Friday, June 24, 2011

Desire

I see, I want, I get obsessed 
To get you all unclothed, undressed
Your flowing mane to have caressed
Then Graze my lips down to your chest
Feel it heave as you take a breath
Consumes me more, you resist less
Let out a moan that does suggest
I stray down further, lick your crest
Till your screams will do so attest
Your pleasure's mine and I am blessed

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Lips of Embrace

Poetry for the eyes
Desire's lost demise
In my arms you lay
Breathless prey

Gasping by my ear
Closer than near
I feel your tunic
Your moans, my music

Desire in the flesh
Lost in a dress
As I guide the you
Out of it, into my room

Embodiment of desire
Embrace my fires
As I drink in deep
Your lips, my sweet

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Insects

Funny how we belittle insects and refer to them as pests. We perceive ourselves superior to them in so many ways. We would refer to other humans as an insect to belittle them. Yet in the end. It was they who survived the ice age and survived past dinosaurs and other creatures. Millions of years from now when all humans are wiped out and the earth will be repopulated by another species will they be so foolish to look down upon those species that can outsmart its predecessors by surviving catastrophes, by invading their houses over and over and over no matter how many billions are spent on keeping them from invading and ways to kill them? Will they claim that the ultimate creator created them in his image as well? What if he created insects in his image? Think about it and check your ego out the door when you read my words. It's not intended to offend but that's inevitable. Years from now you won't even remember reading my ramblings which you justified to yourself as madness so that you can continue living your reality unscathed. It's okay. We all do what we must to get through this existence and if convincing yourself that will help you then more power to you

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Heart of glass

The words never die
Images don't lie
What would I give
To bear piece of mind

Hear the poet once again…

Swirling clouds above
Seas that rage and shove
Finding their way to 
The rocks to crash their final blow

The world keeps spinning 
And I keep running
The greatest fear
Is being left behind

With a pen I draw eyes
on the faces of the blind
To see the beauty
of the paradise within me

Transcendence is the way
to find the script to the play
and the crowds shall gasp
at the script from a heart of glass

Thursday, September 23, 2010

On Selfishness

I've put this off for way too long. I guess I never bothered simply due to knowing that I know what I know. Now I want to share and hence I am taking time off study and doing this. I might regret it and I might not. It doesn't matter anymore. 

A recent post I read by someone talked about guilt for being selfish. It's not his fault. This is what happens when society takes a good seed and fucks it up beyond any recognition (FUBAR) and this fucked up programming runs rampant in almost all 6-7 billion people inhabiting this planet. This faulty social programing goes against our very genetic code of existence and it gets deeper and darker by the day. Rare is the man who opposes the status quo. It's what I do. I thrive upon it. Why? Because the 6-7 billion people on this planet can't be right. If they were, they'd be happy. Most people are either miserable or neutral. Neutral is disgusting. It's better to be miserable than neutral. At least being miserable means you are experiencing an emotion of some sort. Experiencing an emotion of some sort means you're experiencing life. Life is a concoction of misery weaved with joy. Hence for society to claim that one should do away with misery to lead better lives is a dehumanizing notion. Not only is it dehumanizing, but it's also unrealistic. A person who's "happy" 100% of the time isn't normal. The diagnosis for those people is known as "mania." Those people don't even have much reason to be happy. You can call it Zen or just a coping strategy for existence.  We are all gonna give it one label or another to make sense of something within our spectrum of reality. 

Selfishness is the most basic, and important, instinct a human can possibly possess. There is nothing evil about it but we are brought up in a society that puts it in such a light. We need to be selfish in order to survive. Anything can be boiled down to this instinct: When someone applies for a job, this is an act of greed because those who don't get the job remain jobless. When someone chooses a high-quality mate for a monogamous commitment is depriving other people from having a chance to be happy with the person or his mate. This selfishness is ensuring our survival whether it's to procreate with a high quality mate for better offspring or getting a job to earn a living to ensure best chances for survival. 

When someone helps a person in need is done only if it doesn't compromise their life. Those who do are victims of social programing. A lifetime of hearing songs of praise and honor to those who sacrificed their lives and monuments built in their name does it because if feeds the ego. Most egos are out of control and are pleading to be fed. Being able to serve gives the person a sense of self worth since the person being served comes off as the one inferior, the one in need of service. This is not evil since it validates a person's sense of self-worth in this world. People feel worthless till they are able to give back. To give back gives a sense of self worth. Hence to serve is an ego-feeding system. Wording it the way I did merely makes it sound evil but it's nevertheless the same thing that could be worded in a  myriad of ways. 

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Intro

This page is dedicated to human exploration. Exploration of that which we have shunned as a society. As a people. Our inner most instincts and desired have been labelled as either unethical or a crime. This obviously stems from ignorance and ignorance is the root of all evil worldwide. Check often and share your thoughts as well