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'Om' Sapiens

I was watching Spider Man 2 in the cinema hall yesterday... When a fine thought pierced my head... It started to tear me apart from the core of my head... And it continued to haunt me through the rest of the night....What was this reckless emotion that started to melt me...
 
I just realized gazing up onto the Big Screen of the Cinema Hall with the monsterous sounds blaring at me...That it's been an year now since ...someone told me .... ...
Since some one gave me a ... since there's been any emotions .... I felt weird at that very instant... Weird in a pathetic kind of way... What was I asking for here? What did I lose ? What have I gained?  

Sai_Ka_Dalai_ick Evangalist

In order to let the mind unfurl and unravel into the meandering unknown of the everlasting universe of eternity. Out human senses need to be expanded within it's present confines and limitations together with the binding walls of conformity we shall never get to the higher strata.
 
Our neural cortex is under stimulated at it should be jerked around more often to truly understand our true potential. More than ever we realize how much possibility lies ahead of us... Haven't you felt that time slows down to accomodate a Million actions right before you hit the floor when you're on a Motorbike cruising along and headed for that vital fall. In those few seconds that just precede the actual happening Time slows down for you to accomadate an eternity of spinal synapsis. Couldn't we integrate that moment to fill a larger confine. To let it fill the shape and size of the container in which we store our life. 
 
Would we need enhanced sensory organs to encapuslate those experiences over larger periods of time ... Can we premeditate a Deja vu experience? Or summon a dej vu at random instances in waking time. Would it be detrimental to our environment? Would we be dealing with control domain of time as we bend it and enter another dimension.

indigena lyricus - Verse I

The Indigena Series Continues; This time let's have a look the lyrical master pieces that have been created over the ages.

Main Entry: Yenna Patti
Creator: T a.k.a Tina
Etymology: Any track that T has come across has had an Yenna Patti Remix. I truly suggest she could start off a blog with all the various creations at some point of time


Main Entry: Onnum Patti Illa!
Creator: Achu a.k.a. Akshay
Etymology: Achu's prompt reply to an Yenna Patti creation.

Main Entry: Fireflies!!!
Creator: Avi
Etymology: Avi trying hard to comprehend a Telugu track in a Tamil movie...

Main Entry: 1, 2, 3... La La LA
Creator: Jo Uncle
Etymology: Jo Uncle's masterpiece

Main Entry: Arunachalamey Karunanidhiye
Creator: Chachen
Etymology: Early Morning Lyrical Masterpiece

Main Entry: Nin Shodhanayil Ishwaraney Kanduwoh
Creator: Ajnu/Me
Etymology: Truly Difficult question to answer: Do we see God in Shit?

Apocalypse Now and Forever

Bah... I'm rambling... mumbling.. cussing... incoherent...the horror.. the horror..

So here i am ... hollering out from the depths of my aching heart .. the dungeons have opened the spirit that soars and sweeps thru the pungent stinking corridors of the pits of eteternal void that once was or perhaps never truly evolved just mutated into this self loathing animosity ...

the sheer pain of an infinite wasp stings... or if pain could be channelled into the core of the earths... if 6 billion labor pains were channeled to the core of the earth would it erupt... what if we included all the animals and birds and reptiles and all the creatures that are born and die.. If we could extract the pain the feel in their life and pour into the darkest deepest black hole ever to be ...would it maintain an equilibrium.. would all the negativity and bad karma that has created a void be filled with good karma... or would a lingering cancerous growth emerge from a tiny speck of pain that was left behind...

This kettle of molten anguish is in which we're dipped and our skirmishes and blemishes are embedded with shrieking hollering inferno of pain ... Is it vailable for any of us to spend an eternity in this molten lava marsh pit of pain...

amazing how the human mind comprehends feelings unlike no other beast ..

Guiltabbal Lecter

16 years on the planet ; 8 of which i was technically away from home. But never in those years had i missed being at home as I did yesterday. I'm a late bloomer. In a fit of rage my first instinct is flight and then fight. I run away from the predicament; then there's a voice in my head that calls me a chicken... and to calm that deafening yell I run back... sometimes it's too late.. I return with hopes of having gained some momentum in the process... But it's the sheer spontaentity that was lost...

Am I whining? Probably... Abt what...well a lot of things... Primarily July 13th 2004 just slipped by ... On this planet with 6 billion ppl the only sibling I have was born 16 years ago... Jeddah Medical Center... born premature... the year was 1988... Hey! The euphoria dies down over the years ..But I guess it's when the geographic dispostion kicks in that we realize how much somebody means to you... the sheer beauty of an anniversary is the periodicity of celebration .. as humans we look forward to timely reasons to steer away from the dull drab boring mundane daily existance.. human intimacy finds reason to elate in sporadic eruptions of the unknown celebratary joy ...

I must have been there as a lingering spirit .... the things we say and do to appease the lingering spirit within...

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C.S.I. - Crime Scene Investigation; [2.06 - ALTER BOYS]

William L. Petersen as Gil Grissom
Dylan Baker as Father Powell

Powell: "You still suffer like a Catholic. Light bulb goes out, other people fix it, get a new one. Light bulb goes out for the Catholic, he stands in the dark and says 'what did I do wrong?'"
Grissom: "That guilt's not in me anymore."

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Unfortunately I guess there remains the lingering guilt within..

"Guiltabbal Lecter" is having me with fava beans and a nice chianti... and amidst all the strifes and scourging I go thru ..

He has come thru to say, "Hello Ajnu Clare...I'd assume you're having a jolly good time amidst all those faggots in the middle of that semi inhabitted forest. Poor lil' thing... First principles, Miss Ajnu Clare. Read Marcus Aurelius. Of each particular thing ask: what is it in itself? What is its nature? What do they do, these people around you what do they seek? "

And then he retreats with his " I do wish we could chat longer, but I'm having an old friend for dinner. Bye." Ofcourse he has to return to his domicile within me and eat me away.. And in that brief instant that I managed to sneak away from his lurking presence... I whimper... "Happy Birthday Ajnu!"

indigena lingua - Verse I

Main Entry: Bambadas
Creator: Achayan Uncle
Etymology: Drunken Variant of the Bermuda Shorts

Main Entry: Jenjabeez
Creator: Achu a.k.a. Akshay
Etymology: Babyish Variant of French Fries

Main Entry: Separation
Creator: Ajnu
Etymology: Babyish Variant of Decoration

Main Entry: Jesus, Mary, Joseph, James
Creator: Ajnu
Etymology: Babyish Variant of the Holy Family.

Main Entry: Beko-naas
Creator: Ajnu
Etymology: Babyish Variant of Because.

Main Entry: Hmaall
Creator: Ajnu
Etymology: Babyish Nasal Variant of Small.

Main Entry: Janjungender
Creator: Tina
Etymology: Babyish Variant of Jamjoom Center

Main Entry: Superracket
Creator: Tina
Etymology: Babyish Variant of Super Market

Main Entry: Marind Moya
Creator: Avi/Minto
Etymology: Babyish Logic in Describing Moonshine

Main Entry: Yuck Moya
Creator: Achu/Cinto
Etymology: Babyish Logic in Describing Moonshine (2nd generation babies took the bold step of tasting it)

Main Entry: Nipakayapuram
Creator: Chachen
Etymology: Drunken Variant of Krishnarajapuram; (Can be rather fatal when asking directions for the imaginary place)

Main Entry: Thank You Birthday!
Creator: Chachen
Etymology: Drunken Variant of Wishing Happy Birthday;

Main Entry: Asthkullah Lazim!
Creator: Chachen
Etymology: Mutated Variant of Asthafrarlilah;

Main Entry: Oh Joses!
Creator: Geetha Aunty
Etymology: Stress Variant of Oh Jesus! During Bible reading.

Main Entry: Yallah Ander Jaon!
Creator: Titus Uncle
Etymology: Drunken Variant of Saudi Police yelling in 'Arabic' to get in the car!

Main Entry: Usblig alley!
Creator: Suresh Uncle
Etymology: Mutated Censored Variant translating to "Dont Fuck with me" !

Main Entry: Happy Condolenses!
Creator: Achayan Uncle
Etymology: Drunken Variant of Hearty Condolences!

Main Entry: Boobie Chicha
Creator: Lavannya
Etymology: Babyish Logic in Describing Scary Monster!

Main Entry: Kazhuda Makri!
Creator: Jo Uncle
Etymology: Drunken Variant of term include Kazhuda and Kover Kazhuda!

Main Entry: Pamb Chor
Creator: Cinto
Etymology: Babyish Logic in Describing Noodles!

Main Entry: Kundi Man
Creator: Jamie
Etymology: Babyish Super Hero who has several arch rivals and several escapades. Stories involve graphic descriptions of how the "OLAKA BREAKS"!

Main Entry: Theeta Kandi Theeta Kandi Theeta Kandi Thi Thi Thara Theeta Kandi!
Creator: Thankachen Uncle
Etymology: The Early Morning Theetam Song!

Main Entry: Are You Going for HUG!
Creator: Thankachen Uncle
Etymology: Drunken Variant of Hajj

Main Entry: Gad Buys!
Creator: Noel
Etymology: Babyish Variant of Bad Guys!

Main Entry: Shoe vekunna Book Shelf!
Creator: Amma
Etymology: Instant Garble about moving the Shoe Rack!

indigena lingua - the prologue

Very few people realise that each and every word we have said, do say and will say, deeply influences the way in which we each experience the world. Moreover, every word that each of us has already heard, is hearing or will hear - affects us profoundly.

And as i sat around thinking, pondering, remembering the people that filled my life. I found myself giggling away to myself. Surely it would look like I have hit the high grounds of insanity for any onlooker, but it was nothing but a recollection of the words that people made up. No dictionary would have'em listed, and as the grey matter withers away the tethering shreds of memory too wouldn't rummage upon it. The compulsion to have them documented seemed to splurge from within.

If the project at hand comes anywhere close to completion I would truly treasure it as the most valid of my earthly possessions... The last verses that I would like to be read to me on my death bed. When my eyes would have failed me and my ears can hardly comprehend the incoherent garble and sounds that echo through the air.

If any one who has known me in this earthly lifetime of mine, would be kind enough to recite the liturgy of words on my death bed. You can rest assured that you have sent this wretched soul to the land of eternal bliss and happiness.

Insanity ill_Lust_Rated

I have finally managed to acquire a speck on the virtual microcosm. I have come of age to profess the ludicrous ruminating that my mind goes through. Years of incoherent thought have withered away. But here in I leave behind Hieroglpyhs for Vagabonds and Knights alike.

What do I intend to acquire out of this escapade; I haven't figured out as of yet. Maybe the verbal diarrhea may release a variant of oxytocin into my system. Or maybe it's agorophobia getting the better of me. How and where does one get from here?

Along the way I read it's never 'Why me?' rather 'Why not me?' To be kicked in the nuts over and again is what life the bitch does best... And the abhorrent, arrogant, egoist that I am I learn things my way.