Abstract Challenge - Blog Posts
Spooky bark, 2019.
University days.
Sometimes a peel off is all needed to see the goodness.
Multiple universes
Which one do I experience first?
Will all be similar?
With wars n bombs!
Hatred and coldness
Pain and dispair..
World of Illusion
World of Illusion
World of illusion
What is real?
What is fake?
Once the trust is broken
Nothing remains the same.
As does the Earth,
So does the Sky,
Get Broken.
That second photo is of our neighbours, she had arranged a get together (safe one with masks) her cat was agitated n angry coz of the crowd chatting away.
Third one a mom cat with her kitties. First she hissed at me but when I put (threw) some toast with milk for the little kitties she came n had a fill.
Others are beautiful bugs n butterflies
...becomes sharp and edgy.
We all think that someday we'll find a planet which can sustain life on it. The frenzy this thought has created that we'll be saved, human species will thrive again on some other planet seems ridiculous to me. (How many crafts will have to be built? How many times will they ferry? How much time and money it'll take? What about plants, animals and vegetation? Many more questions????)
If we couldn't and still cannot understand the significance of this stunning planet, the only planet we have right now, what's the guarantee that we'll take care of that other planet, Planet B??
Has anyone experienced any animal, bird, reptile, also vegetation taking more than they need or require??
No offense but it's an elusive lie that we'll find a well balanced planet which could be similar to planet Earth, which supports Life, and (wtf) even if we do, we don't have any right to hurt this one.
Let's begin
Let's begin again
This circle of life
Start from the scratch
Unknow that path
Maneuvering through the dead
We'll proceed again
But remember this time
To not repeat the wounding history again
You be my Moon
You be my Sun
And I'll be your Planet B
Let's begin
Let's begin again,
But please without the humans this time.
Breezy lullabies sway, Night smells of crispy breeze, Eyelids close to the cooling touch, Doze off in the arms of sleep...
...melted cloud holds on by the blade of grass..
Black and white.
Withering away.
#GEOMETRY#
Guesses any??
