Monkey Meditation

I was blessed to wake up early today, from a dreamless sleep to a beautiful reality. Early in the morning, everything is brooding into possibilities, it is empowering to wake up when everyone around you is asleep. Seeking the sunrise is another quest that once can take easily. As I climbed to my terrace, I…

Discoveries.

“Whose finer sense each soft vibration ownsWith sweet responsive sympathy of tones;So the fair flower expands its lucid formTo meet the sun, and shuts it to the storm- “ Erasmus Darwin; The Botanic Garden It had to be way more liberal. As in, ‘liberal sciences’, one may call it. In the times of Charles Darwin’s…

Dunkelheit Book Review: To Dream And Discover.

Ever since I read the works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, I would often think of the poems he could write if he was happier with the day light. The poet puts on the show of metaphors and fancy that hit a revolution into literature, but I wont suggest Coleridge to a young person who is…

The Poets In The Cafe

Four of them had lost to themselves. They were not simple to the past, not complex to the future, only words to the present. That is what everything was about, some words. They fell with the rain and surfaced in the taste. My Muse was in the rain as well, somewhere far or close, how…

Dead Flowers

My eyes are closed and the only thing I sense is nothing. I don’t know what sound shall guide this feeling, but it is happening. In the grave of my mind where the sand is the stillness of this universe. The dark space where I Inhibit within and without. She would kiss me with flowers….

Spiritsights

I have lost myself in the reverie called reality and I need to regain all my spiritual sense. It has been a while since I have extended the limited characters and novels that I started a year ago.¬† Intuition was the fuel to a surreal sense, as silence would pave the way to absolute sound….

Aphrodisiac 

In the middle of the night, my mind often slips into the serenity of some unknown sense. It tastes like the falling sky and smells like the wet earth. Feels like her skin. And I am only one sense, to sense, one stimulai, over and over again, until, I give up to reality and fall…

Jane Tu Ya Jane Na

It had been a while since I took in oxygen and the essence of life reached my heart. I think that’s how we grow, building walls across the sole existence of our true self. It hit me when she said, “You cannot really love, you barely know what love is, you don’t know. But you…

To Finities and Funny Things

Dear Death, Right now, it is 2:03 AM and I just felt like telling you a few things. I mean, I wonder if people ever tell you things about life. People live a little fast, sleep too much, dream a little less of you and well, life is more about ignorance and happiness. You see,…

Chaos Theory: God’s Discipline

You were born on 20th March 1998 and you will die on 3rd November 2040. Now the problem is that there is no problem. You lived a life ignoring the thread that made you move, so the problem is itself not a problem but more like the reason for everything. People call it faith, interesting…