The nature of Nature is worth writing for in an otherwise human world in which nature is full of filth, disgust and horror.
Why do we justify moral values when our survival depends on the extinction of others?
Enlightened God is worshipped by ignorant fools everywhere. How enlightened God really is and how ignorant people really are is something to think about. If enlightenment come from within, I wonder what my ignorance will feed me. If it’s somewhere outside, I wonder whose ignorance do we see as being enlightened. Either way all I get eventually is ignorance which create lies, hatred, and fear everyday, everywhere.
Surrender, my lord,surrender!
Don’t listen to their banter
You go with might , you take your pride
I promise to come,
To save your life…
Clouds were tense, air was anxious
Water was restless and land treacherous.
Future was crystal clear like fog,
And doubts were the answer for every clog.
Soon they saw the land of iron
He stepped on it and blew away the siren.
Laughter of fools gave him courage,
He hatched a plan among this menace
When the fools went away to the land of dreams
He swirled in the darkness and followed his dream.
He cut open the iron with its mighty pride,
His tail danced with joy and the gods smiled…
They rewarded its bravery by putting him in cage,
He thanked them properly by leaving only his tail.
The fool heard thunder and a majestic roar,
This was a message from the god:
‘No child of mine shall live in cage, you drunken fool, you can’t change My Way’
The roar did nothing, nothing at all
Because the gods became less scarier than ever before.
Fools had power,fools had money,
They went to the market to buy god and honey.
One lord escaped and millions were captured
For every brave action was to meet with a fracture.
This was the story of the brave mice,
Whom I caged with my precious,ignorant smile.
Our dilemma is that we know nothing and everything at the same time.
How strange is it that inspiration mostly comes from the depth of darkness.
’twas a day, warm and bright
And young was the night
When she came and walked
She heard whispers and talks.
No candles, no celebrations, no tears
No shrieks, nothing.
Silence, absolute silence. And it continued for a very long time.
Lovely! She heard someone say
Wonderful! Said another,
In her mind silence shattered into pieces
But only in her mind.
It was a place where she existed;
Not in any universe or a country or in an opulent house. No.
She chose to exist where she mattered.
A tiny individual in a mysterious galaxy who neither lived in it nor outside it.
She lived someplace hidden, a place which even the secret service of patriarchy couldn’t fathom!
From her place she could See,
The lies people wear and the deceptive words their tongue speaks,
Together they said, “happy birthday to you”
And she knew, it was not the place to be.