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Of controversies and insanity | That Which Goes Unsaid
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That Which Goes Unsaid. Laquo; The Gathering Storm. Of controversies and insanity. The week gone by has been more than interesting. There were kicks, punches, grenades, balls and even shoes being thrown and oh yes, televisions. This is what life has come to . Dodging something or the other all the time! I understand the big push to get the youth voting, but seriously, who are we going to vote for? Now that’s what i call i call a rant😛 . You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0.
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Cuckoo...Ga-joob: October 2010
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One must wade through peels and cans before getting a truly free lunch.".Junk,filth and more junk. Sunday, October 17, 2010. Pick Up The Pieces. Pick Up The Pieces. Old Man Me, met my younger self. Lying high and asked: "What have you done? Left these pieces scattered. On the ground all around". Who made you king for a day? You'll make my past sway this way". When life lies waiting (for you to). Pick up the pieces"; Go where the peace is,. Reset my future; " If Only life was so easy.". Pick Up The Pieces.
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June | 2009 | That Which Goes Unsaid
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That Which Goes Unsaid. Archive for June, 2009. On June 25, 2009 by Tommy. They finally met somewhere in the middle. She basically had to spoon feed it to him cause he didn’t have a clue. How typical she would tell her friends later. But how cute . And they went on to discuss how stupidly lovable and cute he was for the next few hours . Giggling and doing those other things ‘girls’ do. On June 22, 2009 by Tommy. Death is a funny thing. You see it where you least expect it. 2,035 people served.
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February | 2010 | That Which Goes Unsaid
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That Which Goes Unsaid. Archive for February, 2010. On February 7, 2010 by Tommy. Sitting at my desk , typing this. It feels weird somehow. That I have to write this down. I mean that everyone Knows this stuff, but at some point, you feel the need to tell someone about it. Either that you’re going through it. Or the person on the other end is. Well, screw whoever ‘they’ are, because here it was , that one perfect moment of clarity. Surely not said the still functional part of my brain. 2,035 people served.
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Phsycolitical: Reach Out
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Sunday, March 17, 2013. Reach out, drop your ego. Reach out, help one another. Reach out, make connections. Reach out, inspire some one. Reach out, its cool and the right thing to do. Reach out, you can move some one today. Reach out, you too are human. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A geek with a fondness for photography. A social animal with his own hibernation cycle. An engineer with desire to change the world. An artist who loves creativity. View my complete profile. A Prism of Thoughts.
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Phsycolitical: Just every other day
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Tuesday, September 18, 2012. Just every other day. Under the dim lights bouncing of the roof. I am digging deeper - into a burrow. More I prone, curl and stretch. More light seeps through. Darkness is what I seek but of no avail. The clock is ticking. The hole does not any get deeper! My feet and hands feel lethargic yet rested. The air is crispier, the birds are ever so loud -chirping. Yet I feel my burrow is the place I need to be. If only I could dig deep - deeper into the darkness and quiet.
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The Satori Effect: February 2008
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I tried all possible ways but couldnt find any l. Halfway b/w Mohith and Rao. Friday, February 1, 2008. I tried all possible ways. But couldn't find any logic to it. So I open a door picked at random. I then had a dark vision that hurt so bad. I started running away, to the sparkling horizon. Adrenaline wore out and I started to gasp. My feet slowly refusing to listen to me,. Even though I ran so fast,. The light was still a few feet away. I picked the wrong door,. I should have gone the other way.
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The Satori Effect: Wisdom...?
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Halfway b/w Mohith and Rao. Saturday, October 18, 2008. It makes you think. It makes you reason. Putting a smile on your face. For all the given-in troubles. That made you ponder. In all the hopeless times. It gives you satisfaction. A subtle relief from the everyday tensions. Yet something hangs on to you. Something pulls you back. When you wished the fairy for a break. From this plain agitated somnolence of life. Envisaging your own future still scares you. Just as it used to in the past.
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The Satori Effect: December 2007
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It is time to tear the skin. Halfway b/w Mohith and Rao. Saturday, December 29, 2007. This is not love. This is not divine. We are just two hollow fucks,. Filling each other’s spaces. This is not friendship. This is not camaraderie. We are just 2 weird fuckos. Holding on to each other. The day I get full. Your love means nothing anymore. And the day I get less weird. I am gonna slip away from our stupid little world. It is time to tear the skin. It is time to tear the skin,. It is time to step out of it.
