I have been reeling around time and fighting the lost battle of desolation. Things have changed so much around me. I have changed. Maybe yesterday I liked the standard dose of blues by Muddy Waters but today I like a little overdose of Metal; of Opeth, of growling and power chords and what not, but I can sense a change from the Pearl Jam to the Power Jam. Maybe the meaningless Yellow Ledbetter still provides me the right lyrics to croon but music has changed for me. Ah! I like it.
Moments of madness and the sweetness of a Voice seems like crass cacophony eroding the morality and endangering species like me. The nous seems to have vanished and has put me through an ordeal to emerge triumphant. I am who I was, ah, at last!
I wonder how they ‘won’ battles so morbidly, how they could have called themselves victorious. You leave another incapacitated to rise up and grow. I wonder how the shoot grows having been mauled by feet and men. I wonder what would have happened, if survival of the fittest ever existed in human-beings, not breast fed but left alone, to find a source to sustain. Ah! Human – Beings!
Maybe that is the reason that I might be losing my religion and still am not in the spotlight. Maybe that is the reason 'Rapid Eye Movements' still find little space in my memory card! Ah! The reasons!
