Songs of open heaven
Springs well up in the desert
Nourish refreshing
Secure paths carved from impossibility
Lights on
Magnificent grandeur
Gravity has no pull Continue reading “LIKE THE DAZZLE OF WI-FI SPOT”
WITH A TOUCH OF THE HUNGRY RED DRAGON!
The Grand finale… continued from last week’s “The Sons o Balaam”
He encircled his lucrative target one more time spreading over the expansive plain and came descending upon the unsuspecting kindred, ready to unleash terror from all faculties. His indicators confirmed the landmine was in place. There was not a chance for escape, even for the luckiest. This would be the day truth is wiped off the map of the world. Maybe he had something to be proud of after all. Maybe he was really at the verge of making history. Maybe it was worth the carrot or the carrot worth the effort, he thought to himself as he lowered his thumb on the detonator,his face displaying great anticipation.
“Your long miserable trek just got nastier folks!” He sarcastically muttered to himself. Continue reading “WITH A TOUCH OF THE HUNGRY RED DRAGON!”
THE SONS OF BALAAM
Continued from last week’s Land Mine of the Great Trek…
It’s been said unlike poles attract. As the luminary flew his jet over the plain there was no doubt in his mind he represented an extreme contrast to the kindred underneath. The thought their identity would ultimately take dominion over the earth gave him a strongly repulsive churn in his stomach laced with monumental proportions of anger. As he casually glanced over the detonator, he knew he had turned into a different person. He knew he was doing the wrong thing. But then it’s whom he had become! How could he be so wrong yet feel so right? For he found himself knowing one thing yet by contrast doing a different one all together, this with a guarded eerie sense of ease. Continue reading “THE SONS OF BALAAM”
LAND MINE OF THE GREAT TREK
“I will be a dear friend to your allies and your antagonists’ worst nightmare…”
Sometimes, the less one knows the safer it is for them. I guess this was the one message ringing loud and clear in the luminary’s mind at the end of the most eventful episode. And what a dramatic encounter this had been! It is one thing knowing what is right… a different matter all together, one of absolute contrast, making an intentional choice to do it…harder still, doing it. It comes as no information at all the hostile tag of war in progress between these two worlds: Knowing and Doing! Even with the writing clearly on the wall. The battle terminally rages on, even now as we speak. Continue reading “LAND MINE OF THE GREAT TREK”
VEILED 2
Continued from last week…
He frowned at the contrast between the beautiful glowing face and the image depicted by the tattoo. How could the two exist together? Talking of discrepancies, this day seemed to present more than just one illustration on the matter. He felt like one lost in a hostile wilderness going round and round in circles of motion with no progress.
“Are you okay sir?” Came the gentle voice underlined with delicate innocence that caused his heart to race fast. Continue reading “VEILED 2”
VEILED
There exists the great mystery of all times, once concealed, now revealed, securely holding the chords of life together. Like a bride on a bright sunny D-day morning she patiently stands still, eagerly awaiting the grand moment of unveiling, for the kiss of grace that completes humanity in perfect love.
CRY OF THE HUNTED
Some things just never change! It’s probably a proverb worthy of reflection that old habits die hard. From a layman’s point of view to the rocket scientist’s interpretation, some element of undisputed truth dwells in there. There exists a silent line in the broad scheme of things. A defining boundary beyond which self subtly and definitively translates to divine, almost with a tone of finality…fatally so. In tension filled successive sweeping waves characteristic of the self destruct, moments tick by. As sure as the sunset, it is only a matter of time! Always. Continue reading “CRY OF THE HUNTED”
STRIPPED
My name is Macho. I will fearlessly tell of the moment that forever altered the course of my life. Let’s just say I belonged in relegation, somewhere in the shades of insignificance. Literary. And in every respect. That pretty much for the better part of my life. This was of course enough to have perfectly configured me to be synonymous with defeat. Continue reading “STRIPPED”
THE LION CUB
It is the captivating story of a grand mystery air craft on a global rendezvous whose coordinates a master pilot set in place and went to sleep before all things. As it maneuvered the intrigues, turbulence, and finer details of the eventful flight, he soundly lay asleep…for he securely held all cords together. He was surprisingly at hand exactly on the touchdown schedule to receive his guests and declare the “Mission Accomplished.” Continue reading “THE LION CUB”
The Blazing Trail 