Collective Suicide Bombing

Anger. Resentment. Greed. Hatred. Frustration. Helplessness. Ego.
All of the above and other of their ilk survive only within our bodies. The more we feed them, the more they grow. Fantastic breeding grounds we make.

But the moment we choose to spit them out of our systems, they perish. As if the very touch of air strangles them. That's because the world, as it started and is in essence, doesn't want them. The expanse of the world outside of our bodies and minds, doesn't allow those environments to ferment which can serve as their habitats. Nature understands, they must not be alive.

Look around you, nature abounds in forms so myriad that the sheer magnitude could defeat our puny existence. Each entity glows with a natural sheen, which bubbles forth with perennial energy. When does this wither? In our company. Each one of us, a suicide bomber. And when we come together, catastrophe.
We have begun to teem with such caustic negativity, that even the potent, eternal vibrancy that is inherent in our very existence and everything around us, is wilting now.

Turn inside, the world within knows it too. Yet these scorned energies continue to enjoy a parasitic relationship with almost each one of us. Yet they grow. Yet we're eaten up.
Are we really that weak?

A lullaby which talks about things not so lullaby-ish, that's the song for tonight. 'No surprises' by Radiohead.


A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal

You look so tired and unhappy
Bring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for us
I'll take a quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxide

No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent, silent

This is my final fit, my final bellyache with

No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please

Such a pretty house, such a pretty garden

No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)
No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)
No alarms and no surprises please (let me out of here)...

~ Shards ~

Shards shall be a compilation of words that went astray, poems and thoughts which went unfinished like uncut diamonds, like the lonely leaf which flies away from its tree, like the beads bounding away from a broken pearl necklace, like the Shards of glass; each glistening and complete in its own imperfect beauty.

I've met her at dusk

and seen her at dawn,

she reveals, but

only to those who consider her own.

- Sumit Narang

She whispers the words to the winds,
and the sands repeat the same.
But it's all a despairing vastness to 'em
and the melody remains unsung, plain.
- yours truly


The human cacophony weaves through my quiescence, plummets me into the pit of conscious and suddenly, i flow free; anywhere.
- me again

If only..

The air carries the sweetness,
if only we would taste it.

The clouds shower all the meanings,
if only we would understand 'em.

The sun caresses us with energy,
if only we would feel it.

The river carries us forward,
if only we would let go.

The fire leaves only the purest behind,
if only we would melt.

The soil takes it all and gives back good,
if only we would value it.

They know it all, they show it all
if only we would be here.

Today's song is from the movie Into the wild. A song which pushes me to take another step everytime i think i'm done walking. Please put your hands together for 'Rise' in the bewitching voice of Eddie Vedder.


Such is the way of the world
You can never know
Just where to put all your faith
And how will it grow

Gonna rise up
Burning black holes in dark memories
Gonna rise up
Turning mistakes into gold

Such is the passage of time
Too fast to fold
Suddenly swallowed by signs
Low and behold

Gonna rise up
Find my direction magnetically
Gonna rise up
Throw down my ace in the hole...