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Conscious Hallucinations: You are here, with me.
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Vague attempts to listen to untold stories, un-found mysteries, and future histories. Wednesday, October 22, 2014. You are here, with me. I hear you , your mellow voice, in the sweet rustle of leaves. In the soulful wail of a violin. In the pattering of gentle rain on the pavement. In the calm of the ocean. In the cry of the sea breeze. I hear your peaceful voice. With every pause and skipping of a heart beat. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Bangalore, Karnataka, India. View my complete profile.
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Conscious Hallucinations: doodles and excerpts from a graphic novel
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Vague attempts to listen to untold stories, un-found mysteries, and future histories. Doodles and excerpts from a graphic novel. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Bangalore, Karnataka, India. Workaholic, insomniac, cynic, critic, cartoon or clown(which-ever's suitable), philosopher(one of a kind i say! Control freak, yes practically every adjective that could terrorize all of humanity, befits my character description. View my complete profile. Doodles and excerpts from a graphic novel. 1 frame at a time.
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Conscious Hallucinations: illustrations
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Vague attempts to listen to untold stories, un-found mysteries, and future histories. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Bangalore, Karnataka, India. Workaholic, insomniac, cynic, critic, cartoon or clown(which-ever's suitable), philosopher(one of a kind i say! Control freak, yes practically every adjective that could terrorize all of humanity, befits my character description. View my complete profile. Doodles and excerpts from a graphic novel. 1 frame at a time. A Sketchy Past, The Art of Peter de Sève.
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Conscious Hallucinations: an appeal
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Vague attempts to listen to untold stories, un-found mysteries, and future histories. Monday, March 9, 2015. Cold dead eyes that once bade me to come forth,. Stare back, a constant gaze of despise. That warm look that did once melt me inside out,. Now spread such chill, unremoved. You caught me gazing at you, awaiting a flicker of warmth,. And you turned away, as though, it was something you loathed seeing. My heart felt broken, to see you broken,. My soul felt dead, to see you aching. Workaholic, insomn...
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Conscious Hallucinations
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Vague attempts to listen to untold stories, un-found mysteries, and future histories. Tuesday, March 25, 2014. Let not the unsaid, remain unsaid. The deeds yet remain un-done,. Life's a journey, a wind blown leaf,. Long as a scorched sunny day, short as a cool setting sun. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Bangalore, Karnataka, India. Workaholic, insomniac, cynic, critic, cartoon or clown(which-ever's suitable), philosopher(one of a kind i say! View my complete profile. 1 frame at a time.
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Conscious Hallucinations: -
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Vague attempts to listen to untold stories, un-found mysteries, and future histories. Thursday, September 11, 2014. Put an end to your masquerade,. Bring forth for us to your, your true face,. The one people know not of, the monster unseen. Your pretentious soul brought forth,. The pretty façade removed, revealed, at its own pace,. The breaking of an illusion, requiem of a dream,. The demon that dwelt within, finally. Seen. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Bangalore, Karnataka, India. 1 frame at a time.
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Conscious Hallucinations: A saviour
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Vague attempts to listen to untold stories, un-found mysteries, and future histories. Tuesday, October 14, 2014. At the threshold of losing faith,. On the brink of losing sanity. Battles a-many, all hopes lost. Losing face from reality. Laying out there on the battlefield ,. Amongst ruin, bereavement and despair. Green grasslands no more,. Ashes and cinders burn to core. I lay amidst the heap so morbid,. As all vision grew indistinct. No sounds but of the crackling embers,. A bright light fell upon me,.
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Conscious Hallucinations: sketches
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Vague attempts to listen to untold stories, un-found mysteries, and future histories. Thursday, January 8, 2015. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Bangalore, Karnataka, India. Workaholic, insomniac, cynic, critic, cartoon or clown(which-ever's suitable), philosopher(one of a kind i say! Control freak, yes practically every adjective that could terrorize all of humanity, befits my character description. View my complete profile. Doodles and excerpts from a graphic novel. 1 frame at a time.
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Conscious Hallucinations: Theres no such thing as love
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Vague attempts to listen to untold stories, un-found mysteries, and future histories. Monday, March 30, 2015. Theres no such thing as love. Out on the street. Cast into loathsome self doubt. And self inflicted injury. Of any virtue, any soul. You questioned my conscience. My existence, on the whole. I bared my soul to you. Because of the belief of love. I thought you had in you for me. You were sent for me from above. My angel cast in heaven. I always thought you to be. And in an instant, my love,.
