Encounter with death

Life and death are two rooms....we walk pass through the corridor of life just to reach death...but beneath us lies other doors which are kept open just like knives underneath our throats.
Battling with waves.....feeling that you have no body parts..watching people smile while you're drowning....minutes back death dragged me like a dad who would take his new projeny with the swipe of the arms...it became useless to struggle...as I watched my bag on the beach and imagined the cries of my lovely mother when my corpse or what would remain of it would be brought back home.Physical forts were useless...rendering me weaker....only the voice telling me...soon we'll be one....no ones escapes it...just let go..seven times did salt water become my new beverage...but still i managed to get on my back after various sos to a nearby swimmer...no one moved....i stayed as such for about 35minutes..
Death is a vampire who is sucking each one's blood as days elapse...sometimes the rubber band is pulled harder and it nears breaking.He smiles when he sees life fade...helplessly...
for the sea where i swam was the graveyard of countless tormented souls who liberated life out of its temporary shell.

Art liberates

Art can be expressed in various forms...but sometimes its unvoluntary...just like a sudden envy to sing or dance to a tune...wanting to draw even if one is not yet that skilled...tryouts become habits....then hobbies...then passion...just as being born ...learning to communicate...learn...unlearn..relearn...

Beyond reason

Not everything can be explained.While some would laugh on reading these lines or past ones...With only words your happiness can be drained instantaneously....so I ask you...Have you ever cast a sight at yourself....not physically...but internally? Do you await instances to break the boredom in your life by assuming you're more intelligent than the one who wrote this,and by laughing at what you feel is stupid? If so,then you won't find any answers here,nothing that can change your life or render you happier.....Happiness isn't in things....its just a state...just like hunger and thirst...try not to be a vampire of a human eclipse...cos not all flowers bloom at night and not all riddles have an answer.Some lead to others,and some mantras need only to be read in order to manifest themselves.

What's more precious than blood?

People run after things that other humans have created.Sometimes I feel like being an invesigator,someone who has filled a role and observing things happening.Its strange but it feels good cos' I have the impression that all these are just a resultant of one's senses.If we were blind,our ears and sense of touch would have been the only witness of this world.Death is just the absence of senses.Who hasn't watched a film where the hero is just a normal human being unaware of his powers until uncovered?

Open your eyes

It took me 7years to discover what I am good at.I wonder where I was before this.I remember waking up.It was back in 2006 and it felt like seeing for the first time,breathing as if it was the first breath. Dreams of waking up before falling were reccurrent and it is what happened.Something's gonna happen very soon.

fly

As if you had wings
as if you are not afraid to fall
with the thought that injuries would soon heal
and become the rain to be one with the universe
and quench the earth or rejuvenate flowers
become sunlight to make gold jealous.

Uni Life

Sometimes I wish I was a bird.Many people sheer away from people who are uni students.They have that pre-conceived idea that these studs are somewhat superior to others which is not only a lie but a huge fallacy.For me its just a door,a room,the other side of seeing things,just a step forward or backward,a degree is a piece of paper cos' you don't need to go to uni to be dedicated.A certificate or whatever is just a piece of paper..I can choose to burn it at anytime cos its not my whole...give me a rock and i'll build a castle at anytime.I've lost 3 potential girlfriends cos' I've mentionned that I was uni student.Sometimes I wish I was a bird.