An Ode to Nothing
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An Ode to Nothing
4y ago
I was to sell my soul
And gather every penny intact
Of what I once perceived irredeemable
Was now in sale for the meek and mighty alike
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I was to bow down to the world’s whim
As fickle and unforgiving it may seem
Disguised as a tempestuous mistress of mine
Demanding every ounce of passion
Which she frankly did not deserve
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I was to. Yes, I was to.
But that little faultless voice
Buried under the heap of insurmountable silence
The silence and numbness which only comes out of a liar’s conscience
Interfered and interfered good
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Now neither exists the fruit of the whim that was promised nor the ..read more
An Ode to Nothing
4y ago
I: ZEN PENCILS VOL 1: CARTOON FROM INSPIRATIONAL FOLKS
Out of all its forms, inspiration for me is really about connecting with something or someone.
While all our attachments with things can make our lives messy, CONNECTION with human beings is what we long for…
Sometimes consciously….
Sometimes Unconsciously(much more).
This is a Comic Book. No Really!
But its sketched out while rooting the comics into the timeless wisdom of the Masters that have been, in this small pocket of existence of Humanity.
Its really not possible for you to not get welled up and moved by an ..read more
An Ode to Nothing
4y ago
I hang here behest, Hanging unsolicited, Contained in the modesty, Of my love for you.
I might be one of the fruits, Of your labor in the world outside, But for me my most fruitful song, Which in turn contains my world, Is the one that is nothing, But a sliding dust under your foot, Lying there hopeless in the pursuit of touching you.
And surrounding me here are the Grills, Of the cage of your holy Concern, Which is nothing but a Weed, A disguised outgrowth of the Love, That is all pervading and all embracing, The purest commune between our differences, That manages to transcend my lowly ..read more
An Ode to Nothing
4y ago
In this alien Spanish town,
Beyond the seas and land’s frown,
Might is upfront but the will is down,
No wonder that the sky has worn nature’s gown.
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As the sun rises upside down,
And the two hoopoes wheezes,
As the wind in their courtship rituals teases,
And as the drive of the air Breezes,
Is when the creative longing,
That they contain wholly Sneezes.
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And so as my table leases,
The Glass is empty but I haven’t finished my Wine,
As more of my Amigos desperately line and dine,
Should I part or further my own shine,
I am a ..read more
An Ode to Nothing
4y ago
The solitary crow Sings as if it’s his first ever
Spraying his being upon the mere mortals out there
Unaware of their own thirst for the Art that he is
But never complaining is he really
As if it’s for the Singing itself that he ever began to offer his pristine soul
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Day in and Day out he Sings in and out
But it’s never for the routine’s sake that he ever broke the dawn
And bestowed upon the mindless crowd the legacy of his symphonies
Who gives a damn if their boredom or rebukes aren’t the praises that he strongly intended for
At least it’s a clear signal that they’ve listened
Which in itself ..read more
An Ode to Nothing
5y ago
Dear you,
I LOST MY MIND! There there! No one can accuse me of hiding it. Yes its out there now. In the open skies and the open blues.
Never thought that I would be this way, and then reveal it in such a way. You know the way we say ‘Hello there !’ or ‘Its a good weather today.’
Like when in the cusp of a tea and a cigarette, someone naturally starts to expound the sermons of his life, The fruit of which was getting dry and Juicing it suddenly became more than just necessary.
I LOST MY MIND.
Yes, now they ..read more
An Ode to Nothing
5y ago
Hope is not a feeling, a Happening or a way.
Rather it is the first ray of that light which surrounds us,
Arising to forever enlighten our Reality.
It is that sweet breeze,
Which is everflowing and evertouching you in it’s own mysterious ways.
In the clenched fists of circumstance
In between the Sky of the unknown
And the ground of reality,
Floats the bird !
That symbolizes purity and Right Action.
Spotting the nearest action you can
Engulf yourself into that breeze! That light!
And be that bird,
Which flies everyday carrying the same hope ..read more
An Ode to Nothing
5y ago
Just make it better. Better than what it should be. Better than what it must be. Better than what, IT IS.
Why in the world should you dare to make it better?
Why would you do that ? Why it’s not supposed to be the way it is now? The way it was ‘destined’ to be? Being exactly the way it is now, why would you suck the essence out of it and totally doom the innocence that was its Guardian all along?
It’s because YOU’RE better than it. Better than what it can be. Better than what it Should, Must and of course, better than what it is.
It’s why you are here. Defying all the conspiracies that Nature ..read more
An Ode to Nothing
5y ago
To attain the depth akin to the oceans,
Digging as deep
And diving as deep as it becomes,
To a point where the act of attaining becomes second nature,
First being the will of my Lord.
To Dream of the Ultimate,
In ways through which I don’t ever chase,
Anything that the heart truly desires,
Beholding then to the ways ,
Which made the Dreaming worthwhile,
At the very first place.
To expand all the Horizons,
Which are there to exist,
Going beyond the beyond,
I know now in my Bliss,
That of ignorance;
Something which shall no longer be some f ..read more
An Ode to Nothing
5y ago
The overarching theme of this little blog here is just this:
It better be nothing or it ain’t worth my life.
So, why this obsession with this no-thingness?
Let us now roll with the truth here, starting now!
What really is Something? Umm… I saw a thing and called it
Something. Why did you call it that? Because it was a thing, creepy guy and
there was some of it, that’s why! So then quantity decides whether it’s
some-thing or some-more-thing? Yeah sorta.
What if there is a
thing whose quantity wasn’t measured and was for you immeasurable only because
you couldn’t spot where it ..read more