About Me

!nversed Poignancy!

...I am an eclectic amalgamation of many seemingly paradoxical things. This can be exemplified in both my seemingly endless persistance on many topics and arguments, as well as my careful cautiousness on other topics and arguments. This is largely due to how astute I am of the topic: more knowledge, more persistant; less knowledge, obviously more cautious. I also have times of obsessive compulsions regarding certain things (mostly just my thoughts, however)...

Life and Death

!nversed Poignancy!

Life

An assembly

Possibly impossible

Perfectly interchangeable..

Death

That lives most upright

Beyond the unspoken

Neither a squiggle nor a quibble..

She and Me

!nversed Poignancy!

She

A daffodil

Tyrannizer of me

Breaking the colors of dusk!..

Me

The rising sun

Infringed with violations

The impurity in the salt..

Love and Poetry!

!nversed Poignancy!

Love

A puerile desire

Buried in the heart

Never leaves..

Poetry

Sentimentally melodramatic

Cursively recursive

My thoughts idiotic!

Words..

Scribbled by Bharath C On August 06, 2008


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I can not see the words as a set of characters that are ordered in a conventional form and that only indicate the name of physical or abstract things. No, for me they are alive and own bodies and perfect. They are sentrie's, expressions of parallel worlds, living beings in the world of emotions in the concrete world of the mind or in the minds of abstract characters, or simply living fully in the world thats intuitive...

The words are pure beings same as that of "Logos", independent of concepts such as spelling. And they remain so,even when their objects are horrifically used by humans...

Each uttered acoustic of a word have the same sound, is the wavelength,and they are ones that accord-intact to their speed of vibrations,they also melt in the range of polychromatic light or are simply total darkness. Everything and nothing. Without beginning or end. They also note the weather and the line that spreads into a beam of varying intensity of colors.

They are infact an eclectic amalgamation of Being more Pure and just unique, and are the, the "Official language of Love".
Repeated repeated…… and immersed, melted in themselves.


The beings of all worlds are one with "They". They are beautiful shades of Infinity.

But, are they really the catalogue of good?
Do you say that they actually make sense?


Elusive and playful. Words, Logos, be of "Being". Love, symbols, impenetrable realities and Maya. Labyrinth of expressions of Spirit A Matter fact.

Landscape of nebulous sentires and of condensates in the five elements, original sound, the matrix and theirs...

To simply quote and unquote it all in a single sentence..
"They.."
"Strive to define what is indefinable lost… and live it the way!, it has to be..."
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