Insights of an Entity.

Siting in a pool of water from the night’s rain, she could barely believe her luck. She was clean, well not that it made any difference, she would be wading through mud anytime soon. Before all the mud wading, how about breakfast, she mused. On the side of the forest she lived was a plantation, owned by none, cherished by all. Bamboo was going to be breakfast again, not much difference from lunch and supper, perhaps a little rain to taste. Well the sooner the better, breakfast was better with rain water. She didn’t know how, but it just was, guess it was the ions or the nothingness of its taste. After breakfast, a walk was in order. She didn’t want to play into the joke, that her species were the only vegetarians who got fat. “Fat?” She snorted. What was wrong with being fat? It gave her body more cover, more fur, more thickness. She would never understand or wish to fit in. She was so lost in thought that she came across a long weird looking path. It wasn’t made of sand, dust or...

Based loosely on real events.

Lately I seem to have been under a high amount of stress. Sometimes self-induced and mostly induced by others and as such it has become hard for me to concentrate on what I need and what I have. This is hell, I’m getting myself pushed into way more than I could imagine. Tough decisions don’t come easy, humph funny, of course they don’t. The question on my mind right now and probably yours is wtf I’m I gabbing on about. I generally was not looking out to get into an emotional state of being, I mean heck I was glad with what I was; a cold sentinel being. Minding my own business, but the universe right, it only gives a peek so you forever have that bitter taste in your mouth. The reality hit me as I typed this semi-granny nag, listening to the weirdest playlist ever. I had Rihanna’s stay and diamonds, Nicky Minaj’s bed of lies, Pink’s just give a reason, JohnnySwim. The whole emo/depression bunch, perhaps I should add hotel cabana. Yhp I will add hotel cabana. I owed not only physica...

We sat at the river bed. Hoping to see the ripples as the stone skidded across. Sometimes it hit and run across. Most times it drowned with a gulp and hit the bottom The sky was blue with clouds floating with no intention of running across the sky Gently I wondered how long it would take us to talk. To discuss why we had to met at this spot? This very spot, we discovered how we feel The spot we came to celebrate and cry over our achievements and disappointments ‘So this is difficult for me to say but I think I should say it and get it over with’ ‘Ok’. Feeling like I was going to blow. It was hard enough finding someone like me. Was this a breakup? We met at church, funny right because I am not the most religious person plus people judge in churches buh I went and just a simple hello and we clicked. Talking on relationships, which we both felt was a big fuss cuz what the bible was asking and what we later on engaged in was ……… There wasn’t a moment we didn’t tal...

Art work : http://www.kellyreemtsen.com/ As he run round that odd looking corner. He decided to turn up the music.. Slaughter House was playing... Rescue me featuring Skylar Grey... He related to each line. Damn he had reached that point in life where a man feels like nothing matters anymore... Love was lost, Job busted, Family a disgrace... He was never one who aimed for success but he had hoped all would get better.. He neither believed nor understood fate nor God, yet sometimes he closed his eyes and whispered a prayer. If it could be called that... He fell not because he was a weak man but he was broken, he could no longer go on for fuck it who would miss him if he is gone... Perhaps he had suicidal tendencies but he rarely exhibited it and he wasn't that brave enough... So he rose up and run around the corner which felt like a circle in a tight square but he still run. He could hear his heart pounding in accord with the high bass song pumping thro...

Today I was asked why i believed that we are bound to fault , regardless of how good God is. Today i was asked why i dedicated a piece title to Lucifer. Today i got to understand the basis of Skepticism even if people deny it themselves. They say skepticism is pathetic and close to blasphemy. SO THIS IS A DISCLAIMER; I AM IN NO WAY PROPOUNDING ANY RELIGIOUS VIEWS OR SENTIMENTS. God and Lucifer will continue to be who and or what they are. This is just a physical manifestation of human thoughts. The biggest question that was raised today was who is at fault for the concept of sin. According to the bible and numerous religious documents,God is an entity of purity made angels and created man. Angels were or are said to be devoid of emotion and freewill. Man however is blessed with emotions and freewill. As to whether man had it before or after eating the forbidden fruit is a question for another day. Lucifer as most people know was an angel, leader of the he...

photocredit: @summit_art  As i stare at the blank white page. my mind goes into shock for i really don't know what to write. Perhaps i'm not as good as I've been made to believe. After all a writer is a talker of words but on paper. this might or may not be about me but really who cares. Sometimes words flow not so quite subtle but society is collapsing. Funny how that keeps ringing into my ears. i feel its somehow a key factor of my writers block. Under estimating my own self iI lose hope even before i start. so now lets begin SOCIETY IS COLLAPSING.... So i write this with a pile of dishes waiting on me for no matter how big, i believe i am : family always reminds you of ya place.I am  not a social advocate of any sort. most times i see myself as a chaos theorist if there is such a thing. for after all there must be a little bad for good to happen. the balance of life ; Ying, Yang. However i would daresay that maybe its become a bit m...