
If it was all that easy, it would have been a breeze,
If it was only suffering, it would have been a buffer.
To suffer in entirety meant to take it with ease,
To see through the charades meant the edges, rougher.
After all those blogs I've written throughout my journey, I've realized a lot of them have content that is sometimes irrelevant or innapropriate. However, the nature of my writings was personal and not for publication and hence I did not ammend them grammatically or factually. This is the nth version of a space where I can write about the challenges I and many others face. I have made errors, I have accomplished a little bit and this is my archive. My error prone perspective on the world before I leave.
If it was all that easy, it would have been a breeze,
If it was only suffering, it would have been a buffer.
To suffer in entirety meant to take it with ease,
To see through the charades meant the edges, rougher.
Crushed Earphones
It’s just so disheartening to see you in all your comfort and leisure picking on a thing that’s fragile and unsure of itself.
You could have chosen to go the other direction but you picked on her, him?
Were you aware about the intricacies of reality around them? Had life also treated you the same or had you the privilege to suckle on the teats of abundance a bit tad bit too long?
In this time of rife, trials and tribulations, both personal and otherwise came to the fore. It was just a virus but it could be anything, a war or even an asteroid. Challenges result from inadequacies boiling over, both individual and us as a people.
I shouted out aloud, Fuck!… and my bottle fell to the ground. This was the second time in two weeks but… Just kidding I struggled through it but didn’t let it hold me back