Silence piercing through my ears, echoing in my head, shattering me inside out . My struggle of putting the tiny shattered pieces of my self together since ages has now become a tiresome monotonous task. I stand totally shattered on the verge of giving up now, and for ever ….
hope died, it drowned to death in the pool of blood, my own blood which seeped out of my body, from the wounds of daggers, daggers owned by people who called them selves friends.
In art scale does matter, it does not mean the work should be too large or too small, it means the size should be decided thoughtfully.
There is a lot to say, and my hands quiver, my heart throbs. No i am not talking about love, its the realization, how low people can stoop for a bit of money, people who we think of as our mentors, who we think are credible, who we think were brilliant.
I would just say, i thought artists were an innocent breed, they just express their selves in a number of mediums, they talk of love and humanity. But it turned out, artists are no different from our society, they ( many of them ) manipulate, rob, steel, snatch, the murder humanity, drench their soul in the blood of the innocent, and then paint with it the pure pain they have caused to the world, in floral patterns and joyful faces.
The reality is always grim, i guess thats the truth of life.
How is the land on the other side of the barbed wires ? I see you have cockroaches the same of the kind we have. It was somewhat un expected ! I wonder the color of your sand on the beach is the same or not . The dirt on the roads , you seem to talk just like us on the internet, do you pretend just so you can sound the same ? The humans at your side of those thorny metal wires, do they hate us ? Will they actually kill us the moment they set their eyes on us ? Do we look different from you, the pictures you post on the social media show you as exactly like us ? Do you photoshop them ? Or does your government do that so to us you look the same and we get closer to you so you can eat us ? If so then what do you look like ? Do you have big eyes and green body like those Aliens they show us on tv ? Because they call you aliens too when you cone and start to reside in our side or the political boundary ….. Political boundary, but who is playing politics here me ? Certainly not ! You ? But if so its certainly not with me ! You are not ! Oh then who is ? Who is playing with our brains ? If you look just like us , talk and breath just like us , you even fall in love and get raged just like us than where is the difference and if there is no difference why is whole planet all divided into tiny bits and blocks ? …… Would you mind if i come hop over this stupid barbed wire and hug you ? Oh you would love it ! , so would i ! But … Those playing politics will they let us ? But what harm will you and i hugging each other do to them ? Ego ? Whose not mine not yours than ohh …. Of the ones who rule us , yeah that be hurt and they wont be happy about it … Why not just call them ego boundaries and not political boundaries ? What !!? You mean that will hurt their ego more ! ….. Drunk me ? Not at all, the bottle is still half full….. Its a big bottle, i see two of them or three … Yes, I guess i am so totally drunk on this new brand of vodka, its red and the label reads reality … What do you mean i make no sense ! … Oh come on ! Hell i cant even type now, may hands are shaking out of rage that how foolish this all is … All this barb wired political boundary powered by ego ….. What you think i am too drunk ? ….. Ohh kaaaay i will sleep and let you sleep too, yeah my little one has school too , God even you people send kids to school in the morning !!! ….. Ok ok … I will go sleep … No i will remember it all word by word in the morning ! , i will say it all, all of it to the whole school to which my little angel goes ! Just you wait and see tomorrow …. Og hop the damn wires who cares come to my daughters school and listen to me talk like a genius ….. Ok if you insist i will go and sleep now, yes i know all of humanity is fast asleep, or they too be talking like me ! …. Ok off i go ! … Yes yes i am going to sleep ! We will talk in the morning … Oh wait i will give this speech in my daughters school in the morning ….. Good night , bye for now ! Watch me walk over the …………. ……. Moon ….. And Zzzzzz …..
Zee, The Imaginary Random Person (Ztirp): You have friends ?
Me : yep, many who i know will come to me when ever they are in trouble .
Ztirp : How about the ones you would go to at times of need ?
Me : I would really try my best not to, but lets say if i do, I expect almost none to respond back.