March 3, 2010

Firm footing of a gay.

I'm not guy but...
I'm knott gay but...
I'm not gay butt...
I'm not ghey but...
Eye'm not a gay but...

I'm not a gay but I know how to feel love,
and lust and want.
I'm not a gay but I understand wanting
to spend life with someone.
I'm not gay but I want to be happy.
I'm not a homosexual, however...

...am a human being.
which gives me something in common with all of you.

Gay included.

March 2, 2010

The Tempress


Muse, muse, muse again and confuse.
Flames of desire tower high
and only a mist to quench.
Is the occassional whetting of the tongue worth
the burn ever-present?
some moments here and there.
A brain -racing,-folding,-twisting, -turning.
that defines and stops time.
Oh damn, God damn
What can I do next?
To restore bladness of normalcy?
Then to plunge into its depth.
and to fret over again!!!

The proud Addict









The proud addict.
A caricature.
Compensating for lack of substance -
with substances.
Denying reality by substituting other.
Cannot make sense,
so become senseless.
Celebrate self-inflicted demise
and call it a party.
Drinking from the punchbowl of death
in a slow, cultish,mass suicide.
Solace in knowing the outcome:
death by its own hands.


Get Out of My Head.




It's easy enough, isn't it?
Just block them out.
Pretend they're not real. They don't exist.
Don't think twice.
They are the others. The outsiders.The unfamiliar.
It's easy to block them out and imagine they are somewhat less than you are.
Faceless. Heartless. Immoral.
Evil and unclean.
Their destruction would be a justified holy act.
Their continued existance would be an anethema.
Or worst still. They wont' even register.
Your radar remains mute.
Their is nothing to notice. Nothing important than yourself.
Other people dont' count.
Even the closest to you barely register a blip on your screen.
Other people are outside. They are just the other.
No matter how hard you try.You cannot know who they are.
Now matter how much they reveal,they will always remain hidden.

Basically. Essentially.When you get down to it.
What I am trying to say is in the most gayest, most poetic way possible.
No matter how hard you try,
and no matter how much you think you know.
You will never ever truely know someone.
And they will never ever truely know you.

Other people will always be removed and
apart from who you are.
And thats' a large part of what makes life interesting.

March 1, 2010

I've seen the future, baby


I've seen the future.
I've seen mobile phones in the size of peanuts.
I've seen video games more realistic than life.
I've seen perfect sexual organs grown and
welded between the legs of rich and famous.
I've seen movies animated, written and conceived entirely
by the computers.
I've seen children starving in far away places.
I've seen 12 year old girls in lingre dancing to,
the repackaged disco songs and being asked their ,
opinions of art and its relation to cultural evolution
by impossibly clean cut men(!).
Anyone who can hold mirror to the past can see the future,
but it takes a open-hearted mind than I,
to like what they see.

In the fond memory of recession

photo courtesy-deviantart.com


I like to think that world has turned a page.
Or even opened an entire open book.
I'm hopeful .
But let's be honest.

Reality has a knack for crushing a man's dream.

Human beings have achieved much in the last few thousand years.
Fire, the wheel, language,clothing and electricity..
space exploration,genetics.
And because already we have done so much, I continue to hold out hope
that we will do more..
Much more.

Sure, it's easy to remain cynical. especially when all we
ever hear is bad news.
But bad things have always happened and
will continue to happen.
Somehow we've managed to rise above and
move beyond the horrors and limitations of
a corporeal existance.

I think it's upto each of us to do the best we can.

Yes, we can rebuild everything.
Yes, we can help the poor.
Yes we can eliminate hunger
Yes, we can cure disease
Yes, we can travel to stars
Yes, we can evolve
Yes having little deeds may not amount much to the cause.
But Iam hoping that it will at the very least be symbolic of something greater.

An era of rationality, love and hope.

I feel the world is changing and
the first time I feel it's changing in the right direction.