It isn’t a natural death, someone or something is killing us. The ridiculousness that you shall read is an attempt to understand this genocide of a mass thought and the perpetrator behind it. So what killed us, is the question?
Why does a hero die?
Why do the spineless survive?
Why is it that happy endings, are end of stories…But not the end of life?
He wasn’t so smart, he wasn’t so bold Always his mother’s child, At 12, he wasn’t so old — He couldn’t count so well, he couldn’t really talk He was a misfit of every kind, He didn’t fit in at all. — He had been sheltered, but that was for his sake He couldn’t survive this […]
He had walked for a long long time… his legs ached his throat was parched his future seemed dark He had walked for a long long time… Somewhere in the horizon, his weary eyes caught a drift of light & whiff of smoke and his mind told him that’s the way to civilisation. It had been […]
See what you can be Be everything you can see Neither heaven nor earth You are your own conspiracy ———– Walking towards the light Faint yet guiding you right A voice that asks what you want to be To choose your devil or your deep sea ———– The perils of future unknown The learning of […]