a paradise.

my imagination,
cannot rein it in.
yielding to the inevitable,
i let it roam free,
bounding across the undulating slopes,
and the fertile plains of my mind,
unfettered and true,
lambent and forceful, both at once,
giving shape,
to what dreams may,
oh, sheer joy !

Cut and paste ...

... from Will's long and pointless story about some shirt. This man does have a way with words.

"There's another fact you should know at this point, which is that nerds are not, inherently, asexual. We don't have much success with women, but that doesn't mean we are immune to their charms. Quite the opposite. We fall under such a spell that we are unable to function, and this renders us so unattractive that it creates a self-perpetuating cycle of desperate singlehood."

The heart cherishes secrets not worth the telling.

wont go down

"
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
- Dylan Thomas
"

my temper and bitterness
is all i have,
there is nothing to gain,
nothing to win they say,
no!
my temper and bitterness
is all i have,
i will rage to the very end.

fighting the darkness,
cutting through it,
my rage is a bright saber.
you shall not take me easy,
weilder of the sickle,
i will make you sweat.

my wrath burning,
will meet your cold blade,
you shall not have me easy,
i will rage to the very end.

tagged ergo post

The vagaries man tagged me. So here goes,

Books I own : 150 + (tech and non tech stuff). sad shit really, being a book lover, but hey, i just started earning. This number will grow. ( i used to survive on scavenging :-) )
Update : I forgot about ebooks, well over 3000. Yipeee!

Last book I picked up : A collection of poems by American authors, I forget the title.

Last book I read : Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. Hilarious read.

5 books that I find special ?

1. Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Pirsig. Wont say much about this, but those who have read it, know.
2. Rendezvous with Rama. One of the first science fiction books I read, waaaay back. Always will remember this.
3. Calvin and Hobbes. Bill Watterson is god.
4. Unaccompanied Sonata by Orson Scott Card. This story tugs, tugs at something deep.
5. Ursula Le Guin's Wizard of Earthsea. Fantastic book.

And oh yes, I am supposed to pass the bug on, so these then are ze lucky ones
zimblymallu
Silverine
Phantasmogria

Darkspeak

I am God.
and i am the fallen angel
your nemesis
pitched you will be in battle
forever with me
neither will win
but i will always be there
tempting your minions
leeching away their souls
to eternal torment
every moment shall seem like armageddon
but for eternity
it will never end.

blaze

he looked down, almost empty,
the dashboard said,
but he couldnt go back now,
he floored the pedal.
his mind was blazing.

a fury like no other,
a righteous wrath,
white hot, blinding,
a nemesis he was,
for his mind was blazing.

he blinked,
and through the anger,
agony poked its head,
as a tear drop rolled down,
bringing with it,
the face of his love.

his love lying in blood.
the tear drop evaporated,
skittering on a hotness,
not humanly possible.
his mind was ablaze.

and away he went,
toward the anathema,
a ton of metal,
tires screeching,
his mind screaming.

legends came after,
after the smoke,
and with the silence,
of how one man,
so had his vengance.

a legend, of a blaze,
a blaze so hot and furious,
twas as if god himself,
lent his sword,

a careening ball of fire and fury,
to go away in a blaze of glory.

speka anglei ?

endless fascination with the english language,
the roll of the r's,
the smack of the lips,
the lift of the eyebrows,
the twist of the tongue and
the stressed 'th.
english. i love it.

rigor mortis

staring all day,
a decadent green screen
stares back.
kings and queens scattered,
in random disarray.

solitary, and bored,
solitaire then,
was all that mattered.

This short is dedicated to those blokes I know, who spend innumerable hours playing solitaire.

turn back time

cant take my eyes off of you,
there is an instant held,
by my eyes. you are glorious,
dazzling, most pretty.

looking at you is agony,
you are so beautiful, it hurts.
the world at a standstill,
i cant take my eyes off of you.

is this a dream?
no, but one fleeting instance,
that forever will be in my dreams.
cant take my mind off of you.

a greater agony, i realize,
that this is but a moment,
never to be lived in again,
never to look at your face again.

And as I walk past,
beautiful stranger,
the vision already fading,
i look once again.
cant take me eyes off of you.

Spinning yarn - The justification of Brutus.

"The fault, dear Brutus, lies not in our stars, but in ourselves."

Said he. "No", I disagreed. With each passing moment, I do something and it becomes done. I do not have a choice about it. I can not go back in time, I am not given a second shot. Things once done, stay so, forever immutable. To ponder on our faults, our traits and our talents is a pointless exercise. What might have been, good or bad, we will never know. The courses that we are on and will be, have all been preordained. What I am about to do in my next moment, and what you are about do in yours is what we were destined to do.

And so "forgive me dear Caesar" said I, unsheathing my knife, "for the fault does lie in our stars."

Another meeting.

On and on, the PSO's and the IPF's and the ROI's hit you. Big important sounding words. They hit you fast and hard. Before your brain has a chance to make an association and get to a context, 'they' are already on to another one. On and on, the never-ending story. Michale Ende did not write this one.

Meeting rooms are the place where you get paid to be caught up in the protocols, the definitions, and the how-tos while the actual idea is buried deep under.

Welcome to Dilbert country. Scott Adam's work just took on new meaning. Its not funny, its not literature, its the redeemer.

Already my vision's clouded over and my face has that hounded look. Need to escape ...escape....getaway ...roads, trees, gardens, managers(?!!)....
Charlize Theron...[dopey smile] .. zzzZZZ.

A primordial ...

... anger rips through,
hot fury,
my throat tight,

jaws clenched,
my head throbbing,
fists balled,
i take a shot.

the wall doesnt budge,
the anger is replaced by a silver of pain,
and deep regret.