Trance? Entrance: Entrée, appetiser, or full-on out-of-body experience? To consume the Self, flesh and bone, is it carnivalesque or carnivore? I can’t eat more, any more than a herbivore, omnivoraciously dissatisfied with the dull taste of life, till the sharp rust of death greets tongue. Quiver! Whimper. Simpler, still, just be.
If I am not my thoughts, I have no use for your ideologies, I have no reverence for deity, No discrimination of class, caste, or social strata. If I am not my body, I have no use for your medicines, I have no reverence for healers, No desperate need to cling to what has no … Read more
The following is an exchange between a student his professor on the existence of God: Professor : You are a Christian, aren’t you, son ? Student : Yes, sir. Professor: So, you believe in God ? Student : Absolutely, sir. Professor : Is God good ? Student : Sure. Professor: Is God all powerful ? … Read more
Yesterday I was all dressed up for awurudu. Yesterday was my first day in school. Yesterday I was a kid in montessori. Yesterday I was a fetus within the womb. Yesterday I was my father’s seed. Yesterday a speck in the cosmos. Yesterday I was on my death bed. Today I am born again.
Smokers at a funeral, Mocking the dead With their Dunhill Lights And Marlboro Reds. The living thrive In reckless abandon. The dead left to make Earth’s union. Smokers at a funeral, Throw cigarette butts On the cemetery grass. Sparks light up The dried up leaves, Signal to the wind, “Breathe on me” Fire at a funeral! The … Read more
A mound of sticks, stones and earthly matter, Surrounding you, a breath of hubris, so pungent – inflammable. Down to earth you have never been, you never willed. You were no sanyasi. You were thrown in to the sea.
Watching the lines move across the monitor with baited breath, as his lungs were giving way to the ether – the breath of the soul that is breathed with every man’s last – his sons and daughter gathered around the hospital bed. Nasser was returning from Colombo. They held his hands, pinching his skin, hoping … Read more
One question that seems to come from anyone who gets to know me for a long enough period: why are you so anti-social? Well, look around. What the fuck would I want to have to do with all this? “Monkey killing monkey over pieces of the ground”, as Maynard said. All this neo-skull-bashing and chest-thumping … Read more
I spend my days feeling restless, And the nights in a state of insomnia. Somewhere in between is a moment of bliss, And this moment I chase from dawn to dusk. Sometimes I feel just a little bit insane. Sometimes I forget what ‘sanity’ even means. Other times I find myself staring into space, Waiting … Read more
Patience is a virtue, I know this too well. Punctuality, though, Is what screws me over. In a place where it’s the norm to be late, I find myself turning up on time. Except I haven’t, I was born into the wrong century. Humility is a diversion, A petting of the ego. Slowly stroking gently, … Read more