This quarantine
My makeup non existent
My skincare on fleek
Sunday, 31 May 2020
जो टूट गया सो ख़त्म
ख़ूबसूरती से जोड़े गए टूटे रिश्तों को
सहेज कर रखने की सजगता मुझमें नहीं
बेखटक बेतरतीबी से महसूस करने की बुरी आदत जो ठहरी
मन नहीं मर्यादाओं का मुरीद मेरा
सहेज कर रखने की सजगता मुझमें नहीं
बेखटक बेतरतीबी से महसूस करने की बुरी आदत जो ठहरी
मन नहीं मर्यादाओं का मुरीद मेरा
Flutter stay
Sunday, with the airs of a pandemic shot pigeon fluttering its wings to take off Into the sky and never look back, its beak is masked, claws enveloped in plastic sheaths and its wings noisily bleed of helplessness.
In the grander scheme of things it's just a little piece of nobody as pretty as the pigeon might see itself each day, watching life bow down under it's heavy weight of privilege.
Amidst the pandemic it's just another bleeding bird unable to take off.
In the grander scheme of things it's just a little piece of nobody as pretty as the pigeon might see itself each day, watching life bow down under it's heavy weight of privilege.
Amidst the pandemic it's just another bleeding bird unable to take off.
Saturday, 30 May 2020
This can’t do
You mean people are beginning to ruin fashion and style which is supposed to be an art form with their mediocre interpretation of what can be coaxed out of random pieces of clothing and I should just stand and watch from a distance?
No!! I shall make comments and hoot them and tell them to get off that obnoxious influencer pedestal for as long as I can.
No!! I shall make comments and hoot them and tell them to get off that obnoxious influencer pedestal for as long as I can.
Ugh!
One of the bigger reason why I absolutely hate spending the quarantine away from my home is that each day I've to wear a bra.
Bullet in yer brains
I see no point in worshipping your gods if the words pouring out of your mouth are scythes designed to pinch and hurt.
But then I often also forget that worshipping isn't the same as spirituality.
Religion is paved with rituals that take a precedence over beliefs. The system of believing is more important than teachings and seeing how there were no teachings as such in Hinduism except talking about souls and spirits and such which is most certainly beyond the mass thinking one can understand why rituals are preeminent.
It's an amorphous religion, multi pantheon and most people who believe it to be more than a way of life are not those I can ever be friends with.
I have no squabble with the millions and millions of Vedic gods we find littered over homes and streets but I dislike with fervour all the people who design their lives around gods and expect others to be and do the same.
Greetings in the name of gods.
Why it is automatically assumed okay to greet someone with 'ram ram' or 'Jai Shri Krishna' or 'Jai Mai ki' ?
Fine those are your ways of greeting but do not expect me to say the same in return.
For heavens sake don't just assume I'm of a similar religion and it's not offensive in the least if someone greets that way but it is annoying for them to expect that you'll reply with the exact same words.
Ima fucking 'Namaste' to the end of my life!
But then I often also forget that worshipping isn't the same as spirituality.
Religion is paved with rituals that take a precedence over beliefs. The system of believing is more important than teachings and seeing how there were no teachings as such in Hinduism except talking about souls and spirits and such which is most certainly beyond the mass thinking one can understand why rituals are preeminent.
It's an amorphous religion, multi pantheon and most people who believe it to be more than a way of life are not those I can ever be friends with.
I have no squabble with the millions and millions of Vedic gods we find littered over homes and streets but I dislike with fervour all the people who design their lives around gods and expect others to be and do the same.
Greetings in the name of gods.
Why it is automatically assumed okay to greet someone with 'ram ram' or 'Jai Shri Krishna' or 'Jai Mai ki' ?
Fine those are your ways of greeting but do not expect me to say the same in return.
For heavens sake don't just assume I'm of a similar religion and it's not offensive in the least if someone greets that way but it is annoying for them to expect that you'll reply with the exact same words.
Ima fucking 'Namaste' to the end of my life!
Musing this morning
Where some mornings are marked by strange lassitudes that have me sailing in a calm boat wherein I let myself unwind in the morning in my room and slowly sip my tea there are others which begin with the force of a hundred suns, the kinds that have me rushing headlong into an incoming cyclone of chores as it was today and it's a few minutes after ten that I finally have my cup of tea and sit chilling under air conditioner and I'm happy not a bit.
Well Saturday it is then.
I have things compiled in my head which if only I could being to fruition.
My heart isn't in strenuous exercises these days. And why?
Just the heat I say. Even after the cold ac I don't find myself wanting to jump and exercise the way I usually would and I hope to find that vigour back and restart.
Well Saturday it is then.
I have things compiled in my head which if only I could being to fruition.
My heart isn't in strenuous exercises these days. And why?
Just the heat I say. Even after the cold ac I don't find myself wanting to jump and exercise the way I usually would and I hope to find that vigour back and restart.
Friday, 29 May 2020
Aah
Good music and cool conditioned artificial air, come to me!!
I do not wish to escape you anytime soon.
I do not wish to escape you anytime soon.
:(
Is there a point to buying lipsticks and glosses anymore if I'm going to be wearing masks everywhere?
Messages
I stare at my dog who decided that my yoga mat was the best place for him to sleep and I see nothing wrong with it except I was still stretching and had to convey the rest of my exercise on the tiled floor of my room.
It was an excellent suggestion to spend more time in my room and I wonder why I didn't think of it earlier.
Right then Friday and there are things that need to be done which I look forward to with much vigour and ecstasy ;)
Life feel like it's straddled a cactus for a cock and one has to cautiously untangle themselves carefully even though the end result will only be lots of blood and repentance and lessons learnt.
It was an excellent suggestion to spend more time in my room and I wonder why I didn't think of it earlier.
Right then Friday and there are things that need to be done which I look forward to with much vigour and ecstasy ;)
Life feel like it's straddled a cactus for a cock and one has to cautiously untangle themselves carefully even though the end result will only be lots of blood and repentance and lessons learnt.
Thursday, 28 May 2020
etc
Commit me to an asylum the day I start making tiktok videos.
Say one thing about today say it's a Thursday with the airs of Friday and perhaps I ought to start enjoying it a little bit more, but how can I what with the world and weather set ablaze.
As things go it's too hot to be drinking coffee and I agree but has anyone said anything about a cold coffee and specifically the kind I'm about to make which is to say a regular coffee with ice cubes thrown in.
What? I finished all the cold brew and maybe it's time to make another.
Also who do I think I am turning off the air conditioning thinking the room is cool enough and that I'll survive a couple hours in its residual chill when the hot roof is exactly one floor above me?
Ten minutes is what it takes for the room to get back to its regular heated self.
I'm such a sissy.
Say one thing about today say it's a Thursday with the airs of Friday and perhaps I ought to start enjoying it a little bit more, but how can I what with the world and weather set ablaze.
As things go it's too hot to be drinking coffee and I agree but has anyone said anything about a cold coffee and specifically the kind I'm about to make which is to say a regular coffee with ice cubes thrown in.
What? I finished all the cold brew and maybe it's time to make another.
Also who do I think I am turning off the air conditioning thinking the room is cool enough and that I'll survive a couple hours in its residual chill when the hot roof is exactly one floor above me?
Ten minutes is what it takes for the room to get back to its regular heated self.
I'm such a sissy.
Some bits
Who me?
I'm my room at this time of the day sipping tea and listening to a beautiful morning raag called Ahir Bhairav in flute by D. Madhusudan and though I'm not at my usual couch, in my usual setting with my little fur babies seated around me I feel somewhat better.
—
Just as I was writing this post a phone call had me engaged for most part of an hour and all that I was meant to write doesn't mean much since we are nearing a later part of morning, one which has me contemplating workout.
Right then Thursday it is and we are nearing the end of 4th lockdown which is pretty much non existent seeing how most people who were expected to stay indoors have now begun pouring out in droves and why not? They are suffering, their businesses are suffering and not everyone has reservoirs of cash.
Life isn't fun right now and so I make a little space for myself in this room, cooling under liquid blast of cold conditioned air, gazing at the heat wave outside and pretending we are all fine.
I'm my room at this time of the day sipping tea and listening to a beautiful morning raag called Ahir Bhairav in flute by D. Madhusudan and though I'm not at my usual couch, in my usual setting with my little fur babies seated around me I feel somewhat better.
—
Just as I was writing this post a phone call had me engaged for most part of an hour and all that I was meant to write doesn't mean much since we are nearing a later part of morning, one which has me contemplating workout.
Right then Thursday it is and we are nearing the end of 4th lockdown which is pretty much non existent seeing how most people who were expected to stay indoors have now begun pouring out in droves and why not? They are suffering, their businesses are suffering and not everyone has reservoirs of cash.
Life isn't fun right now and so I make a little space for myself in this room, cooling under liquid blast of cold conditioned air, gazing at the heat wave outside and pretending we are all fine.
Wednesday, 27 May 2020
Hot pocket
Each morning I wake up and walk into a furnace which is my home.
Boiling under fans alone, in the morning when it's still in the process of getting cleaned I look for a place to be, where I could sit without getting disturbed and marinate in my morning misery.
Beads of sweat collect into thin waterfalls streaming down from behind my ears, my cleavage is a reservoir of perspiration, my head akin Sunderbans full of mangrove hair rooted under a thin layer of sweat and I hate this moment more than most.
I keep forgetting the humidity of my life which now seems distant and so far away from me.
My discontentment was much like it is now today and perhaps these are the seasons I am unable to comprehend.
I begin to melt reminiscing the two lives I am now alive in and hope for a better day each day without trying to worry of what it will be soon.
Rains, will you come to greet us ?
Boiling under fans alone, in the morning when it's still in the process of getting cleaned I look for a place to be, where I could sit without getting disturbed and marinate in my morning misery.
Beads of sweat collect into thin waterfalls streaming down from behind my ears, my cleavage is a reservoir of perspiration, my head akin Sunderbans full of mangrove hair rooted under a thin layer of sweat and I hate this moment more than most.
I keep forgetting the humidity of my life which now seems distant and so far away from me.
My discontentment was much like it is now today and perhaps these are the seasons I am unable to comprehend.
I begin to melt reminiscing the two lives I am now alive in and hope for a better day each day without trying to worry of what it will be soon.
Rains, will you come to greet us ?
Monday, 25 May 2020
on ahead
As a creature of habit I try and fill my days with sameness to the point I have now slowly begun to expand that standardization of my life from home into one life which I currently live at this moment of quarantine. It's not all the same, of course not. How can it be?
I do not for example have my cat trying to straddle my keyboard as I type nor the same coasters adorning the top right corner of my study table nor do I have all the paraphernalia as I'm used to, none of that, however I have slowly injected a similar monotony of few things that I realize have been an absolute essential.
It's like my room is now my own home where I am able to express myself the way I'd earlier in my entire house and assuredly the identicalness of my top needful things has crawled into my room house that I let myself live in for a few short hours everyday.
I do not have that kind of space in my room to harbour a study area and so a table is all I have which houses my workspace essentials and currently this is the miniature picture I need to be comfortable with and work in. Not that I have complaints but this is day 61 and I have been here longer than I'd expected and I might probably have to spend the same number of days before I'm able to get back to life as I'd always known.
Does that mean I'll be satisfied and happy and learn to live with all I got?
On the contrary. These days of isolation have made me greedy and satisfaction is perhaps the last thing on my roster.
I want more and I'd need it to be better.
Sunday, 24 May 2020
gah
say one thing about this afternoon say it's exactly like almost all afternoon's I've spent here in this room.
What I wouldn't give to be away from here and someplace else where I could just be the way I've wanted.
God's I'll even take the bad sex with my husband for this shitfest!
beats
Hello heart!
You come to me again
wanting to be caressed
when I've clearly asked you
to not interfere
with matters of my mind.
You come to me again
wanting to be caressed
when I've clearly asked you
to not interfere
with matters of my mind.
Creamy
My need for a thick moisturiser by my bedside table nearly as needful as my lip mask.
I need it each night as I roll into bed. My face primed for sleep underneath a thin layer of light skincare and or a simple moisturiser, my feet still a bit wet from nighttime washing which then get thickly moisturised before getting tucked inside sheets.
I need and almost all that I use, exhaust within weeks because I need a big knob and most moisturisers I kept picking around the house that don't much get used were too thin for my liking.
Life rolls on
I need it each night as I roll into bed. My face primed for sleep underneath a thin layer of light skincare and or a simple moisturiser, my feet still a bit wet from nighttime washing which then get thickly moisturised before getting tucked inside sheets.
I need and almost all that I use, exhaust within weeks because I need a big knob and most moisturisers I kept picking around the house that don't much get used were too thin for my liking.
Life rolls on
Friday, 22 May 2020
Thursday, 21 May 2020
Bits
The older I get the more I understand people committing suicide and empathise with them.
Quarantine day it doesn't matter because no one cares anymore
And I am wondering at the cyclonic disaster that we continue to face this year. Maybe it's gonna get worse maybe not but I have come to terms with the fact that I'm stuck for a few months and won't be able to reach back home before autumn.
Sad but true.
Also, I need to get regular with everything now.
My blog that is this space here and I need to write some more.
Quarantine day it doesn't matter because no one cares anymore
And I am wondering at the cyclonic disaster that we continue to face this year. Maybe it's gonna get worse maybe not but I have come to terms with the fact that I'm stuck for a few months and won't be able to reach back home before autumn.
Sad but true.
Also, I need to get regular with everything now.
My blog that is this space here and I need to write some more.
Tuesday, 19 May 2020
and so they say
Say one thing about typing on a regular machine say I can't remember what it felt like after almost three months of no activity. Does it feel good you ask?
exceptionally so I say.
and this is a cause for a celebration and I would have celebrated had I not been rationing on my happiness.
Day 56 of quarantine and there's something about the mood that feels changed. The numbers keep going up but there also only the active cases which when looked at the bigger picture are minuscule or perhaps I am slowly getting immune to it all. Not the suffering but the anxiety.
Perhaps it gets abated!
How odd does it feel typing on a keyboard that isn't back lit, spread in acreage of numbers and alphabets.
Do I feel dust on my fingertips?
Could be. I need to wipe this baby down.
Agenda includes a good number of things none which I'm very keen on doing.
Uhh!
afternoon gleams into my eyes
my heart feels heavy
my hair dry
the senses are bored
a book lurks in the corner waiting to be read
I browse my mental channels
waiting to finally click someplace and stop
but that doesn't seem to likely
exceptionally so I say.
and this is a cause for a celebration and I would have celebrated had I not been rationing on my happiness.
Day 56 of quarantine and there's something about the mood that feels changed. The numbers keep going up but there also only the active cases which when looked at the bigger picture are minuscule or perhaps I am slowly getting immune to it all. Not the suffering but the anxiety.
Perhaps it gets abated!
How odd does it feel typing on a keyboard that isn't back lit, spread in acreage of numbers and alphabets.
Do I feel dust on my fingertips?
Could be. I need to wipe this baby down.
Agenda includes a good number of things none which I'm very keen on doing.
Uhh!
afternoon gleams into my eyes
my heart feels heavy
my hair dry
the senses are bored
a book lurks in the corner waiting to be read
I browse my mental channels
waiting to finally click someplace and stop
but that doesn't seem to likely
Monday, 18 May 2020
Info
No Netflix in bed for me please. I can only watch mindless YouTube content if I'm high and unable to read!!
But I have my phases!
Sometimes I read the fuck out sometimes I switch.
But I have my phases!
Sometimes I read the fuck out sometimes I switch.
Bah
How high are you?
I'm fine thank you
Content has turned to shit but memes are getting better and worst!!
End of lockdown 3 no idea about the dirty joke also quarantining till I grow me beauty back cuz I've lost it!!
I'm fine thank you
Content has turned to shit but memes are getting better and worst!!
End of lockdown 3 no idea about the dirty joke also quarantining till I grow me beauty back cuz I've lost it!!
Friday, 15 May 2020
No directors
Now everybody wants to be a director on Instagram stories!!
Fine!
Now the opportunity to direct yourself without having to appear in movies or learning to direct one.
You become the actor, the director and it's up to you how to direct yourself!!
Fine then!
Fuck off!!
I ain't watching your stories
Fine!
Now the opportunity to direct yourself without having to appear in movies or learning to direct one.
You become the actor, the director and it's up to you how to direct yourself!!
Fine then!
Fuck off!!
I ain't watching your stories
Thursday, 14 May 2020
—-
As much as I love the idea of fried food I cannot eat nearly as much!!
Quarantine day I need weed
And I am at a loss for feelings
Quarantine day I need weed
And I am at a loss for feelings
Roommate
I've a lone cricket for a roommate who's been shacking up with me for a few days now. He hangs on my curtains all night and flips over things as I sleep only to disappear in the mornings and reappear each night.
Hello little insect.
I see that you love the light
just as I do
nice to meet you
Hello little insect.
I see that you love the light
just as I do
nice to meet you
Wednesday, 13 May 2020
Tuesday, 12 May 2020
Onwards heigh ho
I need to hug the fuck out of a cat right now.
I'm missing my little felines.
Sighs.
Sure there's a dog keeping me company here and for that I'm glad or else I wouldn't have been able to pull myself through this quarantine but I'd also like my cats, whom I miss every fucking day.
Quarantine day it's been a while and closer to the lifting of lockdown 3.0 which I feel like it might get extended
And it doesn't matter anymore
I'd stay indoors for the rest of the year if I have to
But still
My nails have been growing at an unprecedented pace
My hair need rinsing and some care
Perhaps today I deep condition and smoothen them.
I'm missing my little felines.
Sighs.
Sure there's a dog keeping me company here and for that I'm glad or else I wouldn't have been able to pull myself through this quarantine but I'd also like my cats, whom I miss every fucking day.
Quarantine day it's been a while and closer to the lifting of lockdown 3.0 which I feel like it might get extended
And it doesn't matter anymore
I'd stay indoors for the rest of the year if I have to
But still
My nails have been growing at an unprecedented pace
My hair need rinsing and some care
Perhaps today I deep condition and smoothen them.
Monday, 11 May 2020
To do
Who me?
decidedly going to eat Japanese for upto a month once conditions are Conducive.
And that's that!!
decidedly going to eat Japanese for upto a month once conditions are Conducive.
And that's that!!
Straight angle
Hello hello hello
I've not combed my hair today nor done anything extraordinary to myself these past so many days.
What extraordinary does I do any which ways, well perhaps some more variations in body washes and body milks and oils and butters.
I live the very basic nowadays and I'm aghast, repelled and unbothered. What is this extraordinary contradiction?!
What is it about these days that makes me wonder a lot of things and nothing is in my hands. How powerless we feel and alarmingly similar.
Quarantine day stars have gotten boring
and I wear the same clean grey tee combo with my extra comfy ankle length linen pajama pants and I live the day in them only to wear it after a six day cycle.
What have I become?
A homebody as I always was but still played dress up every now and then.
I've not combed my hair today nor done anything extraordinary to myself these past so many days.
What extraordinary does I do any which ways, well perhaps some more variations in body washes and body milks and oils and butters.
I live the very basic nowadays and I'm aghast, repelled and unbothered. What is this extraordinary contradiction?!
What is it about these days that makes me wonder a lot of things and nothing is in my hands. How powerless we feel and alarmingly similar.
Quarantine day stars have gotten boring
and I wear the same clean grey tee combo with my extra comfy ankle length linen pajama pants and I live the day in them only to wear it after a six day cycle.
What have I become?
A homebody as I always was but still played dress up every now and then.
Moods
Say one thing about this weather say it's worthy of a small Camp on the roof to lie naked and oblivious.
Something like this.
Sunday, 10 May 2020
Kissfeat
I'm an easy girl to please. Just keep doing things that make me happy.
Quarantine day 40 something and I cannot believe that it's actually been that long!
This shit is lame!
On the other hand I'm listening to excellent music.
Case in point a fantastic band called Maya Mountains.
Tell me my darling
what can I do
to make you smile so hard
hard enough to fuck through everything
You delicious thing I love
Quarantine day 40 something and I cannot believe that it's actually been that long!
This shit is lame!
On the other hand I'm listening to excellent music.
Case in point a fantastic band called Maya Mountains.
Tell me my darling
what can I do
to make you smile so hard
hard enough to fuck through everything
You delicious thing I love
Saturday, 9 May 2020
Yes and why
With the loss of sunlight comes the loss of drawing time and no matter how hard I try each day I'm unable to cross the 1.5 hour threshold. Today I'd hope to draw for a little over 2 hours but no!
I'm not giving an excuse, surely not because I don't intend to draw for long hours just to say that drawing for shorter period makes the drawing last longer.
Once this piece is finished I intend to shift my focus to writing and writing a lot or as much as I can on a phone.
Story/poem writing on a phone is lame but also I'll write shorter stuff.
Prog doom and I am living for this shit!!
Atomic lovecraft take the fucking wheel!
I'm not giving an excuse, surely not because I don't intend to draw for long hours just to say that drawing for shorter period makes the drawing last longer.
Once this piece is finished I intend to shift my focus to writing and writing a lot or as much as I can on a phone.
Story/poem writing on a phone is lame but also I'll write shorter stuff.
Prog doom and I am living for this shit!!
Atomic lovecraft take the fucking wheel!
Gods above
The only reason I'm not smoking up is so I can smoke up later.
Makes no senses sometimes and other times it makes a lot of sense.
Quarantine day Elon Musk's child naming abilities and I don't know why the sudden rains feel like someone's hugged me for a moment.
Rains do I love thee? Sometimes.
Makes no senses sometimes and other times it makes a lot of sense.
Quarantine day Elon Musk's child naming abilities and I don't know why the sudden rains feel like someone's hugged me for a moment.
Rains do I love thee? Sometimes.
Thursday, 7 May 2020
:/
Sometimes I stare hard into the mirror and convince myself of the roll of fat on my waist. I am an over thinker sometimes and for that I wonder if there are any medications.
Skip boom
Nighttime the clock says and it's an odd day today, not least because of all the madness outside but also because I have deflected, only slightly from my usual routine and though it hasn't made much of a difference if I go by the larger picture it has added to it in a way that I feel less tired tonight.
I could repeat this every day but the fallback is I lose some time each morning because it involves waking up later than usual which I usually try to avoid here.
Right then.
This is quarantine day long enough in lockdown 3.0 and there are still some days to go until a new lockdown gets announced.
What was I expecting?
Nighttime and the heart aches
and while you're here with me each night
and every day
it's not nearly enough
I could repeat this every day but the fallback is I lose some time each morning because it involves waking up later than usual which I usually try to avoid here.
Right then.
This is quarantine day long enough in lockdown 3.0 and there are still some days to go until a new lockdown gets announced.
What was I expecting?
Nighttime and the heart aches
and while you're here with me each night
and every day
it's not nearly enough
Wednesday, 6 May 2020
Tuesday, 5 May 2020
Bla bla
At a loss of days again!
What's it today? I know it's not Friday or the weekend.
Music is the usual delicious psych stoner or desert doom and some more distributaries of such.
My heart refuses to intake anything other than these genres of rock/metal. No more indian classical or western, jazz or lo-fi, no sir.
Quarantine day 2 of 3rd lockdown or maybe it's been longer I wouldn't know and not care either .
Right then.
To my musings
What's it today? I know it's not Friday or the weekend.
Music is the usual delicious psych stoner or desert doom and some more distributaries of such.
My heart refuses to intake anything other than these genres of rock/metal. No more indian classical or western, jazz or lo-fi, no sir.
Quarantine day 2 of 3rd lockdown or maybe it's been longer I wouldn't know and not care either .
Right then.
To my musings
Actless
Watching tic tok videos of Indian actors I realise how horrendous they are at their only job that's acting!
Stop watching these fools.
Stop watching these fools.
Get lost today
What is it about days that suck me exhausted by the time I wish to unwind at night?
I think there's a bit of storm coming like last night but I don't expect rains
—
Hindi poetry written in English is why we are all going to hell as a collective nation.
Fuck you idiot illiterates!
If you're a Hindi speaker then know to write in it.
It's like writing English poems in Hindi.
How stupid would that be and why would it even be?
Idiots!
I think there's a bit of storm coming like last night but I don't expect rains
—
Hindi poetry written in English is why we are all going to hell as a collective nation.
Fuck you idiot illiterates!
If you're a Hindi speaker then know to write in it.
It's like writing English poems in Hindi.
How stupid would that be and why would it even be?
Idiots!
Monday, 4 May 2020
Blah yeah kiss
A gorgeous afternoon this to stop caring.
My ceiling hasn't changed in months and I haven't stared at it much.
Quarantine 3.0 day 1
And I don't feel any different
Except for heat thrumming about my skin
Time is of the essence if one would like to think so that is, and I wish to do so much in so little and even though it's recognised as something which doesn't matter I feel seeing how it's been over a month of anxiety and nothing, it's best to utilise and grow with the time we have on hand instead of whiling it away.
I'd like this time be instrumental in helping us grow and even though it's not something in which we can strive to create something fruitful perhaps we can at least sow the seeds and live this time.
Why does the shape of your lips
when they stretch into a smile
pull my heart
out through my cunt?
My ceiling hasn't changed in months and I haven't stared at it much.
Quarantine 3.0 day 1
And I don't feel any different
Except for heat thrumming about my skin
Time is of the essence if one would like to think so that is, and I wish to do so much in so little and even though it's recognised as something which doesn't matter I feel seeing how it's been over a month of anxiety and nothing, it's best to utilise and grow with the time we have on hand instead of whiling it away.
I'd like this time be instrumental in helping us grow and even though it's not something in which we can strive to create something fruitful perhaps we can at least sow the seeds and live this time.
Why does the shape of your lips
when they stretch into a smile
pull my heart
out through my cunt?
In number
Say one thing about tonight say it is somber.
My room yellow
My lips drenched
My thoughts zero
My room yellow
My lips drenched
My thoughts zero
Sunday, 3 May 2020
Don’t like
Cannot stand fantastic music in the background with ridiculous monologues of scholarly disposal too recherché for anyone to really understand!!
On the journey road
No music no life
And my music of choice is psychedelic doom and I thank from the very bottom of my heart and soul to the fantastic hearts and heads that went into the creating of such music which has like my love been through an evolution of soul fusions, to the essence of its truths and brought forth a life force unbeknownst to all, a rarity which happens only when you step over to the other side of the grain.
It's a revolution, rebellion against all that has been and known right. It's against what they say it's meant to be.
Vows don't matter only the mind in connection with flesh does.
The spiritual aspect taken over by a deeper more intense version of spirituality itself.
And my music of choice is psychedelic doom and I thank from the very bottom of my heart and soul to the fantastic hearts and heads that went into the creating of such music which has like my love been through an evolution of soul fusions, to the essence of its truths and brought forth a life force unbeknownst to all, a rarity which happens only when you step over to the other side of the grain.
It's a revolution, rebellion against all that has been and known right. It's against what they say it's meant to be.
Vows don't matter only the mind in connection with flesh does.
The spiritual aspect taken over by a deeper more intense version of spirituality itself.
Heat of the moment
Bring me the wrath of a 100 suns said this land to its maker and lo! A hundred suns it is.
Scorched, yellowed, smouldering goes everything the moment this sky lights up with a bulb more immolating than most places else.
Directly overhead shines the bloody thing; this planet in a sexual fury, opening its breasts thrusting its tits into the face of beloved sun so it can bake itself into an orgasm.
An orgasm it is, tsunami of solar flares kissing the northern hemisphere mounds with much affection and fury .
Yes, we are drying form their love.
End of lockdown but it's extended
quarantine day a joke
Scorched, yellowed, smouldering goes everything the moment this sky lights up with a bulb more immolating than most places else.
Directly overhead shines the bloody thing; this planet in a sexual fury, opening its breasts thrusting its tits into the face of beloved sun so it can bake itself into an orgasm.
An orgasm it is, tsunami of solar flares kissing the northern hemisphere mounds with much affection and fury .
Yes, we are drying form their love.
End of lockdown but it's extended
quarantine day a joke
Saturday, 2 May 2020
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