Love must be blind

Why should love be blind?

Why shouldn’t love know?

Because knowing blows away magic

Knowing lifts the curtain

And burns away passion

As sure as ice ever could

Why should we not know what we love?

Because knowing destroys feeling

And you can either know,

Or feel,

But not both.

Climbing the corporate ladder can be difficult...

More Jim Morrison

A man rakes leaves into
a heap in his pard, a plie,
& leans on his rake &
burns them utterly.
The fragrance fills the forest
children pause & heed the
smell, which will become
nostalgia in several years

weird deep musings

Looks like i've finally given in to random philoso-religious musings. oh well. here's the result.
"So you have the reincarnation thing that I believe in right now. It fills in a lot of gaps that Islam leaves out. And I’m still proud of Islam because it makes me feel so good. But the guilt feeling that I used to have is gone. I think people spend all their lives trying to answer this question. Some people never know, some may find out, some give up their lives and pursue the answers to this question. If the prophets were born again, wouldn’t they have the same power? Or maybe they do. Maybe we’re all one and all that. Ok. But much better enlightened versions. How can – one bit teaching another bit based on… but how does everything end? With universal realization or how? Will it be supernatural phenomenons that suddenly plague the world, or everyone calmly walking into bliss. And if someone’s lesson is not complete, then doesn’t it stand to reason that they will have to be born again – will they be born again on another world? Is that eternal hell? Eternal until you learn your lesson? Wow. Weird deep musings.
So what’s the answer? And spirits? Where do they fit into the picture? Where’s the organization? And who’s going to create it? Who will take us out of what looks like eternal hell? And possessed people? And demons, and myths and serpents and beliefs and dragons and gods and goddesses and beliefs and beliefs and beliefs.
Is the universe smart enough to make sense out of everyone’s beliefs? How? Smelly hanuman disappearing in broad moonlight? Crazy. Everything comes true? Everyone’s beliefs are shown to be – beliefs fuelled by further belief and therefore it gathers its own strength and makes it come true for you. In between everything you believe, you will get what was written for you coinciding with what was written for everyone else, and when something happens, it should have happened, therefore its good that it happened. So don’t be afraid to take decisions – because stuff keeps happening all the time, and if you don’t decide then you get left out. Take active part in every kind of decision.
And will the end supply the answer? The answer to beliefs and the answer to existence. And when that answer comes, we will merge and become one."

about a monkey called kapish

you remember the tinkle monkey with the long tail? kapish, apparently, he was called. weird name, eh? it just struck me now. never thought of it before, when i was just too engrossed in the heroic heroism of the monkey with the long tail.
i thought it sounded like something that's suddenly disappered - like "kapish! and it was gone!" but you can't name a monkey kapish unless he was some thief of random suitcases. you know, you turned around and "kapish! it was gone!" so i typed 'kapish' on google search.
you'll never guess what i found - kapish means "ya smell me?" or "ya feel me?". kinky, no? if you were to name an animal "ya feel me?" just think about the long tail... brr.
finally, though, i found out it was named after lord hanuman. phew! that explains the long tail decently too!

The Well

Soothe me.

Tell me the well is not deep and full of fire.

Then push me in and walk away.

With love that broke my heart.

The coin

The coin does the circles, and finishes in your lap.

Cockroach

If I can make you die just one day earlier,

I'll be happy.

Missing you haiku

The car’s waiting in first gear

I’m looking at the empty seat beside me

And wishing you were here

becoming a politician

wrung my heart in distress for what you were putting them through

pulled it through the hollow, bared it, to see what it could do

and then, when it all came down to you,

you took my heart out and threw it away

and now we're one.