Sometimes all you want to do is escape to a place where you do not exist - void of frustration, unhappiness, confrontation, emotional warfare.
A place where life does not haunt you, where you are totally free, your mind and heart at peace
At times the struggle between what we desire and what we are ascribed takes its toll on your soul
Gnawing at your mind, eating away slowly at your very essence
We were not meant to be like this - we were not meant to trod this road, treading precariously through the hidden landmines
Being human is undoubtedly fraught with complications that we are often ill-equipped to handle
Often it feels like being out in a desert - baron, aimless and clueless on the way out
Seemingly, the only way out, the only reprieve, lies in the abyss of dust and dirt
I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Monday, August 17, 2015
Sycophants
I need to escape the tedium of the monotonous sounds of familiar voices, the repetitive cacophony of problems and a dearth of solutions
Practice does make perfect the inability to resolve perennial conundrums
The repetition of over used idioms and adages, nothing more that fillers to dull the senses to be more receptive to fluff
The sound of voices of the many ostensibly brilliant minds jockeying for favor in a battle of sound bits - who sounds moderately more intelligent
The idiom spinning top in mud comes to mind every time these luminaries gather at the round table, a virtual kaleidoscope of illusions proffered by the collective disingenuous hoard
Minds pregnant with ideas unworthy of utterance, desperately in need of a mid-wife to birth them or a butcher to extricate them
God damn sycophants, scared of their own truth, they are unworthy to hold a seat of leadship
Practice does make perfect the inability to resolve perennial conundrums
The repetition of over used idioms and adages, nothing more that fillers to dull the senses to be more receptive to fluff
The sound of voices of the many ostensibly brilliant minds jockeying for favor in a battle of sound bits - who sounds moderately more intelligent
The idiom spinning top in mud comes to mind every time these luminaries gather at the round table, a virtual kaleidoscope of illusions proffered by the collective disingenuous hoard
Minds pregnant with ideas unworthy of utterance, desperately in need of a mid-wife to birth them or a butcher to extricate them
God damn sycophants, scared of their own truth, they are unworthy to hold a seat of leadship
Monday, August 3, 2015
ACCA!!!
At last the moment arrived, in the most unexpected and un-glamorous fashion, but it arrived all the same. The end of this leg of what seemed to be a never ending journey, fraught with disappointment, angst, depression, jubilation, relief - quite an emotional roller coaster; but finally it has come to it's timely end.
It is seemingly coincidental and ironic that on the two occasions when I felt like throwing in the towel on this journey, I was simultaneously going through a tumultuous time in my personal life - the news came as a ray of light in the darkness.
Everything in its own time. This leg of the journey of my life has taught me much about myself and my character; most notable is my persistence, that never give up, get beaten down and get back up dust your self off and try again. I didn't think I could have been beaten down so many times and keep getting back up - if there is one thing this taught me is that I am stronger than I think.
I am thankful for the people who stood by my side during this part of my life, who never gave up on me, who had faith in my ability even when I had none in myself.
Now let the rest of my journey continue, with the knowledge that I can accomplish anything I set my mind to.
It is seemingly coincidental and ironic that on the two occasions when I felt like throwing in the towel on this journey, I was simultaneously going through a tumultuous time in my personal life - the news came as a ray of light in the darkness.
Everything in its own time. This leg of the journey of my life has taught me much about myself and my character; most notable is my persistence, that never give up, get beaten down and get back up dust your self off and try again. I didn't think I could have been beaten down so many times and keep getting back up - if there is one thing this taught me is that I am stronger than I think.
I am thankful for the people who stood by my side during this part of my life, who never gave up on me, who had faith in my ability even when I had none in myself.
Now let the rest of my journey continue, with the knowledge that I can accomplish anything I set my mind to.
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