Getting Through

My life is brilliant.

My love is pure.

The bane of speaking your mind is that you always run a high risk of heartbreak. And when it happens, you can either be miserable or be strong about it. But being strong requires willpower and inspiration. And what better inspiration than knowing that you gave it all you could possibly, that you stood by your words, honored the promises that you made. What better inspiration than knowing that your love was pure, and will always be, and this purity is what makes the pain so much lesser, and in spite of an almost daily dose of mini-heartbreaks that threaten to make you lose your mind, your quality of life is much better than could be expected, only because you believe that:

My life is brilliant.

My love is pure.

Monologue [Saving the World]

No, I’m not an insecure person. Then why do I feel the need to save every other person I see who is fighting a battle of their own? It isn’t because I want to see the world be any less of a depressing place. It’s because I need to know that my existence isn’t all in vain, that even though I might only save one person at a time, I’m still saving one person. Isn’t this the height of insecurity; that you need to watch other people stop fighting in order to keep your own demons at bay? But what if I stopped one day? What if I stopped trying to save the world and tried saving myself instead? Would the journey to the center of my soul be rewarding or all consuming? I can hear the menace inside me waiting for me to give it a whiff of attention. I guess I’ll stick to saving other people for now, at least until someone comes along who can save me from myself.

The Cupcake Agenda

I know that popular culture these days suggests that pretty soon vampires will be walking the Earth & there will be a zombie apocalypse. Popular culture also suggests that this will be the end of the human race.

Well, I digress. A zombie apocalypse or vampire outbreak won’t be the end of the human race. And the end of the human race isn’t something that is going to happen a few years from now; there is no want for an epidemic to break out. The ‘End’ has already started. We might not see it, we might not even realize that something so seemingly harmless (in a manner of speaking) could cause the end of the human race, but it will.

Ladies & gentlemen, I’m talking about nothing other than the plague that has taken over our fancy so suddenly, I am talking about …. (Drumroll) …. CUPCAKES!

YES! The immense amount of cupcakes littering the internet right now is mind-boggling. Every other person with an oven and access to the internet ergo a recipe site has decided to start baking and selling these menacing little delights. And the lazy people with access to the internet and no intentions of moving their own asses to the kitchen are blindly liking the ever-increasing-in-numbers Facebook pages and ordering cupcakes for their friends and family.

Like fat people needed any more motivation to not bother dragging themselves to the gym. “What’s the use?” they say, “We’ll end up stuffing ourselves with those delicious cupcakes –insert name here- bought off the internet and gain the pounds right back.”

But NO! Fat people, you must not fall for this! You MUST go to the gym! This is merely an agenda formulated by all the skinny people in the world to create enough zombie bait so that they may outrun the fat people and maybe human race might survive …. for a while.

I, being a member of the Global Morbidly Obese Community, vow to start going to the gym, so that the skinny people’s agenda may blow up in their faces. For if there is to be a zombie apocalypse, the human race will survive it all together as one or we’ll all just die to make way for the new species of highly intellectual beings to take over the planet.

All for and one for all – but after I’ve had my last chocolate centered cuppie cake. (nom nom nom)

Together

Take me away to better days, where I may gaze upon your face to see all that is rightfully mine.

Take me away to the horizon which melts into the sea, like they were made for each other, oblivious of all distance.

Take me away to your fantasy of the perfect world, for I know, in your mind, my sinful soul is the epitome of perfection.

Take me away to a tomorrow full of promise, with vanilla dusks & velvety dawns, & where our only truth is “together”.

Pin-Drop Silence

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The final bell tolls; the last of the sirens has been sounded, & after that, a deafening silence. But then, somewhere, a pin falls to the ground, & as soon as it touches the concrete, our whole world implodes, & takes with it the whole solar system.

& somewhere in a far off galaxy, a race not so different from our very own, rejoices.

The Translucent Glass Around Me

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From the inside looking out, all I can see is a beautiful haze & sharp bright lights, dimmed by the translucent glass around me.

I can hear the sound of children, laughing, crying, muffled by the translucent glass around me.

I feel a pain, an ache, a hunger rising inside me, and a scream escapes my lungs, echoed by the translucent glass around me.

My love has withered, my sympathy dissipated, my emotions wrought, after centuries of the translucent glass around me.

I Heard You

Yes, I heard you clearly when you said you would hold my hand and not my heart. I heard you clearly when you said that this was just something fleeting. I heard you clearly when you said that you don't value anything so much so that you'd bear standing downwind for it. I heard you clearly when you said, "No guarantees".

But all that didn't hurt as much as the knowledge that you also heard me clearly when I said, "I love you."