:/

Too early in the morning to be navigating sites for a lip gloss but then I'm not buying it, moreover in these times of masks and such how does one wear a lip gloss that won't come off on the mask and why would one even?
Sighs! This is a bad time for lipsticks.

Gah gah

Just because I don't share the same issues doesn't mean I do not have my share of issues.

We all have problems some most can fathom
Some only a few and that gives nobody any right to tell em how one is expected to feel about certain things.
So fuck you guys I'm Watching Netflix.

so long

 I would if I could make a checklist and write about everything that I feel and update this space so much more often, but truth be written my heart doesn't feel in it the happiness or contentment that it usually needs to be able to pour out any enthusiasm.
I have stopped feeling upbeat, find laughter a bit unneeded and don't feel myself as animated as I usually would. Maybe my muchness has taken a backseat to the drama unraveling in the world and my own fear of getting stung by it.
I look for a small streak of sunlight outside.
I wait for something no matter how minuscule to shine a drop of hope.

The light at the end is a flickering candle that I wish could steady into an incandescent blaze.

Ram

Say one thing about sloths say they're faster than windows 7.

Meh

Guardians of the galaxy cuz obviously our galaxy needs guarding!!
Stupid idiots.

Tell them truth

Has everyone turned into a chef this quarantine?
I mean people who usually weren't much of cooks to start with but suddenly they've begun taking on themselves weird and complex recipes to try and then they put their pictures as well, like here! Look at this masterpiece.
Knock knock!! It's no masterpiece..it looks like crap!

Lame

We so desperately need heroes that we not only make their movies but also create ones from real life who've not done anything heroic whatsoever.
But the need to celebrate and salute has become so strong that we have begun worshipping every thing that comes our way .

entranced

Pandering to the prejudices of masses by acting in caricaturish roles that demean and disrespect your gender and then talking about how you were exploited and the need to earn money had you doing such idiotic roles is no excuse to suddenly gain respect this pride month!
You added to the prejudices and now you're playing victim.
Grow a spine!!

-/)(

Ain't always 'for' and 'against' sometimes its 'with' and that perhaps works best for me.
And you?

so here it is today

I sat down to type out some thoughts but an annoyance keeps fingering me add to that woe's of this machine which is slow and nonchalant and doesn't much care for my feelings.
This alien keyboard clacks a lot more than it usually should and I don't like it along with a whole lot of other things that not only clack but jar my mental moments and my vibe is annoyingly bothered.

Right then.
Some drawing it shall be.
Perhaps a skull that I'd like to etch out with some fineliners before experimenting with some acrylic. Perhaps I'll totally ruin it or maybe just put it out as a failed experiment but I will do something and report.

The most successful inkblot art piece I have done is definitely the blue coloured one, you know what I'm talking of.

Up and at it, as they say!!

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The first rule of getting high is when questioned if you're high always say NO!

Morning ramblings

Another morning in pandemic city and My movements are restricted and there are times when I feel like maybe I should go out and about and be places but then again I simply do not want to.
Looking by how things are going what with unlock 1 and surging cases I'm beginning to wonder at the thinly veiled fallacies of our race and hoping that we all make it through alright.
Of course, it's not going to be all of us. Some will turn to dust but then that's an eventuality either ways, just the acceleration wasn't expected this way.

Right then.
I'm exercising as much caution and control as I can on the elderly in my house though there ain't much in the way of listening.

Sunday morning and I sit in my room, light morning cool breeze filters through windows and calms me along with some classics flute that emanates from a small speaker adding to the serenity of it all.
The weather looks like it might get warm soon but looking at how it's been changing these last few days perhaps there's a short bout of rain not too far away.

Agenda includes trying to motivate myself to get back into the thick of things.
What is wrong with me that I do not feel much like writing nor reading?
Something is up for sure.
Maybe just a phase, maybe I don't get enough time with myself or maybe it's just something I'm going through.

Hoping to start a new drawing at least the skeletal part of it but then I'm also watching a very binge worthy series.
Life isn't easy I tell you.

Pic

I will kill

A gorgeous morning such as this wet and cool and lovely deserves its own moment to enjoy, to soak in the beautiful temperature change, one that deserves a vat full of tea sipped slowly while staring at the gorgeous rains streak across skies and soil..alas! My morning as beautiful as they are have me keeping myself Restricted indoors because of a bevy of neighbouring kids who thinks it's alright to besmirch our beautiful porch with their presence and create a ruckus of such magnitude that sitting out alone leisurely to behold in rising mist and pleasant breeze is an abominable task not least because I want to be alone and not surrounded by half a dozen kids who do nothing save scream.
I rather prefer the company of animals to children.
So now I'm here in my room, soaking the same scene through windows and Hoping for a moment when I could replicate this mood sometime again today.

It’s cool it’s nice

A gorgeous morning this to wake up after weeks of harsh sunlight I welcome the dull glow of overcast clouds filtering warm solstice breeze to a more pleasant if not cool wind, thinly woven with rare threads of wet mud scent, indicating perhaps a change in season.
This might be a precursor and maybe it will soon begin to get warm, but until such time that it doesn't I would like to feel this warm pleasant fresh air bathing me this morning.
As I sit in my room, on my chair, my legs propped up on the bed, with a medley of Shivkumar Sharma's santoor and Pandit Hariprasad Chaurasai's flute I feel relaxed and prepped for today.
I wish I could be happier, but in light of present circumstances with growing cases of this virus, cheerfulness eludes me.
I'm worried for everything but I try not to think of it all.

To the weather then.
This beautiful changed moment that had me yearning for almost a month had better stay a while.

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How does one forgive if they can't forget?

Why does my memory bring out the worst, it churns everything bringing forth to the top a thick sludge of bitter thoughts.

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