over the back fence live memories some pleasant some evil dragging me back in a muck, where I don’t want to be I ignore them to advance on the path ahead -yet there’s always a back fence with me - in between living my present https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/08/15/tale-weaver-236-15th-august-over-the-back-fence/
Roller coasters start making sense when the churning inside drives one on newer paths. What matters is taking off at a tangent, but the desire for take-off arises only when the comfort zone is disturbed. The new trajectory may take me to another world, but the desire to return to the previous world has weakened. … Continue reading Thanks to roller-coasters
“We take pride in the past, but are excited about the future. Here lies your key to leadership – build anticipation, ignite hopes – it is all in the air, unverifiable.” My mentor rambled on, failing to generate any excitement in me, “Doesn’t this fire you, my boy- the idea of ruling over minds and … Continue reading Up in the air
There are certain words that sprung up in my late years, and some existing words in the dictionary that became commonplace. Words got abbreviated, and the spirit lost in the carelessness with which these are thrown around. Awesome and Rockstar are two I can recall right away. ‘Amazing’ was the boss’s remark on congratulatory mails … Continue reading Lingua Franca
they ask for space but not a room they ask for keys but not a lock they ask for time but not a clock Yet I need to stay open capture them for posterity Ideas are such welcome visitors https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/07/18/tale-weaver-232-july-18th-visit/
Quite often, I find myself gripped with a death wish. I feel like my existence is not very relevant to the world. Nor do they have anything to keep me happy and contented. I don’t really care about eulogies or elegies written for me. What does matter is that my point of view – spoken, … Continue reading Eulogy of a rebel
I feel rather overdressed, standing under the decorative lights in my wedding finery. The wedding vows have been taken, and the bride is standing with a bag in hand, dressed in a track-suit, ready to leave for her parents’ place. I hear some whispers of enquiry – “Is there something wrong, something that should not … Continue reading Not so unusual
The flashback of life In the moments before death! veiled strategies fake sounds human masks the monstrosities within! Now, as I develop eyes behind And move from numbing pain to awakening… The knife stabbed in the back Is the Truth to be carried to eternities ahead! https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/05/30/tale-weaver-225-reflection-may-30th/
I cannot help but stop and look at this inexplicable estrangement It is mysterious, It is cryptic, however…. Is it ambivalence? however hard I try I will always be lonesome and blame others for my loneliness How happy is the woolly ambivalence! Does the ambivalence make you shiver? Does it? https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/05/23/tale-weaver-224-estrangement-may-23rd/
The tree looks similar to the one in my backyard, but is small and has leaves of a different color. I’ve not seen this species before. “Wait”, I stop in my tracks at the familiar rustling sound. “I broke away from my roots, and walked here in search of a new identity. The sunk roots … Continue reading In Search
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