I look up today at the sky,
And all the mishaps just pass me by..
Nothing can change the possibilities in today
The day is mine in ever possible way
I can only imagine the thoughts that you think
that i believe i am in them all, even passingly as a blink
but what you write, is so beautiful it makes me smile
i'll sponsor you forever, all the while.
Now i know you may never read this, but i have to put it out
Can't you read in between the lines, sweet dreams - subtlety is more beautiful than the shout
that we may never be, i know that might be true
but how can one let it go... when it feels so right, it feels so you
Now we can renounce the world.. and burn it to create our bubble
We can deal with all - the hurt and the trouble
but how do i say this, when you will not come clean
as i patiently wait, and observe the scene.
As an ode i dedicate, to you this mystery
all you should know - is that there is even a trusy amongst gypsies.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Feel your education
Today is an emotional day for me. One of those where tears stream down your face not because of fear, but because of sheer ecstasy.
I'm gonna spin all round till i come to the point here. So bear with me.
A staunch believer in education, i've always thought it's higher purpose is to set one free. That one has to learn to unlearn. One has to be conditioned, to know what it's like to break though the mould and generate new ideas, invent and create.
But the journey is not as cut and dry. In between the books, the exposure and the will to become something in life, we often lose out on the one of the most important subjects of education. Emotional training of the psyche.
I'm not talking about love or friendship. I'm talking about dealing with your emotions regarding self discovery, about self loathing when you make a mistake. about the guilt when you fail or the pride of success.Everyone keeps talking about monitoring your thoughts and learning to control your mind, anyone thought about learning to deal with the emotion that controls it?
Unlike the cliched association of emotions to the heart, it is my belief that they control the brain. the common perception is that emotion is to do with feelings. and that feelings are, well, what you associate with people etc etc. But what about the feeling of intelligence? of self-assurance? of creativity? Aren't they functions of the mind? your common math problem? then why the dissociation with the emotion of it?
I am a very emotional person myself. Now ppl usually interpret this in 2 days. The first common assumption is that my emotions pretty much rule me and that i do everything as a consequence of them. Well, let me tell you, that assumption is a 100 percent true. Pretty much what i do.
Now the interpretations - 1> that emotional people cry about everything all the time. 2> This person is so brave, he is emotional. But i differ from both, i want to introduce, here , a third dimention. That my emotions are my the catalyst to my intelligence. that emotions are the currents that run the brain, are the grey matter. For me, i do things that feel right. and that is how i have achieved whatever little success in my life, by it feeling right.
Hence, i can FEEL my education, FEEL my job and FEEL my higher calling. And i do hope, that here on, if you do read this, that you aspire for such education that let's you feel.
I'm gonna spin all round till i come to the point here. So bear with me.
A staunch believer in education, i've always thought it's higher purpose is to set one free. That one has to learn to unlearn. One has to be conditioned, to know what it's like to break though the mould and generate new ideas, invent and create.
But the journey is not as cut and dry. In between the books, the exposure and the will to become something in life, we often lose out on the one of the most important subjects of education. Emotional training of the psyche.
I'm not talking about love or friendship. I'm talking about dealing with your emotions regarding self discovery, about self loathing when you make a mistake. about the guilt when you fail or the pride of success.Everyone keeps talking about monitoring your thoughts and learning to control your mind, anyone thought about learning to deal with the emotion that controls it?
Unlike the cliched association of emotions to the heart, it is my belief that they control the brain. the common perception is that emotion is to do with feelings. and that feelings are, well, what you associate with people etc etc. But what about the feeling of intelligence? of self-assurance? of creativity? Aren't they functions of the mind? your common math problem? then why the dissociation with the emotion of it?
I am a very emotional person myself. Now ppl usually interpret this in 2 days. The first common assumption is that my emotions pretty much rule me and that i do everything as a consequence of them. Well, let me tell you, that assumption is a 100 percent true. Pretty much what i do.
Now the interpretations - 1> that emotional people cry about everything all the time. 2> This person is so brave, he is emotional. But i differ from both, i want to introduce, here , a third dimention. That my emotions are my the catalyst to my intelligence. that emotions are the currents that run the brain, are the grey matter. For me, i do things that feel right. and that is how i have achieved whatever little success in my life, by it feeling right.
Hence, i can FEEL my education, FEEL my job and FEEL my higher calling. And i do hope, that here on, if you do read this, that you aspire for such education that let's you feel.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Tease
Oh my beloved, can’t you see
Your slender brown curves so entice me
You smile at me with that golden look
One whiff, and you know I’m hooked!
Why do you stay so far away?
For my love, you should always be closer to my heart
What devil would keep you astray?
For our eternal Union has been inevitable from the start
I want you, I need you, come get me now
I’ve got to get my hands on you some way, somehow
Don’t want take it any longer, don’t treat me like this..
My shrewberry biscuit, my shrewberry biscuit.
Your slender brown curves so entice me
You smile at me with that golden look
One whiff, and you know I’m hooked!
Why do you stay so far away?
For my love, you should always be closer to my heart
What devil would keep you astray?
For our eternal Union has been inevitable from the start
I want you, I need you, come get me now
I’ve got to get my hands on you some way, somehow
Don’t want take it any longer, don’t treat me like this..
My shrewberry biscuit, my shrewberry biscuit.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
The beginning and the end
Alit with this new thrill,
a rush to my head intoxicates my senses
swallows me whole, till i am born free.
there is so much to be ashamed of, so much to regret
but it's all forgotten, to just live a little
they say this happens when u find yourself,
Me? i think i just lost myself to me
and don't want to be found. don't want to be found.
the muddy path has soiled my feet
but its earthen fragrance is what still keeps me alive.
I am here now, in this moment, as i speak
and grey fades into a new summer for tomorrow
and burns away the gloom to let it in.
To let in the beauty that i have found
this lost treasure of invaluable measure.
Now how does one not smile at his own fate?
at his self created destiny?
maybe were all meant to just find ourselves.
and love ends with you. Just as it began.
a rush to my head intoxicates my senses
swallows me whole, till i am born free.
there is so much to be ashamed of, so much to regret
but it's all forgotten, to just live a little
they say this happens when u find yourself,
Me? i think i just lost myself to me
and don't want to be found. don't want to be found.
the muddy path has soiled my feet
but its earthen fragrance is what still keeps me alive.
I am here now, in this moment, as i speak
and grey fades into a new summer for tomorrow
and burns away the gloom to let it in.
To let in the beauty that i have found
this lost treasure of invaluable measure.
Now how does one not smile at his own fate?
at his self created destiny?
maybe were all meant to just find ourselves.
and love ends with you. Just as it began.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
The heartbreak kid
The heart beats but i hear no rhythm,
The sun shines without any joy.
I walk away by his thoughts a smitten,
i know they were not ramblings of a little boy.
So why does it still ache to see,
To adhere to the rules of this worldly abode?
My head has completed the transaction..
The heart still keeps expecting more
Oh God, don't do this to any layman,
for he may be tempted to lose his faith.
As for me, i walk without a sound,
To accept what, in the name of glory, my future awaits...
The sun shines without any joy.
I walk away by his thoughts a smitten,
i know they were not ramblings of a little boy.
So why does it still ache to see,
To adhere to the rules of this worldly abode?
My head has completed the transaction..
The heart still keeps expecting more
Oh God, don't do this to any layman,
for he may be tempted to lose his faith.
As for me, i walk without a sound,
To accept what, in the name of glory, my future awaits...
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
the name game
I open my mouth to talk, but can only mime
Turbulent weather clouds my time
As i await the touch of that golden feather
That spark of light, moments beckon me hither
It seems that the world is a rush, and the only thing real is a smile
A kind word said, or a compliment remembered force me to rest from the roller-coaster for a while.
Then a question bubbles it's ugly head..
the answer i know not, nor do i dread
when all dreams imagined turn you foe, and you feel left behind..
How do i word the bliss of existence, when the very failure is a high?
A drop of sweat upon the brow, and a lightening thought about tomorrow
can bring fear or ecstasy, whichever you can borrow
but pay the price as you will, the pay off still stands
it all comes down to barter, an eye for an eye, a hand for a hand
But who said that crazyness ain't an aphrodisiac for pain
it lets you be you whilst let others believe you're insane
and let's me hide behind my own skin
the feelings i would never bring to brim
that feeling of love, or anger or shame
all i'm proud of, though i might not name
so how do i word myself a loss or success
For each be a lesson i need to address?
Turbulent weather clouds my time
As i await the touch of that golden feather
That spark of light, moments beckon me hither
It seems that the world is a rush, and the only thing real is a smile
A kind word said, or a compliment remembered force me to rest from the roller-coaster for a while.
Then a question bubbles it's ugly head..
the answer i know not, nor do i dread
when all dreams imagined turn you foe, and you feel left behind..
How do i word the bliss of existence, when the very failure is a high?
A drop of sweat upon the brow, and a lightening thought about tomorrow
can bring fear or ecstasy, whichever you can borrow
but pay the price as you will, the pay off still stands
it all comes down to barter, an eye for an eye, a hand for a hand
But who said that crazyness ain't an aphrodisiac for pain
it lets you be you whilst let others believe you're insane
and let's me hide behind my own skin
the feelings i would never bring to brim
that feeling of love, or anger or shame
all i'm proud of, though i might not name
so how do i word myself a loss or success
For each be a lesson i need to address?
Monday, June 14, 2010
Happiness, more of less, is just my state of mind
In love with this absolutely maddingly flipping track - let me warn you - you may not enjoy the tune - but you will assuredly love the lyrics. It's called 'Lucky Man' by the 'The Verve.'
Uptill now, i was filled with notions about loving sumthing or sumone. It's so easy to relate to a set societal view rather then veering into the so called 'unknown.' But it really is just a state of mind - a sense of freedom from your own boundaries. - Of risking the confines of your own limitations in an attempt to reach out to an intellectual version of you you thought never existed.
And in my entire quest to be a rebel from regular traditions and norms, i forgot that i am destroying everything i have loved the most - aka me.
So my new love, now, is me. and this love is not the destructive kind, but the self-romancing let's get on with it kinda love. ZTry it. It's difficult, but fun.
Ps. if interested:
lyrics: http://www.lyricsdomain.com/20/the_verve/lucky_man.html
song: http://www.live4ever.org/VERVE_WiganUK/the%20verve%20-%20live%20wigan,uk%20-%205-24-98%20-%20%2809%29%20-%20lucky%20man.mp3
Uptill now, i was filled with notions about loving sumthing or sumone. It's so easy to relate to a set societal view rather then veering into the so called 'unknown.' But it really is just a state of mind - a sense of freedom from your own boundaries. - Of risking the confines of your own limitations in an attempt to reach out to an intellectual version of you you thought never existed.
And in my entire quest to be a rebel from regular traditions and norms, i forgot that i am destroying everything i have loved the most - aka me.
So my new love, now, is me. and this love is not the destructive kind, but the self-romancing let's get on with it kinda love. ZTry it. It's difficult, but fun.
Ps. if interested:
lyrics: http://www.lyricsdomain.com/20/the_verve/lucky_man.html
song: http://www.live4ever.org/VERVE_WiganUK/the%20verve%20-%20live%20wigan,uk%20-%205-24-98%20-%20%2809%29%20-%20lucky%20man.mp3
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