Sounds that predicate, precipitate love, for me. A girlfriend's footsteps:How my heart beat to the rhythm of the footsteps;And then faster. Another's knock on my door:The beginning of love; The end of loneliness.And, in conclusion, vice versa. The waitmakes you hear everything so keenly;The intimacy in distance. The neighbouring Grandpa's walking stick:Reassurance.The immortality in death. … Continue reading Prague
Category: Being
What did I miss?
I put my head down for a minute. Something happened.And I'll never know now.Maybe that was it.Shit. The world is a lot. It really needs to--what's the word when you give up on words?--chill. The vortex is this: even as I am looking at something, I am missing something else. The people who have shut … Continue reading What did I miss?
This is too much
Funny story. I have a bunch of essays on this blog about God. What a Mormon right? Sorry, I meant moron. I didn't know better. But what's so funny about it? I still don't. So, let's talk God. Or, say what, about God? Or, okay okay, on God? Or, Jesus Christ, for God? Or--no, no, … Continue reading This is too much
Wait, what
This is a sentence.This sentence has nothing to do with the previous sentence.Welcome to Meditations.kids,Let's start already.Deciding to have kids will help you pretend you love your man/woman so you can pretend to love your eventual kids which will help you pretend to love yourself all of which will help you pretend to be alive … Continue reading Wait, what
Any given Sunday
DedicationTo that which can't be wordedAnd Yet,To DevotionTo WritingToEppadithan en ullam pugundu ennai adimai kondiro...swamy.How did you manage to open my heartand enslave me—Oh divine!
It is what it is
What is acceptance?The opposite of truth may be true. What is extreme?The need for balance. What is sin?Wi-Fi. What is the greatest scripture?You.What is art?Self-portrait without the self? What's is this--this thing that you are doing?Trying.What is right and wrong?The answer to this question.What is "it"?Laughter.
A beautiful mind or a few terse things that are annoying to read because there’s no context whatsoever part 1
Speed dating. Arranged marriage without the marriage bit.A strong argument will have the least number of assumptions.The return (a pure poetry)Sitting in the park;Surrounded by beauty and all. Birds;And bird shit. But here's what really feels good;What?Getting up to go back home;The return."Effective people focus on results." Success is not turning into someone who talks … Continue reading A beautiful mind or a few terse things that are annoying to read because there’s no context whatsoever part 1
Uffffff
I don't know what the game is called, who invented it, or how a balloon made its way there.But it's just something you do when you are really bored. And before you know it, you are kinda staking your life for it- it's weird. You've got to keep the balloon afloat.Hands, legs, head - anything … Continue reading Uffffff
This side up
Here's the plot: there's only one way for things to actually change. It's if I stopped (writing).I feel like a deep sea diver, who after a point cannot tell which way is up and which way, down. Every week is an attempt to find the way. I usually start off not knowing what I am … Continue reading This side up
Breaking bad
Rock (music) sucks. And I am officially old.Rock is to music what Starbucks is to coffee. Or what golf is to sport. Or what Jordan Peterson is to healthy levels of testosterone. Or—have I made my point already or can I take just one more cheap shot?—what marriage is to love.There was one thing that … Continue reading Breaking bad