I am afraid of the sea, always have been. I am afraid of the vastness and the darkness beneath. Yet i am always drawn to it. Much like a lot of our feelings. The feeling of starting over but always afraid of the plausible flaw of the cogs running backwards in the machinery of our … Continue reading I’ll Sea You There
Hippie: “What does this term ‘Hippie’ even mean? I hate that word and everything that it stands for. Hippie- like i am the square among the rounds.” Wind: “So you dont like dressing up like a hobo and completely detest complying to the norms of capitalists and the rule-makers? And do you also dislike losing … Continue reading The Hippie Invasion
There once was this damsel, not quite in distress but grumpy nonetheless. Reaping the harvests of man’s illusions and learnings. She was not a person i’d say, but a colorful manifestation, a spirit if you will, of our everyday hopes and dilemmas. She was made up of fibers from the fabrics of nihilistic struggle, deeper … Continue reading Timeless Reaper In Burgundy
This one’s hard to weave in words. It is as if i am outsourcing this blog to my inner consciousness tangled in ‘D’ for dilemma, ‘D’ for delusion. So here i am, after almost 9 months since i posted last. The time it takes for a zygote to come surging out of a woman in … Continue reading Spirit Architectural Disorder (Fashionably told)
The Burbak Gypsy 