The Dream comes true

Electricity  filled the air like the maker weaving dreams. One, of the gods decending upon the mortals,
finally pushing the believers over the edge. and the non-believers to rest.

Not too many are enlightened enough to see their gods in person. Up close and personal, not too many get a chance to see them be The Master of Puppets they are. for those that do, the experience is one that makes living easy and filled with purpose. even if it's just for a few hours, where you don't have to question the reasons of life and the universe. you don't have to question the existence of a higher power.

you're there. they're there. and they are in control.


the ecstasy of first notes being played brings on a feeling far greater than that first drag of hashish, of the first time you made love. it grabs you, and makes you forget the pain, of standing for 10 hours. of having waited all your life. of having grown up without ever getting to experience them. of hunger and thirst. of everything that makes you human.


the only thing that makes complete sense is to sing. sing till your throat hurts. sing till your voice is heard. sing till you can't sing anymore. sing till the noise reaches your soul.


and when as if on que, even the sky drops down it's nectar on you, you realise that this is no ordinary event. you are being blessed by the celestial beings for being there. for experiencing something so magical, your future generations will feel it.


you don't ever want the night to end. you just want to be stuck there, in a limbo, till you shrivel up and lay down. listening to the sounds that make everything so easy.


and just as the last riff is played and all the formalities are done, you know for sure that

the night indeed will never end.

Esctasy

Eyes closed, heart thumping, the liquid in his veins doing its job.
The breeze making him sway, a little more violently than he would have liked. Blowing his long mane in the direction of its choosing.

Happiness. He knew it well. Had know it all his life, just hadn't realised it, uptil now.

Distancing himself on the top of the world, one step away from meeting it again. He didn't enjoy the rush, he just pretended to.

His emotions had been threatening to deceive him and spread through his very life, unvolunteeringly making his existence far more comfortable.

They had figured out a way to eternal gratification. And they didn't want to hide it any longer.

He opened his eyes to the magnanimity of the gods. The dawn saluting his ambition, its warmth comforting him like the arms of a mother.

It wasn't the dawn of time but that of the last stage of life itself. Where the most prized possession wasn't tangible but something of another order.

A secret.

That was now his. To keep or not.

A world on fire

The world's on fire,
it burns for you and me

beyond the shimmering glances,
lies the passion for the burning world to see

take hold of something fast,
cause it's not going to last at all

while the magic soon runs out
waiting for nature to answer it's call

the temperatures keep rising,
for no fault of ours

and we wait for the icy waters
for our innocence to deflower

so lets go on
lets go on
lets go on

Colour

as the colour of life changes from green to blue,
we stand amazed to watch it's vibrant hue

always wondering what colours are to come,
behind the white light and the beauty of the setting sun

where the rainbow had once wooed the ground
and left it's gold hidden, never to be found

and when the redness of war finally sees the break of day
and the grey of doom has faded and died away

the colour of life will douse the dreams of man
and hope will reign free. Just like the final jotted plan.

love is on the table.

i bring love to the table
just like your adorable mom
i bring love to the table
just like god at dawn

i bring love to the table
bitter, sweet and sour
i bring love to the table
every second, every minute and every hour

i bring love to the table
for those hungry hearts to feed
i bring love to the table
enough to fill every greed

i bring love to the table
just like the hurricane wind
i bring love to the table
so watch your step before you come in

i bring love to the table
of the most delectable taste
i bring love to the table
savoury enough to never waste

i bring love to the table
for people i don't even know
i bring love to the table
in hopes of making it grow

i bring love to the table
with every bite you take
i bring love to the table
raw, fried or baked

i bring love to the table
as bright as the sun
i bring love to the table
made of 100% fun

i bring love to the table
no matter how big or small
i bring love to the table
for you, me and all

i bring love to the table
if it's the last thing i do
i bring love to the table
in a way noone else could, but a few

i bring love to the table
so pick up that fork and spoon
because i bring love to the table
that will fly you over the moon

god talks.

their destruction is inevitable.
they have long forsaken themsleves and the planet they live on.

5...4...3...2...1... haa haa haahahahaha

don't tickle me in the middle of my countdown! this is serious business. the fate of earth rests on it, and none of your childish gimmicks will make me change my mind.

hahahahaha...stop....hahahahaha...it

do you want me to curse you too?


for generations their kind has looted, plundered and ravaged the world it took me so long to perfect and build. And at the end of it all, the only imperfections lay in my greatest creations. the bastards even wiped out my dodo! I hadn't even finished making all my dumb jokes.

i know... it's too late to make them monkeys again.
even the monkey's will feel bad if i do.

that's why this is the only option i have left.

another warning? no! i've warned them enough. how many more times will i have to shake their world a bit. heat things up a little. destroy a few things here and there.

all of this even makes me feel petty! and to think they're the smartest of my creations.

i should be ashamed of myself. but i'm too aghast by their recklessness to loathe in self shame.

if i don't stop them, they'll only stop when everything's over anyway. so it has to be done now.

5...4...3...2...1...

what!? no?! you wouldn't do that to me!

but...we haven't even tried all the positions yet!
these Indians i tell you, perverted little geniuses. i know you'll miss it just as much. think of when we tried No. 42... hmmm...good wasn't it?

so just let me finish this and we'll go... But why not?! how else will they learn?
ok fine! i won't finish them this time. they can thank their lucky stars we haven't got to No. 64.

but i do have to scare them don't i?

yes yes i'll give give their world a little poke. don't worry they won't even feel it. see i'll poke them right next to these small little islands. no it won't kill them! remember what i said? whatever doesn't kill you, makes you stronger. and hopefully in this case smarter as well.

*poke*

blondes and brunettes

she parted her legs to show me the way
her eyes as glazed and welcoming
and i was stuck without a will.

it had started with a little love
and a whole lot of remorse
spending years with a broken heart
and a broken home
expecting the least that you possibly can
and turning out as majestic as this
could only mean being special, or ignorant.

to escape into another world
where imaginations run wild
and is spilt over to reality.

i calmly looked her in the eyes
and she nodded and smiled
knowing wholly what remained unsaid.
dressed and ready to go she bent over
and grazed my lips with hers
i had never loved anyone more.

the money still lay untouched,
right next to the loaded barrel
with the promise of coming back.

lies.

incomplete i lay for a while
i was on duty
i was always on duty
had been for the past twenty year
and still felt as incomplete as ever.