Walk with me Phenomena

When one thing turned to another and then to another and another and another other other

I watched it plop! onto the pot of water throwing its reminiscent minions in all directions.

The water went plonk! boink! glug!! and hushhhh! Settling to its former calm self as the world breathed around it with hot air and a drifting petal on its way to someplace, where god knows, that exists outside of our little reality upon which we churn and churn our madness and obsession with meaning morality mortality and more

On and on toiling day and night yearning for just one drop, that one drop of mercy that would satisfy our souls for the sins we believe we created and cry tears of relief washed with the rain and clouds till our hearts are blank once more and we invent a new hurdle, a new struggle, a new must and need and stab our wants repeatedly solely to do what is right in our minds

To do what must be done despite ourselves.

We could just stop.

Stop for a second just to think and listen to the futility of our weighted stride, of our horrors and screams and tears of slimy sorrows.

Dear man! You are but a spec in the vastness of time and instead of worrying about that metal hand of yours that spins round and round and round... stop! look up. It is a vast endless universe of stars, rock and spaces undefined by your futility

Just stop, man! Stop and let your tears slide for the universe is mind-bogglingly beautiful and you have been chosen to be among the select privileged few to witness this amazing phenomenon that is life within a universe.

Stop!

Look up!

Be amazed at where you are!

Take me back

Take me back to a time when things were easier
When i never had to think twice about what i had to do
Take me back to the moment when there were no decisions
No obligations, no roadblocks and in front of me
Were just endless dreams yet to be dreamt
When laughter was simple and the smile wasn't forced
When my heart did not bleed at every turn
Take me back to the moment before existance took shape
Take me back to the nothingness
The comfort of a colourless void
Where nothing did and can exist
Where nothing needs to be done
Where dreams are vacant
And happiness is not even a concept worth fighting for
Take me back to the moment before the hopeless journey of things to do and persons to be
Take me back in time
Let me do it all over again
Maybe this time I'll remember to choose a better path
Maybe this time... It won't change at all
Then take me back to a time that was numb
No clock struck forward no minute called you forth
Take me back to a moment of unlimited existence within a chamber of nothingness
Or at the very least
Tell me my mission for this life
Show me the path to accomplish it
And give me the power and courage to keep going until i do
Or just let me leave this world
A bothersome mess
With nothing to contribute.

The Pole Dancer

"This is not the life I wanted,"

Said the woman, twirling about on the pole,

"When I was young, I wanted to be a dancer.

They said I had magic. I had soul.

And I did. I do. I must have. Don't I?

I don't remember any more

What I ever wished for. I just do

What I must to one day find a door

Away, far away from this mess,"

She flicked her hair and tossed her top,

"I mean, know I'm good at this," she winked,

"But I wonder if it'll ever stop."

She slunk to the ground and crawled to me,

Like a wild cat stalking its prey,

"But I'm really good at this,

And it's not so bad so I may stay,

Wait till I've got all that cash 

And make my way to the floor again, maybe..."

She gave me a peck on the cheek

"Because I feel like giving up lately,"

She said as the song ended and she vanished.

Opening my eyes, I thought of all I'd dreamt

My money making fingers aching from noisy content

And for once, I knew what she meant.

~ March 23, 2017