Forlorn

Is there nothing for me

To see here on my journey

Is the world so blinded

By the norms of our humanity?

The darkness seems to scare me

And the light is full of clarity

Yet we hide within the shadows

Of our own society

The lamps that guide us will fade

And extinguish with time today

As we all move amongst the lot

To pave the way for yesterday

The waves of energy holy

That phases with melancholy

Will one day be there no more

Leaving us in our insanity

Prevailing will be anarchy

Full of people such as you and me

With weapons of our conscience

We will strive to save humanity

We need a new plague

Negativity is at an all time high. The rains seem to be manipulating our minds. Marionettes are dancing with strings tied to their own rotten hands and yet, they believe that they owe it to someone else.

Life as I know it seems to be getting duller by the minute. A piece of paper is what I'm supposed to be risking my future for. Knowledge and intellect are forced to bow down to paper. And paper is nothing but a substitute for values, morals and status. I mean come on, you can't do anything beneficial for yourselves. Grow up guys, that is for kids. The more you grow up, the lesser you're allowed to dream.

See a psychiatrist if you must, but seriously, chuck that dream down the shitpot. All you need is a piece of paper that will secure your life.

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SERIOUSLY????

Fuck you society.

Fuck you people who believe in the lenient version of my rant.

Fuck you people who put down my kind.

Fuck your orthodox-mundane values.

Fuck your dominating views.

Fuck your mentality.

Fuck your life.

Fuck your education.

Fuck your system.

Fuck your world.

Fuck your Gods. (I genuinely think religion is fucking us up big time)

And most importantly....

Fuck you.

I hope you get lost in the darkness of your own bizarre mind!

The bias against the Dark

Life and its various aspects do seem interesting. We try to figure out the many metaphors that can be fit into a frame of thought so that we can with ease reflect upon the beauty and complexity of life.

But does anyone talk of death?

Maybe the afterlife comes into the picture, but that too is the after-LIFE. Why can't we call it after-DEATH?

It's simple. People like to reflect upon the lighter aspects of light. The white is always preferred because white can be dirtied and stained with our prejudices and biases. Nobody sees the true colour that is black, kept pure and unaffected by the prejudices. In light, we see all the differences but in darkness, all is the same.

In life, we see so many metaphors, in death?

Why is it that we see death as disgusting? Why can't anyone see the beauty of death?

Maybe with a little more probing, our minds will some day accept that there is this concept that should be dealt with for it too deserves a better understanding. is it because of the people who use the darkness for wrong? Or is it a mere misunderstanding or misinterpretation of the dark? Do we realise that in either scenario, we are kept in the dark about the darkness that we think is so dark that we try to end the darkness with light? Words matter and their propagation matters the most.

Maybe it is this very bias of light and dark that my blog might not appeal to many. Understandable. I will keep hitting the keys on my laptop till the day they are heard by someone. Wonder how many people out there who have such unheard voices because of the technological darkness that prevails in our lives wish to be heard...

May the Darkness guide you to Your Light!

Ixius... Coming soon...

It has once again been a while since I have written my last post. I don't have any excuses for it. I simply didn't want to. However, I was working on some other important stuff. I would rather not disclose everything that I was working on, however I may say this: It had been almost a year since I did something about my passion for films (making films that is). And finally, last Sunday, after a long vacation, Ixius Films finally shot its next short.

Again, this comes to my mind, why do I blog about all this?

Simple: because I love it.

Check out my films on any of the following links and well, I hope my next can outdo those.

Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/IxiusFilms

YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/IxiusFilms

Well, I'm not a huge fan of Social Media but hey, sometimes you just have to keep yourself updated with the dying generation.

May Your Darkness guide you to Your Light!

Awaiting the Seasonal Change

So the new day has begun, quite some time back. In an almost gloomy sunlight, we are awaiting the dark yet exuberant monsoons. After the heatstrokes of our polluted realms, we eagerly wait for the cool and wet monsoons to come wash our sweat and sins away. Life, as we know it, changes from season to season. Our souls change as well? Or do they simply remember what was once forgotten?

It is but a simple lack of understanding that we face.

When the soul and the body accompany us, even the darkest of the depths can become the most welcoming of spots. The dark clouds of the approaching monsoon storms are evident to this.

May the Darkness guide you to Your Light!

Apocalypse Approaching....

About two weeks have passed.

Pressure and positivity seem to be in the lacking.

Oscillatory motions have begun to recede.

Convulsions and copulations are nothing but sins.

Anarchy is in the making.

Liars and cheaters rule our world.

Yes, it is the sad truth.

Probably this is the worst post yet.

Senseless, yet maybe something worthy.

End is near.

And yet we know it not.

People are dying.

Perfumed radiation.

Reactions are lethargic.

Obviousness is not that obvious.

And Swag meets Yolo for a date.

Common Sense is the most uncommon.

Hungover nights and memory imploding.

Improper life.

Never to be understood.

Good-bye fucktards.

May the Darkness guide you to Your Light!

Doomsday Premonition?

Evil reprises as dirt begins to fade

Love and hatred mate on sand

And burn along with sickle and spade

With worms squiggling with dying filth

And the Demons of dawn succumb

To the spreading of the plagues’ wealth

The blood is dripping from mouths platonic

And eyes are gouging with shame ridden low

Satan laughs as Hell crusades on the catatonic

And life becomes the apocalypse we all awaited for

The Gods are no longer there for us

They committed self-righteous holy suicide

The nectars and waters all filled with pus

As blood flies begin to feast upon our eyes

The day has come for madness to commence

As people will all disappear in the day

Life as we know will come to and end as

The dead will return to rule the realms of us mortals

And we will be no longer existing

As the minds of our selves will guide us to our sepulchers

Apocalyptic

The sinister mask of death that stares at my face with hollow eyes follows me beyond every checkpoint of my horrible nightmare. There must be a reason why the iron tree that I saw burning did not melt. Maybe it was the miniature particles around it that the birds dropped. All life shall end. Every angel shall be castrated and every demonic flame extinguished.

When light and dark copulate to populate our wildest fears, that is when we know the end is near. The gaseous residues that burn our world, the chemical warfare that we induce unto our own, that will be the end of us.

Paper wealth is nothing compared to the riches that Mother Earth was robbed off.

This is only but the first cycle of our nightmarish sleep.

Be wary my friend.

May the Darkness guide you to Your Light!

Mistakes

Why is it that we all make mistakes? Why is it, that we never want to learn from the mistakes of others? Is it so important for each and every one of us to make the same mistakes by ourselves and learn the lesson that someone so dear to us was trying to teach us?

Is it our ego that marks upon our decisions or is it our emotions? What controls them more? The Ego , the Emotions, or is it something more?

Why is it that every time we mug up for an exam, we remember most? Why is it that we get anxious over numbers that are imaginary and devised only to prove our worth, but mean nothing?

It is all a pretentious farce!

We live in a world that teaches us to live life in a particular way. There are rights and there are wrongs. No subjective viewpoints. That is the way the world functions. It is not by observation, but by being told. Then why, do we not listen to the more important things in life?

A blogpost is no place to find enlightenment, but you never know, what may strike you as inspirational. If I can find inspiration in a dead puppy, you can find it in a candy wrapper. Who is to say?

And what if we make mistakes? Are we wasting our time? Yes, probably! When we know it's a mistake and yet we pursue it. That is utter bullshit. Learn to live and not waste time. And learn the difference between recreation, leisure and wasting time too. You may be making a mistake in choosing the wrong option.

May the Darkness guide you to Your Light!