Hello? Hi? Ehhhugh, hum?Y'all? D'ye exist?I exist?Anyone? Anyone at all? But, no. Nobody did exist.But somebody must have.Existed, that is.Otherwise this wouldn't exist. But what is existence without purpose? Is that just, sorta, being? Like a thing. Y'k...
Not knowing you was the best decision I should have made But my universe and destiny both conspired so that our paths would someday meet. The pull you have for me is so strong. So strong that resisting from it seems so wrong. I have always been entran...
When you go through something painful, do you find yourself wishing it would go away? Do you pray at night wishing someone could either take the hurt or take you? What if there exists a contraption that has the ability to wipe all bad memories. Conven...
Life is a Miracle. A droplet of white Fertilized a red substance, The result is him!! He found everything All that we see around!! The good and The evil!! The best and The worst!! He belived himself He is the creator!! Then comes Loka Maya She said it...
I woke this morning Wondering what this day will bring When suddenly my phone It began to ring. A text was sent Upon my screen in morning's glare A strange text message “HELLO.... R U THERE” R U THERE! R U THERE? What a strange question How unfair. I quic...
It was the last day of existence. He was the last alive. There was a a gust of wind and he was pulled by the collar of his shirt into oblivion to ramble among the masses. Those known as earthlings.
Guess what. In the larger scheme you’re not very important. You’re like a little dust mite that occasionally elicits a big sneeze, but ultimately winds up squished in a HEPA filter or on its back in a vacuum cleaner bag with its little legs flailing in th...
I often wonder why I exist.A divine plan or simply chance?I have no faith to tell me.The answer eludes me.I may never know.But I’m at peace.I have love.I feel.You.
Emotions augment survival. Any intense emotion stems from the desire to rid the self from something else. There is no permanent emotion, only a permanent interest exists. Alas, we are born humans : 'the thinking animal', our innocence is lost when we open...
Right now it’s dry, a bed of stones, but when it storms, this tiny creek roars and rumbles, rushing like a river, twisting and swirling as it comes to life again, awakened by the weather to be what it’s meant to be, its brown green water overflowing its...
