Les Indespensables De Arun Jacob

I have come to accept the true penetration of confusion, Confusion that dwells within.. Confusion that finds place within the deepest darkest corners of the human psyche.. One that resides amoung th e loftiest of you and me...

Confusion, the horror of this pain it brings, a pains that stings... a stinging we dwell on ... we accept because a narcisstic streak within us calls for this paiin to keep on inflicting it self upon us... the claves knaw into us sucking the life force of our very existance away from us... but there isnt a fear in our minds which ios a vacous entity now for fear and confusion have taken hostage of what used to be afeasible thinking faculty now home to this weird sensation that we have come to hate but havent had the courage to uproot from within...

So who feeds this demon that grows and gathers allies and gets stronger with each passing day ... the priests within have lost their pwoers to conduct the required ceremonies of exorcism which might have been the last hope of rekindling the past .. but we have come to terms that the past will never be back ..and this wild being that has taken control of the realms of the mind, we have to accomodate this being..for it holds divine powers .. the likes of which we have never seen before.. an entity that gains strength in a given instant... a whiff of the slightest fragrance, a bright color ..a melodious tune...this enemy is turning out way too strong for mere mortals to combat...rather it would be better to ally ourselves with this embodiment of all things undescribable

where is this fear coming from ... is it a generalized fear of all things alien and new ... am i afraid of this new entity that i havent been able to figure out yet... is it my ego that cant handle the fact that this might be it's waterloo... this might be an enemy i cant subdue ... who am i dealing with... and why is it that as much i want kill this nemesis .. i'dn't mind dying in his arms ...

how much pain and suffering must one amass, be inflicted upon before one finds the courage to stand up before this fiend or is he/she a friend..

Why do you do this to me 'Love'?

KUNDI-MAN [PBUH; place bum upon him]

I take great pride in posting this piece here... My hearty congrats to the author for the first episode of the Kundiman Project :"Kundiman Begins"...This happens in a galaxy far far away...and has been happening for way to long ..

KUNDIMAN’S LIFESTORY
BAD BUT GOOD DAY
One day there was a boy named Jamie. He loved cycling. He used to go to school on his cycle everyday. One day he saw the three meanest bully’s of the school. Andy, Axel & Joe. They saw him & came towards him. He wanted to escape but he couldn’t go away because he was already late for school and there was no place to hide. By This time they had already reached him. “Watcha doing wimp” asked Ax. He didn’t answer. He tried to ignore them & started walking when Andy blocked him. “Wait there Jam I have a little present for you on Christmas”. Jamie replied “I know that your gift will be stupid you jerk”. Andy got angry. “I know how to take care of this problem”. He pushed Jamie right into puddle of mud & they went away laughing. Ax said “Take this as your X’mas gift wimp”. He was covered with mud. He was so angry. How could he go to school like this? He thought. He ran fast & reached the school gate. He went right in & reached his class right on time. He got into his class without looking at anyone. His teacher Mrs.Pimpleweed saw him & asked him “Where were you Jamie?” He replied “I got bullied on the way” She thought for a while. Then she said “That’s not my problem, it is your responsibility to look after yourself.” “That’s detention for you.” Some children started giggling. It was not his fault he got bullied he thought. After a horrible day of school he had to go to detention & the worst part was he had to stay at school with the teacher watching his every move. He never knew how detention was as it was his first time and he really did hate cuz Andy, Axel & Joe were there too. He tried to think of an excuse to get out of there. The only thing he could think of was the toilet. He asked her “Madam, may I go to the toilet” asking it in a very kind manner to make sure she would fall for the trick. “Well…………ok.” in a rather annoying way. “But I’m warning you if you don’t come back in 10 minutes you will get detention for the rest of the week.” Detention for the rest of the week! That would be the worst thing that could happen. He came out of the room quite disappointed. His plan had worked at the same time failed. Anyway now that there was no use trying to escape detention he thought there was no use but to go to the toilet cuz he felt like going to the toilet now. He liked almost all the superheroes and sat shiting on “thee seat” and thinking how life would be if he was a superhero. He was so much into it that he forgot the time fly by. He quickly got up (after cleaning his butt) and went to wash his hands. Just when he was going to leave he remembered to flush (which usually happens to me) and then something very strange happened right out the “thee seat”.

I'm the Demon Seed, Satisfaction Guaranteed

The kinda ecstatcy one kinda develops is pretty enormous ..when it's a personal victory... of the sorts i might try to explain .. but i'd rather not ... coz it's the best possible i can rollick in laughter... the pure pleasure of the sinister minds...i get it now..have u ever noticed there are some conversations u wanna go over... coz they are like chess games... u wanna study the moves.. coz that's how they were executed....

The sheer brilliance of certains acts are best left unadmired by the general and admired by the creator and an elite few... coz vanity is the underlying theme behind it ... I can relate to Dr. Frankenstein... I can relate to Dr.Jekyl ... the virtuosity of this creation of yours isnt for the world to find flaw in ...rather for u to cherish vanquish and encapsulate into a moment ... that can be replayed ...where u can bask in the glory of...

What am I talking abt ? does it matter.... well i guess it does.. the premise is non-possessive intimacy... and how a certain somebody was trying to comprehend it..well... finding something out that you already knew ... is kinda like finding something else right... that too..

I had set out to say way too many things ... but i'm yet to find the perfect platform to latch onto ... falling flat and doing something without conviction isnt what i'm up for tonight... this will have to do..

I Love You...[couldn't come up with a better closing line...]

Nagumomo

Why have I engaged in a sabbatical... Well the answer would be rather plain and simple... There's this polish proverb I heard recently that makes absolute sense... "You know what they say about families; they look best in portraits" Truly I say onto you ... there are times I question myself ...is it rage sympathy or a bit of both that runs through me ... How irrational people tend to be can sometimes be bewildering... i almost endangered the delicate balance of coexistance on this planet ..while trying to divulge in the inner depths of rationality... a man on a mission is a rather dangerous proposition ... and ppl try to feel your integrity to succumb to their fancies... well emotional battering is another forte one has to flex your muscles in ...this incoherent piece of literature is a creation or loads of confusion empathy pity anger and rage.... if only i could channel it somewhere else and get something out of it .... as for now folks .... bah... who and what am i trying to console..... well... gimme a lil more while ...i'll sort this out ....