Friday, March 31, 2006

I have this impending sense of urgency that’s refusing to move on. Clouding my perception, for no apparent reason. There are those faint lucky stars of grey, fighting for existence in the overcast sky. So things aren’t really as overbearing as it seems to be/me. But I’m afraid I might be giving out wrong signals. Seriously, these signals are not supposed to be noticed, not by you. In a fleeting state of consciousness, this ‘feeling’ takes a break and goes shopping. And picks up a mask, a hideous morbid mask of insecurity. Putting the mind to work. Questioning the incidence in reality. Cooking up innumerable scenes of morbidity. One ingenious mask this is. Incomplete, these thoughts might seem. But the patches of red and dread refuse to come clean.

Life or/and death?

2 Comments:

Blogger chaos said...

have you tried seeing yourself from a third person angle... may be u'll realize what your signals mean ... different to different people...
it's amazing and sometimes very scary too ;)

10:40 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Life

10:14 am  

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