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Deja Vu

Deja Vu, as per some research, is not a “para normal” phonomenon but has a valid, though highly unromantic scientific explanation. Turns out its just a result of neurological misfirings. Its just your brain telling you something has happened before… Read More »Deja Vu

Unfillable

The vaccum that always existedFeels a little more alive these daysTugging and pulling for attentionSucking strands of remnant optimism Into its hungry vortexI fill it with thingsDancing bellsPoetic reverieseven “dead man’s floats”I’ll catch a playI’ll sing a songI’ll do anything… Read More »Unfillable

Outside

I lie on the fringes Of human engagementWatching in silence –Unobserved, invisible Maniacally have Iyearned too to be sucked into This massive human factoryOf love, lust, attachment, – IllusionYet I touch and reboundFrom the core of life Catapulted back to… Read More »Outside

White Framed

The red flowers are in full bloomThe green buds wait patiently for their timeStrings of grass sway and dance The wind blows hard and keeps timeAll in silence and quiet in a white framed picture on the wall. 10/17/2004

Poetic License

I am…..Who am I?..An ExperienceThat is passing as I speakIf the past is just a kaleidescope Of scenes that I watch nowWhere am I nowIN this everchaning cycle of life?If the future is just a random possibilityWhat do I need… Read More »Poetic License

The Zahir

Have been reading The Zahir by Paulo Coelho. The gist of his books are always of a journey of self discovery – of finding personal legends, understanding the nature of love, destiny, choice and all the unexplained but overexplained stuff.… Read More »The Zahir

OK, So just finished watching I love Huckabees. Pretty interesting movie I must say. But it gets to you in the end and confuses the hell out of you. There is a “Everything is connected” theory and a “Nothingness” theory… Read More »

The Goal

I finished seeing the movie Motorcycle Diaries yesterday. It is indeed a story of a journey not of places but through the inner most sanctums of ones soul. A cause is what converts an existence to a living. That flame… Read More »The Goal