Please,
Don't.



Behave - Be Like You Have, Etiquette.

The Argument.


Can Rationality Exist With Emotions In Congruence?

They,
Push Around,
Throwing Off Their Weight,
Of Dominance,
Off,
Their Threshold Tolerance,
Off.

Provokes, Evokes.

How Often Do We (generalized)
Think With All Reasoning,
In An Emotionally Trying Circumstance.

Irony Pricks,
They Say,
"Nay, No Way,
Rationally Holds,
In The Omniscience Of Emotions"

Is It Not So?
Induces Us Desolate,
Hypnotizes In Contortion.
E.

Convicts Us A Guilt,
A Sensibility,
A Responsibility.

A Dissection,
Bayonets The Human,
From Beings.
Alike,
Yet Not Quite.

Is It Not So?
Pesters To Think?
Is It Not So?
The Think, Reasoned?
E.

Then So,
Fundamental Acceptance,
Occur Must.

It Is,
The Cause,
The Two Four Letter Stronghold.
Interestingly Shared,
E.


Yet Differences Prominent More,
Torture Variations Far Apart.
Purpose Unfulfilled Or Ultimate Destiny Steer?



Maybe,
Then Maybe,
Figures And Shadows.

Both Exist In Reliance Relation.
Exquisitely,
In The Gratification Of The Spectrum,
Its Toil.




The Sway,
No Petal Of Emotions Dance Without The Loitering,
Hot And Cold,
Insecure Air.


Emotions Are Logical,
Definition?
Or An Issue Of Inevitability?

LOV/HAT

Emotions erratic, I'm not reliable/stable/consistent.
How it feels to be human.


Somebody turn the lights on,
Somebody tell me what's wrong,
I'll be lying if I told you,
Losing you was sth I could handle.

You don't know the feeling.
To lose sth you don't even have.
To be love-deprived,
To self motivate a symbol,
unresponding,
incapable,
love-lost.

Goodbye world.

Only You will know the answer,

If I am, tell me,

Cause I hardly feel so.

You and me, we used to be..

What do you do when you feel like giving up?

Human complexity is hard to simplify,

Humans are simply, complex

Hi Sharlene,

Doubt you'd see this,

but even though it's only 2 days since I last saw you,

I miss you.

It's a weird feeling.

I've gotta feeling,

that tonight's gonna be..