You might wonder why I blog? It is almost like masturbating right? You fuck with your emotions visualizing a reciprocator. All these thoughts and experiences are already registered and encoded in my memory bank , they why make this futile effort to word it on a digital landscape. Is there a scarcity of people who respond to my thoughts in the physical world? Honestly , I do not know why I blog . A friend of mine who has inhaled shakespeare ,sniffs my blog once in a while regardless of all the grammatical errors and I asked him why. He said it is fun to know what is going on in my head. These are extremely trivial and mundane things that are doodles in my head that probably are not meant to be published in a daily chronicle.
A nightmare.. I woke up in the morning screaming- after a bad dream. I remember all the details of my dreams when I wake up. My dream- I saw my friend burning herself to death with a long piece of fabric that she was dancing with. She did not scream for help but I saw her burn in pain while I decided to visit an adjacent temple to fulfill my husbands' wishes. Have you ever watched the human skin melt like a candle in the dark. She burnt herself to keep me alive and I hated myself for not approaching her to protect her from this disastrous incident. All the characters, the place in which it happened were from my life , my past and my present . I went running to see her corpse while all my friends stop to console me . They tell me she is gone for good. For my good. I walk in to my old house to see her burnt body wrapped up in a blanket while her legs are exposed. She is wearing my sisters' trousers but I had to go ... Go and get some work done. Fulfill my duties of being some one else . To circumambulate a stone they called god.
Dreams are meant to be interpreted ? I asked my questions and drew my own conclusions based on this bizarre incident . Is it relevant for me to share this? with who? and why? I still share because , unlike water I can never keep my emotions compressed in an unexposed soul. Like fire , I erupt.. giving warmth, spreading love, burning lives and destroying as well.. There is ample more in the core , this blog is just a channel for me to erupt , spit, spew, eject, discharge and excrete ...Apologies if it comes in your way. Chose another path or simply choose not to read. You enter at your own risk because not everything is pleasant what I reveal :)
A nightmare.. I woke up in the morning screaming- after a bad dream. I remember all the details of my dreams when I wake up. My dream- I saw my friend burning herself to death with a long piece of fabric that she was dancing with. She did not scream for help but I saw her burn in pain while I decided to visit an adjacent temple to fulfill my husbands' wishes. Have you ever watched the human skin melt like a candle in the dark. She burnt herself to keep me alive and I hated myself for not approaching her to protect her from this disastrous incident. All the characters, the place in which it happened were from my life , my past and my present . I went running to see her corpse while all my friends stop to console me . They tell me she is gone for good. For my good. I walk in to my old house to see her burnt body wrapped up in a blanket while her legs are exposed. She is wearing my sisters' trousers but I had to go ... Go and get some work done. Fulfill my duties of being some one else . To circumambulate a stone they called god.
Dreams are meant to be interpreted ? I asked my questions and drew my own conclusions based on this bizarre incident . Is it relevant for me to share this? with who? and why? I still share because , unlike water I can never keep my emotions compressed in an unexposed soul. Like fire , I erupt.. giving warmth, spreading love, burning lives and destroying as well.. There is ample more in the core , this blog is just a channel for me to erupt , spit, spew, eject, discharge and excrete ...Apologies if it comes in your way. Chose another path or simply choose not to read. You enter at your own risk because not everything is pleasant what I reveal :)
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