Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Subject Matter

Subject to the fast pain, that shoots right into you... into the spun detail...
deed done, no one is to blame, yet looking forward to shift it none the same,

Shift start, life is there ney its here in your eyes bursting flames like a psycho circus gone haywire
why why? I ask and yell at you lover, why this insane rage? Blame it on the weather, you give me your lovely cool gaze...

Somewhere I have always known that I will be reborn and die finally in your arms tara, you might not for the night waxes and wanes indeed!
Cursed hex, you stand at the cross road of roaming and twilight which intertwine down your spine into the pit of power.
You dont feel it now, but someday it will bring us all down in gluttonous shame, the splif politics; the ridicule of the experience, the sensual yet ever despondent maya; nausea of the soul, wont let you go; shakes your hair to end; tingles like the first drop of your rave eh?
Subject matter be damned when i have created the god particle, slower grinding it spins into itself; demise knows no other name... but of course yours and mine and the end of this fucking race...
Slow down; pace fast, spit face, cursed rats..... how will i repent? to whom shall i show my face, they all lie; and endlessly slave.
Am done with the passivity of the endless gravity being in you and I. Love; of lover tara, you can be my only saving grace... you dont believe it, you ridicule me when i speak it, but somewhere in your heart and soul you know that what i say is but what is..... forever in times and in eternal echoing space....
Yea I am a god, you are one too, each occupying the eye in the sky, named eternal jewels in the path that follow you from electronic symphonix to deeper darker metal banging you into the wall that separates you from your inner face....
Blue meets ends
black is your split tongue
Fine tune your carcass for its day in the sun
for when you merge there wont be enough pieces of you to even call it one.....


Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Power to Ponder p2p

All human evolution are progresses made in the realm of nature; on the basis of theories. The theory is proven correct and then it is generalized for the entire society. The theory term applies to all advances and changes present within technology, culture, religion and so forth.

The theory is one of many theories which are present in the universe and which can be proven right, atleast to my understanding of nature. When humanity chooses but one theory over courses of time as the right one, it causes in turn a spread of a common belief/understanding of a natural phenomena. Nature here of course applies to mean everything present known and unknown.
The dilemma which i have time and over is this, if the one chosen theory is but only the right one (in any field), then it ought to be learnt by humans by themselves as they grow up, from an infant to a teenager. The basic properties which constitute can be learnt by any organism, if this is so why not we let it.. If we all have a common understanding of something called gravity, then a new born will also have the same common belief, irrespective of whether we choose to invade his brain and tell him so or not. But if this is not the case, then wonder the huge loss creative thinking and search for reality is suffering, and why? For when we learn and take something for real and true and a practical theory as such, then it helps us to lose and not wane any attention tracking the phenomena at hand. we have made a mental image of it and its far easier to recollect it with all the properties without actually looking at the phenomena at hand. This invades attention, it makes you more susciptable to; to the best of my knowledge... it expends in simple, more energy.

But the loss on the other hand, when someone is bereft of the power to ponder over every thing present, is that we might never get to the bottom of what this reality holds for us. Why we are present in that moment, the situation and the characters. It just becomes monotony...
Reality to the best of my knowledge adorns many many faces. It is dichotomous and not as well. When one takes everything for granted in one's life, is but the start of something down hill. Perhaps the beginning of death, as we humans call it in a mass belief of sorts..


Ode to Humanity

I am not a big fan of human kind, the version of life that in today’s day seems to be only focused upon itself. The day’s pass and humans ...