strikin....numinous...

"death is a better alternative to fear...
rather than get buggered,butcher them back...."

read this somewhere....
severe,numinous in its own regard.....silently strong...
a new learning for the day

oct 7th

"i like morinings better if they started a lil late.........."

world starts movin so early.....realised today....
woke up early to go to calicut...
man is on the run so early in the mornin....
....shud agree we humans are exemplary beings...

we are happy sayin...."i am still breathin....come whatsoever"...
tats the spirit...
long live the human spirit..................

oct 6th...Marion jONES..........

"reality is elusive.....truth is often something more than an opportunistic weapon"....

Harold Pinter

"Rage rage rage against the dying light"...
Harold Pinter


Marion jones....i remember...the 98 olympics...hopes,dreams ,energy,power,strenth,speed...she ws portent with all tis....

she retired from track events...CAUGHT in a steroid scandal...
there she was cuttin a sorry figure....teary eyed...Marion is gone...
tis is jus a shadow....I make myself believe....

life jus treats you tis way..........
another great fall after Ben....................
Marion ,u will be rememebered................

oct 5th........companion at solitude

i feel solitude is jus a state of mind...
u can feel alone even in a crowd
n feel happy n wanted even when u r on ur own...
so precisely its jus a state of mind....

ryt now am not in the midst of a crowd...
i withdrew from the crowd...
atleast for the time being i think tis is better for me
am alone...
i can feel the emptied alleys of my mental scapes....
jus the muteness of thousand years coagullated there....

but i need to feel good to move forth..
jus to feel am there very much in the game...

OF LIFE N DEATH...

tis day wud be remembered...
death's conquest over life...
life accepting death....

Prof.M.N.Vijayan passed away...he gave up to death....the mentor,the light,the voice,the thought,
the beacon,
the power,the hope...
its gone with him...

but he remains here...
can hear the echos of all that he wanted to teach,
death never won cos he continues to live among us,
very much in the frame....
very much the fuel,
very much the drive....
very much himself,
he won over us n defeated death.....

OCT 2nd.....The day that gave me life n hopes....

i believe minds are forever,
i believe promises are forever,
i keep faith,
i hope at a dreamy level,
infact at a dangerously dreamy level,
i live cos of ma hopes,
i love this life..................


"life didn't teach me anything.probably life is the learning"

Prof .M.N.Vijayan

at my window....

"off late phoenix was flyin swift in ma dreams.

.lappin its wings,the finest of birds..

..the phoenix..

but when i woke up
ther aint any phoenix..
jus the cloudy sky..
alludin all that i called hope.....
music of sighs roaring real loud..
wher do i search the phoenix....
for it has got lost in the wilderness????????


everyday i wait at my window for u my bird..
hopin you would com in a swift move n
peck at the crumbs that is left as ma hope..


i will wait till i becom a gerontologist's guinea..."


POSTED BY THE BLOGGER
WHO IS TERRIBLY LOST IN THE WILD
N IS PARANOID N WHO HS GOT NOTHIN LEFT AS HOPE