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IN CELEBRATION OF IGNORANCE

 

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You may choose to build an altar in my name

And sing eulogies as you get drunk all day long

Or follow my blog and all social media accounts

Secretly harbouring admiration for me

Having abandoned your own work and family

Doing these totally at your own peril

 

Coz I won’t be waking up chanting “oms” or burning incense

Reading the stars and ancient manuscripts at night

Writing long philosophies and moral codes

Or walking down the street followed by a picking of spiritual seekers

Carrying myself like someone who really knows what he is doing

And that that thing he is doing is nothing

 

What do I know of divinity

What do I know of hatred

What do I know of love

What do I know of weakness

What do I know of happiness

What do I know of knowledge

What do I know of art

What do I know of prostitution

What do I know of hunger

Maybe if you wait long enough

Burning the midnight oil in cyberspace

You might have the pleasure of being the first

To see another work of my art

To see another grand expression

Of the depth of my ignorance

Of the richness of my shallowness

Maybe you will then finally see

In that precious midnight moment

That there is really nothing new

To learn from another human

Who is just a stuttering mere mortal like you

Trying to say stale things in great ways

Sounding like he knows anything about nothing

And actually saying nothing about anything

 

And

Whilst countless shamelessly beg

At the doorstep of knowledge

Priding themselves as masters

Of art and science and law and philosophy

 

I will turn myself in bed

And continue snoring

As I dream on

Laughing in my sleep

At those who thought I had something grand to say

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On growing up -feelings.

Ah! The guileless smile I once had and may never have. Now, all facial expressions have hidden meanings. (Source: funmag.org)

If I smiled only when feeling happy,

How did I make my husband think all was well between us

When he forgot my birthday whilst at work yesterday

How do I make my harsh bosses think I like them

When I’m passively considering killing one of them as a lesson

How would I make the world believe my life a bed of roses

When asked about the exams I actually failed

How would I make pastor keep believing God only gives riches

When I haven’t eaten today as at this night of writing this

 

If I cried only when sad,

How do I make my lover know how hurtful his deceptions are

Hoping he won’t think I cry because I’m moved by his sugary words

How did I let my roommate know the scorpion sting hurt

Hoping he didn’t think it was because of my heartbreak

How would I let her know how much I missed her

Hoping she wouldn’t think I hurt from kneeling for too long

How would I make them know how funny and ridiculous they were

Hoping they wouldn’t think I was hot with jealousy

 

I have learnt what you wanted me to

You told me I needed to be smart and savvy

That I had to stop being naïve and grow up

And realise things aren’t always so simple

Well, I hope you can tell I have followed you obediently

And this is not just an act to get you off my neck

I hope you can tell I appreciate your seeing this

And I am not somewhat indifferent to what you really think

 

If only writers and writings were always sincere…

A Postcard From My Life

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{No, it’s not the road I’m on!}

Please pray for me
I no longer know the road I’m on
It’s a long road
With so many bends I can’t see a mile ahead of me
It’s hard to see far ahead when life throws you the curves
Nothing is certain anymore
And then the winds blow and I see sandy mists here and there
There are shape-shifters and I can never tell reality from fantasy
There are mind-shifters and I can never tell right from wrong
I am straining through blood-and-sweat-smeared glasses
And all I see are shades of grey
Not greys of a thunderstormy cloud
The flood would be an exciting change
But greys that becloud my judgment and sense of morality
Greys that want to make me regret I have a sense of morality
Greys that want to make me throw away my sense of morality
Along with everything else I have lost on this long road
Thinking I’d be travelling light and simple
Unknowing that some complicated baggages
Contain some bare necessities
For an easier life-journey

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Ha! There! More like it.

{This would be it!}

Pray for me on this road I’m on
I left my car a mile and week ago
There are trees here and there looking at me
They are not bothered
Are they me
Have they been called to a life like mine
Keep looking, trees
Pray for your souls
That the woodcutter may still have a son who remembers him
And so he’d never have to retake his job to earn his living
Keep looking monkeys
Called to a blissful life lounging on tree branches
Pray for your souls
May I never find a stranded and lost soul-of-a-knife
At a period I may want to have monkeysoup
I am still too far concerned about wildlife conservation
And will not harm a hair on your butts
Besides, you are my only companions
No, I do not think you beneath me
I don’t have the luxury of that complex
You can stare hard and unblinking at me all you want
So long you acknowledge
I am alone on this journey
Though we be on the same road
So long you take a minute from your busy lives
To say a prayer for me
Thank you.

The Showdown

English: The "sigil of Lucifer", use...

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Fuentes del angel caido – Fountain of the fallen angel (Photo credit: chrisfreeland2002)

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Prologue
This 6th day of the month of January in the year 2013 AD, I, the Enchanted Seer, give this prophecy:
The 31st day of April, 2013 will be the debut of the well-known spiritual leader, who actually is named Deceptor Luciferibus. He shall desire to make an appealing public appearance and win the hearts of the masses. I see him aglow in the full worship of the media as the lights pour on him and the human world watches. Then one called the Enchanted Writer shall approach him in dialogue.
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Enchanted Writer: Sir, you daze many when you miraculously turn stones into food to feed many of your followers. Further, many have referred to your motivation and ministration sessions as soul-doping because of the euphoria of these beautiful experiences.
Dec. Luciferibus (shall smile somewhat warmly, but knowingly): Please, don’t thank me.
Enchanted Writer: Then, how is it that these people leave your grounds and still go on to lead depraved, unchanged lives? Is giving them these things proving to be all they really need for living?
Dec. Luciferibus shall smile somewhat nervously, but knowingly, and clean a bead of sweat.

Enchanted Writer: Sir, you have met with the Creator-God himself we have heard. Is this a false allegation?
Dec. Luciferibus (shall smile quite sweetly): I am afraid it is not false.
Enchanted Writer: Please, could you give me a photograph of you and the Creator-God for a keepsake? Permit me say “I am SUCH a fan!”
Dec. Luciferibus shall quickly manufacture a picture of him beside an old huge man with white heavy beard, both of them looking splendorous.
Enchanted Writer: Sir, like I said, I am such a fan. I have also a picture of myself and the Creator-God but it has nothing in common with this.
Dec. Luciferibus (shall then smile quite fearfully): Who are you?
Enchanted Writer: I am sure you know who I am, Sir, and are just teasing me. After all, you are notable for just knowing things, aren’t you?
Dec. Luciferibus shall then be visibly shaken as he pockets a damp handkerchief.

Enchanted Writer: Sir, we heard you grew up in a monastery, and having achieved the height of spiritual enlightenment, want to start a new religion enshrined in oneness.
Dec. Luciferibus shall smile artificially and eye the Writer maliciously, subtly, without saying a word.
Enchanted Writer: Sir, pardon my DIRECTNESS, but does this new religion point at all to the Jesus Christ, who died and lived again to save the lost and degenerate souls, as God?
At this stage, all the floodlights and spotlights and camera flashes shall blow out!
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Epilogue
I, the Enchanted Seer, have written down the words of this prophecy in the Bible –Matthew 4:1-11. The choice of the people to, or not to, follow the Deceptor and the dire consequences (if they follow) are yet unknown, but I shall have died peacefully whilst eating monkeybrain sauce and my sagely bones laid to rest before then.

The Days Of The Viper

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Viper (Photo credit: Mshai)

Prologue:
We welcome the new baby of the of the Holysnakes
In the hood of the Kindsnakes, Sexsnakes, and Philanthrosnakes
Who were there to hiss their “hearty” cheers
At the family’s enviable progress over theirs

Chapter 1.
By changes over time in the viper nation
In support of the scientific theory of evolution
They have learnt to shed and change human skin
One of them may as well be your next-of-kin

Chapter 2.
The Holysnakes family has prospered in the religious field
In the midst of dogmatic and desperate souls who easily yield
They blend easily and act pious
With an inner nature so hideous

Chapter 3.
They rob the poor souls blind in God’s name
They know every Bible version’s publisher by name
They are subtly hypocritical and overtly critical
Whilst acting holy yet purely demoniacal

Chapter 4.
They slither their ways into gospel crusades
They even participate in relief and disaster aids
Some aspire to cross over to the true light
But their dark nature denies them even a slight bite.

Chapter 5.
They needn’t full moon for their true forms to show
From the depths of their beings their evil souls glow
They now regard themselves to be truly human
And will remain always to the end of man

Till…

Epilogue (Matthew 3:7-10):
The man John the Baptist with eyes aflame
From camp True Light sees through their game
Calls to them to come clean or end up burning
Hope to repentant ones, see the defiant scorning

(To be cont…)