Biological clock...

Our days seemed to have only become stranger as they unfurled,

The very foundation has revealed its vulnerable side,

Weakened by the bounds of a numbers greatest myth,

War torn for the battle of prosperity...

The behavioral analysis of a deceptive mind has become to a halt,

The fundamental serpent of mockery is now immune to disgust,

Repulsive only to the rigid mortals, 

As they now accept humanities greatest tragedy...

The frail old mind of a mortal is weaker, 

Imbibed all the wisdom, 

Wisdom, an apparently faithful friend of a lifetime,

Just to lose it all to senility... 

The fickle promises of childhood is a struggle to bury, 

As our fertility demands a perfect suitor, 

Which makes way for all those lost dreams,

Reincarnated by the gust of mating season... 

There happened to be a time when youth was a righteous possession, 

As we fiercely enjoyed it and watched it slip away, 

The fertile offspring envisioned dreams which the elders devoured, 

As they taught the young how to become a scavenger of a higher order... 

A skewed perception of time hovered over my head, 

Blissful ignorance let me dream as days turned into years, 

Here's when the prime of my youth turned into an antique, 

Here's when a withered stage of life came to stay till death..

Profinity and the anti-scumbag

I do, I do, I do! I have cheap thrills! Cheap thrills are necessary for all of humankind to have. I'm despicable because of those cheap thrills, my cheap thrills draws me closer to the Zen of supreme indifference, I'm languid because of my cheap thrills! My cheap thrills love the oblivion of my omnipresent siesta, my cheap thrills love being anti social, my cheap thrills love me being a delusional and jealous bird, my cheap thrills want me to be outlandish, my cheap thrills love content nuanced with shock value, my cheap thrills love profanity. You know why I love profanity? Because it's a consistent companion when my words lose their strength. One expression for all the desires, whether it's never ending carnal urges, lust, indifference, displeasure, the unrequited urge to slap some one and so on. An over-exploitation of profanity is indeed disgraced and annoying, but the a clichéd overuse of taboos always is.

Why are we still in touch with the people we should have lost touch with years ago? Technology! Yes, it's a blessing, a left behind legacy of the attained evolution of humankind. But yes, it's true. I'm speaking like an retrograde li'l birdie, but hey! Your grand-mommy don't know no computers! Hah! ( With due respect to all our ancestors! Salute the greats who've seen history in the making! Love ya all!). The point our here is that it feels like your life is like an open platter waiting to be mocked! No wait, there's no point I'm making, it's just angst for the sake of angst which I'll conveniently blame on my teenage hormones. Traveling light seems to be a lost concept, this acceleration seems to have be retarded, we take way too much time to leave behind all the emotional baggage, we take way too much time to block those channels of love ( reciprocated or non-reciprocated ) we should have blocked eons ago, that sleaze we should have raised an objection to, acknowledged that time and this time when life is all about you, you and my little darling, you! (which in a way or in many ways always is ), but then hell with it! Screw it all! Let us all visit hell for one night where the most happening party in this very universe is going to be conducted! Lets burn in the wrath of our own swag! Because swag is cool and so are you! This is the corniest thing I've probably said! The corniness is starting to emerge now, I have no idea why I wrote all this! I better stop! "I better stop", seems to be an appropriate ending for this nugatory post! But I like what I wrote.

Travelin' light, is the only way to fly
Travelin' light, just you and I
One-way ticket to ecstasy
Way on down, follow me
Travelin' light, we can go beyond
Travelin' light, we can catch the wind
Travelin' light, let your mind pretend
We can go to paradise
Maybe once, maybe twice
Travelin' light, is the only way to fly

Yes folks, I will keep posting song lyrics that make this post, it adds all the spice. Hell with all of this! Peace.