The Request (8 April 2013)

Strange this request for an expression of affection

An affection so effortless one need not express

Feelings of tugging at heart strings, hastening of breath

Hurried fluttered steps drawing me closer to you, you to me

Perplexed by this surreal expression of affection

An affection ostensibly complex in its simple complication

Un-abashed, unapologetic of a tryst between paramour, protracted to something deeper

Strange this request for an expression of this physical, mental and emotional quagmire

The Eskimo Bought the Ice

Everything in this interesting saga called life happens for a reason, even when the reason escapes our comprehension in our finite wisdom - trust, or have "faith" rather that what dumbfounds you has a purpose. As to whether you will ever understand these occurrences, or better yet learn from them is an entirely different conversation. When all else fails, when there is no one left around you, there is always you. Everything revolves around you!

Guest Who!

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Closet space

Sitting in the silence of black
claustrophobic with emotions
the years roll down my cheeks
lukewarm with sentiment
nostalgic for feelings,
that are slowly, withering away

I think, therefore, I am...

I had an existential discussion with my subconscious in the little hours of the morning pondering the beginning and the end of existence of nothing. Needless to say such profound contemplation of a concept so abstract can reek havoc on ability to engage meaningfully in rapid eye movement. This perpetual thought on the hamster wheel of my mind went on for what seemed like days in my cerebellum rendering me paralyzed  by thought - over-thinking.  

It seemed in my finite wisdom in the relative hours of the dead of night, I attempted to unravel the mystery of life, the purpose for existence, the why and how are we here. To be quite honest, I'm not sure that I ever zoomed in on the thought of why am I here, but everything seemed grander and more important at the time - this random firing of signals in my brain, hell-bent on transforming me to an unwilling creature of the night. Sadly, I did not find the answers, I wasted precious time and missed out on the opportunity to explore with the parallel universe in the recesses of my subconscious, and as dawn broke I felt the weight of my eyelids become unbearable, my limbs become numb and my mind become quiet - as I drifted, my parting thought to my weary mind was - you fucking soucouyon....

Something queer

Intuition, defined as the act, or faculty of knowing or sensing without the use of rational processes; a sense of something not evident or deducible. 

It's that gut feeling you get about something, but you just don't know what, it just remains shrouded in mystery. You feel it, but you can't put your finger on it, can't explain it - to the point where you think possibly it's all in your head. Something is wrong in my world; I just don't know what, but I can't shake the feeling.

Live and let Live!

I really need to learn to be more accepting of people's view points, opinions, which differ from mine. I accept that the world comprises different people, people with varying ideologies, at it is those difference that make human beings the wonderful creatures they are, but it baffles me at times the thinking of people, it especially baffles me as to how judgmental we can be as human beings. I say we, because I do not exclude myself from one of those who pass judgement on my fellow humans actions - I try hard to not judge, especially not knowing the circumstances which birthed the situation, and being cognizant that everyone's journey in life is not intended to be the same. 

But it really rubs me wrong when persons jump on their moral high horses and look down at people, it bothers me more when they too are less than pristine in moral virtue. I suppose by that assumption, every wrong doing should be overlooked because we too have err, no, that is not what I'm saying. Admittedly, there are some actions which are more morally reprehensible than others, and these should be frowned upon, but then there are those we need not pull out our rod of judgement for, or at the very least take time to consider all the facts - beyond that we need to learn to accept that the only life we have control over is our own, at let people live their lives as they please once they are not breaking the law or causing harm to anyone else. Live and let Live!