A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..

In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..

These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.

They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.


June 08, 2007

My face fell the other day and hit the pavement along with the rest of my body. OUCH!

So then I picked myself up, looked around, quite embarassed... and walked on, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in my left ankle. Again. Damn.


I went home with my leg aching, and sore throat, and the next day I got myself a job.

Nothing fancy, though, but still, a job.

And this is how life goes on... mundane, moral and misogynistic.

I used to call my friends up and they used to tell me that nothing much went on in their lives.... what about me? And me being the one leading the "exciting" life, told them all how weird it was to look outside the window and see the clouds make patterns or something equally normal into something supernatural, out-of-this-place, just to tell them that life is not all about looking at a thing from the angle of a practical, dead vision............. expand your mind, free it, and the rest will follow.

I sound Osho.

But thats it. You have to let go, and see how wonderous this world is... I can fall for it over and over and over again, and realize the beauty of it, and the ugliness, and it fills me up with pleasure to know that I can perhaps tell others and they can convey it to others, and maybe I will be able to spread the message.

And at the moment of enlightening, the sky darkens, and the wind blows, and the earth goes Kaplooweeey.... and thats that.

End of the story, people, move along now.

6 comments:

Arse Poetica said...

The weather is fantastic, I think the world prolly revolves around one shaar shotto and that is weather.
Weather makes the world(wondrous or otherwise).

panu said...

yes it does.

and sometimes its history.

Lost Poet said...

What i say is that I say it somewhat similarly. There is a danger to this vision but it is so very beautiful, at the cost of reality.

Wonder where I left my feet on the ground :-P, but they are there, i can tell from the moist earth that I feel.

Keep it up!

panu said...

yah yah i shall....

you be happy too.

Srin said...

Yeaahh. Free your mind and your ass will follow. A friend says, ie.

panu said...

exactly. and this ass is going back to work.