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the thematical don’ts unabashedly coming to the theatrically focussed fore in sabotaging satirical veils of literally a killer inspiration, , and then there it is finally- the suffixing rights to it as if hung deliberate inspite of its repellance to nowhere like its a namesake addition . all these and more, showing now, in these bodily bundles of lies. of laws.

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#VaskoVassilev Art # TheGate”Kali Yuga”


no .end


closed chapters. [their once pages in a rush of jostled clattering noise heard nowhere…they vanish into an oblivious sterility. of no imaginations. of no braved breaths. of lazed logjams in an adamant stagnation. of no creative motilities in a propelling lightness. of merely no art…]

as you say, if not feel its core quintessence at the least in its slightest depths that which still daringly bleeds thick and nude in staring daylights yet smitten wet and deeply brown in earthen petrichor-laden crusted airs of mother tongue’s fluently ancient nativity, so much wrigglingly alive of its umbilical breaths..that you say, been choked off as mangled to interspersed bits, so long ago as long ago to not to remember even

now, wake in silence. to the eternity within

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#DOCart #DannyO’Connor, “Half Portrait”

some suns and dragons of a saturday’s stuck-up twilight


before this serially twitching rhythm
in molten hottening warmup tempos
stops its primal drumming c(ir/y)cle,
there’s a coming home confluence
in the twilight’s transitional silence

the dashing breeze gave in to violence
by grapewine lips and unworked cheeks
whilst those eyes stared in empty fixtures
over an agitated dragonfly hitting bright white
lights that drew it nearby, as if were self-cursed

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dissecting the discrete nighlight dots and bits: a darkizen’s inevitable mutation



inside the blurrily winking and dimming
nightlight colours in motion – monstrous
shadowing greys smoke off in endless clouded nuke puffs:

clotted to choked- the firing blood and conscience
rise in ashen dusts

wipes off the remnant souls and smells of love- a

white-washed blandness languishes in morbid loneliness, an

insane species in a self-cloning spree

walks along in dangerous contradictions

survival is not of relevance any more

its the black humored apocalyptical bubbling spirals

something pulling such lightning fast in suicidal implosions

this dark devil seems to adorn as it kills as it kills





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#an inspired write from the crying nightlights n darkness streets of the 1976 movie Taxi Driver …”Just the part about the contradictions. You are that”

“The days go onband on…they don’t end. All my needed was a sense og someplace to go. I don’t believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention, I believe that one should become a person like other people”

“One of these days i’m gonna get organezized”

Of moults and renewal, a seashell…..and my lifeline inspirAtion


Reading words of Boris Pasternak from Doctor Zhivago…
“Reshaping life! People who can say that have never understood a thing about life—they have never felt its breath, its heartbeat—however much they have seen or done. They look on it as a lump of raw material that needs to be processed by them, to be ennobled by their touch. But life is never a material, a substance to be molded. If you want to know, life is the principle of self-renewal, it is constantly renewing and remaking and changing and transfiguring itself, it is infinitely beyond your or my obtuse theories ”

Words spoke out in summating this as thus, also affected from Sartyre’s Existentialism reads I am in now, the book as refered by my lifeline inspirAtion:

moulting layers
defined conscious sheds
much pointed uptakes
but, the
overall essence
that was bound to happen
over its existence
remained a blur
from infinity:
an incomprehensive dream
a streak of falling jugnu
into nowhere

this renewal
this core

A macro-photographed seashell before weeks ago instigated descriptive ponders:
Shell over the black hardcover
shone in cleaving whites
albeit its well made
ancient opacities
in curvaceous
tapering layers: mouth
at its apical front
opened like a craving fish

Felling off porosities
here and there
dotted blacks, one
a bigger hole
dug like an eye

Fossilized stature
screamed from past
its ‘will’ : to be ‘lived’
in the focussed ‘essential’
lights of the present



Zebra Face :

A dark of pondering puzzle

A flash of striking solution

Algebra question !

Elucidation :

Disappearance of

Elusivity by a sort of

Sedation .

Serendipity :


Kekule just took a

serene dip

in the mind’s eternity..

And pat flashed the

benzene ring structure !


Purely based

on the Wits

of the Writer :))


Not for

Bookish worms

and Facereaders:)

Traffic Jam:

Sandwiched are all the

Office demotions,

Love Failures,

School Kneeldowns :((


In doubts,

B(e) always silent !


Have to dwell here for ever!

If  “I” come out,

It will be rented :))


View it only once!

If you see twice,

leads to partition 🙂


Dont lift it!

You  end up in something

as fishy as an eel!




even in plants !


The Probiotic


out all the

ILLness from US !