To switch or not to switch

The Monty Hall dilemma

You are probably familiar with the problem from the TV show ‘Lets make a deal’. Here is the problem. There are three doors and there is a car behind one of the doors and goats behind the other two doors. You don’t know which door the car is behind, but the game show host knows where it is. You get to pick a door and once you pick a door, the host will open a door with a goat behind from the remaining two doors (i.e. the doors you didn’t pick). Then you have two choices, either you stick with the door you originally picked or switch to the other door.

What would you do?

According to Marilyn Vos Savant, if you switch you have a higher probability to win. The reasoning being that 2 /3 times you will pick the wrong door and when the host opens a door with the goat, he has no choice but to pick the only other door with the goat behind. So 2/3 of the times if you switch you will get the car.

Not convinced yet? There is a computer simulation for this problem, which is fun to try out. Go to http://www.cut-the-knot.org/hall.shtml

So would you switch or stick?

Shadow and light

Sharp lines emerged and blurred in front of my eyes.

Such games the light and shadow played today.

My room filled with color and warmth.

Then tired, the light retreated away.


More photos uploaded at http://www.flickr.com/photos/crystalblur/

Waiter, there is art in my coffee!

My latest addiction on the internet is Flickr.com. The other day I was surfing around and came across a collection of photos on latte art. Exquisite, impressive…all and all in good taste.
For more photos go to: http://www.flickr.com/photos/tonx/sets/48921/

Rishyasringa (The conclusion)

So far....
Minister: "One more meeting and I will scream."
King of Anga: Busy having orgies.
Smartass: "I am fucked if the Booty Squad does not come through."
Booty Squad: "We kicked some serious ass."
Rishyasringa: "So many women, so little time."
Vibhandaka: (Farts). "Oh fuck! Here I go again."
Horses: "Are we there yet?"

Booty squad finally reaches the palace along with Rishyasringa.
King of Anga: "Welcome to Anga son. It is our pleasure to have you here."
Rishyasringa:"Thank you your majesty."
Kinga of Anga:"You are welcome to stay here as long as you want. I have one favor to ask from you though. Will you be able to hook us up with Swarga's water department?"
Rishyasringa:"Sure thing"
Booty Fool pinches Rishyasringa.
Rishyasringa:"Ow, I mean what's in it for me?"
King:"What's on your mind?"
Rishyasringa whispers to Booty Fool: "What do I ask for?"
Booty Fool (whispers):"Princess's hand in marriage."
Rishyasringa : "What? And kill my social life before it could even begin?."
Booty Fool (groan):"Okay first of all, the King's social life is not anywhere close to over, secondly have you even seen Princess Santa?, thirdly you promised me and don't even get me started with the horns on your head."
Rishyasringa:"Okay okay! You don't have to be so fucking rude."
King:"Ahem! So do you know what you want?"
Rishyasringa:"Yes, I want your daughter's hand in marriage."
Courtiers: Gasp!
Smartass:"Damn those bitches are smart!"
All heads turn to the King.
King looks at Queen. All heads turn to the Queen.
Queen:"He is smart, well educated, and damn he is hot....sure Santa should marry him."
The King agrees and the very next day water starts flowing in Anga again.

Just when things seem to settle, Vibhandaka arrives in the palace and he looks mighty pissed.
Minister whispers to Smartass:'Wow he got here fast. He must have some kind of magical powers."
Vibhandaka furiously:"You thought you could use my contacts in the water department and I won't find out?"
Minister:"Nevermind"
King:"Vibhandaka please calm down. You must be tired from the journey. Here let me make you an offering of some of my finest happy potion."
Vibhandaka eyes the happy potion. Rishyasringa steps in arm in arm with Princess Santa.
Rishyasringa:"Yo Dad! Wassup?"
Vibhandaka (very pissed) :"Thats it! You guys are going down."
Minister:"Before you curse us for eternal damnation there is something we want you to see. Smartass go ahead."
Smartass goes near Vibhandaka with a platter covered with a red silk cloth. He unveils the cloth to reveal Vibhandaka's personal diary.
Vibhandaka: "Oh fuck!"
Smartass:"I loved the drawings."
Rishyasringa:"What is it?"
Vibhandaka:"Nothing!" Looks at King."So you were saying, you have the vintage happy potion?"
King:"Oh yes, certainly."

And there you have it....
Rishyasringa: Enjoying marital bliss
Santa: "Whats with the horns?"
Booty Squad minting money in their upscale Booty Parlour: "Totally awesome."
Booty Fool starts up her own production in Angallywood:"Like action!"
Courtiers:"We are still underpaid!"
Minister:Snore
Vibhandaka: Hic hic
King: "Holy fuck Vibhandaka...how is this position humanly possible?"
Queen: "Oh yeah I've done it that way before."
King:"Oh really?"
Smartass:"Shit I think I forgot my undies in the queen's bedroom"

---The End----

If you are interested in reading a brief non-CCSL version of this story go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rishyasringa

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Rishyasringa (Part five)

Rishyasringa is sitting in the cottage trying to concentrate but inevitably ends up day dreaming about Booty Fool. Not knowing if he would see Booty Fool again, he decides to sketch her from memory. Booty Fool walks upto the cottage and finds Rishyasringa deep in thought.
Booty Fool:"HI!!"
Rishyasringa:"Shriek!! Don't ever do that again."
Booty Fool:"Aw I am sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
Rishyasringa:"I thought I will never see you again."
Booty Fool hugs Rishyasringa and Rishyasringa feels the tingling sensation in his happy place again.
Booty Fool: "You need to get out more often. I know! Lets go on a date, by the riverside."
Rishyasringa:"I don't know about that. Dad wants me to review chapter 20.8 today."
Booty Fool:"Oh come on! Pleeeease". Bats eyelashes.
Rishyasringa:"Yeah you right. Fuck it. Lets go."
Booty Fool:"Did you just say fuck?"
Rishyasringa:"Yeah, what does it mean?"
Booty Fool:"Oh I'll tell you what it means. In fact if it is your lucky day, I might just show you what it means."
Rishyasringa:*Confused*
Booty Fool and Rishyasringa walk to the riverside hand in hand.

Booty squad swiftly moves towards the cottage after Booty Fool and Rishyasringa leave.
Booty Queen:"Alright bitches. So like this is the plan. Sleeping booty, Black booty and I go inside the cottage and y'all keep an eye. If there is a threat, give the Booty Call."
Booty squad quickly gets in position.
Booty Queen, Sleeping Booty and Black Booty start rummaging through the cottage.
Sleeping Booty:"I found it! Look y'all, this trunk is labeled Vibhandaka's secret stash."
Booty Queen:"Like did you even read the orders? It specifically said to look for 'incriminating evidence'. Now look more carefully."
Black Booty:"I wonder whats in the secret stash though."
Booty Queen:"Oh probably subscription to Apsaras gone wild."
Black Booty:"OMG! Look! Trunk labeled incriminating evidence. This is it."
Sleeping Booty:"Shoot! It says password protected."
Booty Queen:"So like whats the problem?"
Sleeping Booty:"Er...we don't know the password?"
Booty Queen:"Like don't be absurd. It says right there, password protected."
Black Booty:"Oh you are so smart Q!"
Black Booty writes "protected" on the trunk and click, the trunk opens.
Booty Queen:"Look what we have here...Vibhandaka's personal diary! Take the diary and lets head back before somebody finds us."

Booty Squad heads back to the Booty camp.
Meanwhile by the riverside.
Booty Fool:"You mean you have NEVER seen a woman? Never ever??"
Rishyasringa:"Hey I already feel bad enough. You don't have to rub it in."
Booty Fool:"Alright I am sorry. I could show you what a woman looks like."
Booty Fool starts peeling off her clothes.
Booty Fool now clad only in red thongs:"So what do you think?"
Rishyasringa stunned and pink:"I think I need new underwear."

At the Booty Camp, the Booty squad is horrified after reading the diary.
Sleeping Booty:"Like I have no words."
Black Booty:"I thought I had seen it all."
Booty Queen:"Who would've thought Vibhandaka and animal sex."
Sleeping Booty:"Those drawings and descriptions...that poor deer must've died of exhaustion."
Booty Queen:"OMG, it gets worse you guys. Like Beauty Fool didn't see it at first b'coz of his long hair but then she noticed that Rishya had something that looked like deer horns coming out of his head."
Black Booty:"Does that mean....?"
Booty Queen:"Like Duh!"
Beauty Squad:"EEEWWWWW!"
Sleeping Booty:"I think I am going to throw up."

Rishyasringa and Booty Fool return singing "Its a bootiful world."
Rishyasringa:"I think I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I can't live without you Booty Fool."
Booty Fool giggles:"Don't be silly!"
Rishyasringa:"I want to make you happy. Is there anything I can do?"
Booty Fool: "Actually there is..."
Rishyasringa listens to Booty Fool as she talks for an hour.
Booty Fool:"In summary, I want you to come to Anga and bring rain, give me a break in Angallywood and make Booty Squad rich."
Rishyasringa:"Wow!" Thinks for a bit. "And you said there are lots of women in Anga?"
Booty Fool:"Lots!"
Rishyasringa:"Let me grab a few things and I will meet you in 5."
Booty Fool:"Awesome."
Booty squad along with Rishyasringa begin their journey to Anga.

End of Part five.

(To be continued...)

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Rishyasringa (Part four)

Meanwhile in Anga, at another boring meeting.
Courtier 1:"Do you know what this meeting is for?"
Courtier 2:"Nope, as usual I got the last minute pigeon. I mean how am I supposed to get any work done with these stupid meetings?"
Courtier 1:"All I know is that I am not being paid enough for all this overtime."
Courtier 3:"I heard that lately the Queen has been on King's case. You know, the whole...'you are getting out of shape and go to the gym' stuff."
Courtier 2:"Women! They are all the same."
Courtier 3:"So the King calls these 7 am meetings, even on weekends to get out of gym."
Courtier 2:"Why that fat ass."
King:"Alright minister, lets commence the meeting. Minister?"
Minister: Snoring
Courtier 5 taps on minister's shoulder.
Minister sleep talks: "Not tonight honey."
Courtier 5 shakes minister vigorously.
Minister wakes up and grins sheepishly.
King: "Whats the latest on Booty squad?"
Security advisor: "The last message said, the mouse has taken bait."
Dumbass:"Okay we got to focus here, we are talking about the squad progress not mice."
Security advisor (in a irritated tone):"Thats a code you moron."
Dumbass mumbles:"Whatever, jerk."
Minister: "Anyhoo, there is a problem that I foresee with the mission."
Smartass: Cough cough.
Minister: "Oh alright, Smartass thinks we need to figure out a way to escape the inevitable wrath of Vibhandaka."
King:"And why is Vibhandaka pissed?"
Minister:"Oh he will be, after his son betrays him and elopes with the Booty squad. On top of that his son is going to use Vibhandaka's connections in the water department. Our calculations show that there is a very high probability of shit hitting the fan."
Courtier 2: "What if Vibhandaka accidently dies a gruesome death?"
Smartass: "Thats too boring and predictable. In fact, I have a better idea."
Smartass narrates his plan.
King: "Well....alright. You do realise that if this does not work, its your ass on the line?"
Smartass: "Oh fuck, I didn't see that coming. Booty Queen was right, you never know how, when and where you might get screwed...and not in a good way."
King:"Talking about screwing, I gotta get going."

Back in the Jungle.
Booty Fool: "Its been 4 days and the old fart is not budging. I can't give Rishya a booty call if Dad does not leave the cottage."
Booty Queen: "Don't worry, I took care of it. Dad will totally leave the cottage today."
As if on cue, Vibhandaka hurriedly heads into the jungle.
Booty Squad:"Woah!"
Booty Queen: "Last night I added a little something to the happy potion."
Booty Fool:"What did you put in there?"
Booty Queen: "You don't want to go there girlfriend."
Booty Fool:"I have so much to learn from you Q."
Booty Queen: "Booty Fool, you can like kiss my ass later. Now be a bad girl and go seduce Rishya. This time take him somewhere away from the cottage."
Booty Fool:"Awesome, let me grab the red thongs and I will be on my way."
Booty Queen: "Alright, listen up bitches, as soon as the love birds hit the road we snoop around the cottage."
Booty squad: "Like what exactly are we looking for?"
Booty Queen: "I got a pigeon from Smartass with new mission orders. Here read them."
Booty squad gasps:"Like oh my gawd!! But how could that be?"
Booty Queen: "Men! They are all the same."

End of Part four.

(To be continued...)

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Rishyasringa (Part three)

Dad returns to find most of the chores unfinished.
Dad: "There better be a good explanation for the apparent slacking."
Rishyasringa : "Dad, I have been thinking I am old enough to get out on my own. You know explore the world, build my own cottage."
Dad roars with laughter: "Oh you are serious? Ahem...well, I am sorry son but your GPA clearly shows that you need to focus on your studies and believe me there is a lot of room for improvement."
Rishyasringa: "I am tired of being judged by you. I think I am quite capable of supporting myself by offering private tuitions alone."
Dad now suspicious at the sudden change in attitude, senses that this conversation has something more to it than his son was revealing.
Dad: "Alright son, whats going on here? I want you to first off walk in a straight line for me."
Rishyasringa:"I did not drink your happy potion dad!"
Dad: "Then what is it?"
Rishyasringa exhaling deeply: "I was studying as usual, for the surprise test that you hinted to last night. Suddenly out of nowhere, I was confronted by the most beautiful man I have seen. He made my heart race. I have never felt like this before specially in my happy place."
Dad: "Holy fuck. That was no man! That was a bitch. Either that or my son is a homo."
Eyes his son's pink robe suspiciously.
Rishyasringa:"Okay I can't make any sense of that sentence. First of all what is "fuck" and "homo"? And I am pretty sure that was no bitch, definitely Homo sapien, not Canis familiaris"
Dad asks the son to describe the man he saw.
Dad: "Look son, we need to talk"
Rishyasringa: "Its a little too late for that dad."
Dad:"Alright enough. Now listen to me carefully. That was no man that you saw. That was a woman... the most cunning creature you will meet. She will torture you, never be satisfied with all your efforts.... in short make your life a living hell."
Rishyasringa mumbles:"I don't really see the change of life style for me from what you describe."
Dad: "What was that?"
Rishyasringa:"What was what?"
Dad: "Now go, and work on your grades."
Rishyasringa:"But Daaaaad"
Booty squad eavesdropping.
Booty queen: "My my. Like what have we got here? Totally like a rebel who is well endowed."
Booty fool: "100% bootilicious in my book."
Booty squad: Hoot hoot.
Dad:"Thats the wierdest owl I have ever heard."

End of Part three

(To be continued...)

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Rishyasringa (Part two)

Booty Squad brainstorming in the strategy room.
Booty queen: "Okay lets like consider our options."
Booty fool: "As I see it we have only two options. Its either pink negligee or red thongs. I say we go with the thongs, they always work for me."
Booty queen: "Thats like a totally awesome idea. We can't go wrong with red. What say y'all?"
Booty squad: "Awesome!"
Armed with red thongs the Booty squad embarks on their quest.
Day 1:
Booty fool:"The blue skies, green forests, going into unchartered territories. Awesome."
Day 2:
Booty fool: "Are we there yet?"
Day 3:
Booty fool: "Are we there yet?"
Booty Queen: "If I hear that one more time I swear!!!"
After 4 days of constant whining and traveling , the near exhausted Booty squad finally reaches the hermitage.
Booty queen (getting off the horse):"My booty hurts like a mother."

After getting some Booty sleep, the Squad swiftly moves towards the hermitage.
Booty fool:"Holy cow Vibhandaka is hot! I could've sworn he doesn't look a day older than 20 years."
Booty queen: "Don't be silly. Thats his son, Rishyasringa. And girls we might be in luck. He looks home alone."
Booty fool: "Alright ladies, I am going in and he is going down....er figuratively ofcourse"
Booty queen: "Remember, if Vibhandaka returns, we will warn you by giving the Booty call and you immediately head to safety. Got it?"
Booty fool: "Totally"
Meanwhile Rishyasringa has no idea that it might just be his lucky day. He is reading Chapter 10.2 for the fifth time and falling asleep when he hears a sweet voice.
Booty fool: "Well hello there"
Rishyasringa: Jaw dropped.
Booty fool: "I don't mean to interrupt whatever you were doing."
Rishyasringa: "Huh hullo. My name is Rishyasringa and you are the most beautiful man I've ever seen."
Booty fool giggles and then glances at the pile of books Rishyasringa was reading.
Rishyasringa: "I was just reviewing. Dad likes to give surprise tests and lately my GPA has been falling."
Booty fool: "I was never that good at studies.I wish I was as smart as you."
Rishyasringa: "Its not that difficult. I could give you some private tuitions if you'd like".
Booty fool: "Oh you are naughty".
Booty squad: "Hoot hooot."
Booty fool : God dammit booty call already?
Rishyasringa:"Thats the strangest owl I have heard"
Booty fool:"I got to go."
Rishyasringa:"Wait. I didn't get your name."
Booty fool hugs Rishyasringa and lightly kisses him on his cheek.
Booty fool:"I will see you soon I promise. Bye for now."
Rishyasringa is paralyzed with strange excitement as he sees Booty fool run away in slow motion.

End of Part Two

(To be continued...)

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Rishyasringa (Part one)

Once upon a time there lived a sage named Vibhandaka (aka Dad). He had a son named Rishyasringa (aka Rishyasringa). They lived in the forest, meditating about nothing in particular and collecting roots and fruits (Dad! not salad again). But salad was not even Rishyasringas life's suckiest part. Rishyasringa had never seen a woman, not even his mom (yeah, thanks a lot dad).
Little Rishya: Dad, where did I come from?
Dad: "Umm, I think we are running out of firewood. Go get some firewood. Chop chop."
After awhile, Rishyasringa gave up asking questions. Mebbe his notes on social interactions of Pan troglodytes (Chimps for the non-biology nerds) had something to do with it.

Meanwhile, country of Anga was afflicted with famine.
King of Anga: "Minister, there has been no rain and there is too much bitching going on in the kingdom. We must pretend to do something. Lets have a meeting"
Minister: (Groan) "Excellent idea, your majesty"
At the meeting:
King: "Lets keep this short, I have a skinny dipping session with my mistresses in my royal pool in about 10 mins."
Courtier 1: "We could sell subsidized beer"
King: " Brilliant!"
Minister: "Er...we can't do that, in the last banquet we finished our supplies".
Courtier 2: "How about we import some beer?"
King: "No can do, I don't have the funds, I just renovated my palace what else have you got?"
Courtier 1: "Lets call Vibhandaka. He has connectins with Swarga's water department."
Courtier 3: "I dunno about him, that dude is whacko. He has a short temper. If we piss him off, which we most likely will, he will curse the living gabeegees out of us."
Smartass: "Ya mean begeesus?"
Courtier 3: "Whatever skunk breath".
King:"Okay I have 5 mins and I haven't had any executions in the kingdom recently. So speak."
Smartass: "Hmm...lets see...single father...playing superdad...no social life...after all these years I am sure he wouldn't mind a little booty action."
King: "Yes, thats it! Send in the booty squad. Talking about booty, I gotta get going."
Minister:"Wow that was the most productive meeting since....oh my gosh, its a first."
Booty squad: "Oh fuck, I didn't see that coming. Girls, we might get screwed here, one way or the other"
Booty queen: "Yeah, like if we don't go, the king slays us and like if we do, Vibhandaka might put a curse on us, or worse we have to like screw him."
Booty fool: " When will my break in the Angallywood come? I am this close on giving up on my acting aspirations."
Booty queen: "Listen up bitches, we need to figure out a scheme to save our collective asses".

End of Part one.

(To be continued...)

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Down came the rain

Much had changed in Mumbai in the two years that I was away. The flyovers were a pleasant addition but I was a lil disappointed by the "Americanisation" of Mumbai with cookie cutter malls sprouting up, complete with Mac Donalds. Before I could be too disappointed, down came the rain. The rain lashed the city and transformed Bombay into a sea of trouble. People huddled together for shelter. Much was lost as the city drowned in the sinister pralaya. Saw people come together, forgetting all differences. Heroes arose with the rising tide. I was reminded yet again that Mumbai truly is a resilient city, with a spirit that braves it all.

The itsy bitsy spider
Crawled up the water spout
Down came the rain
And washed the spider out
Out came the sun
And dried up all the rain
And the itsy bitsy spider
Crawled up the spout again.

Salaam Bombay.

Perverse

Want to extinguish the sun
Just for some selfish fun
Pluck away the stars for good
Just because it suits my mood

Forgot everything I learned
Something terrible I yearned
Betraying the beaten path
Baring unto a bitter wrath

Wasn't a choice I could make
Tried so hard to hesitate
Lately the way I see
Its all a skewed reality

The hell's bell will toll
As I quickly lose control
Willing to bet it all
I prepare for the fall

Ready to give up all I got
Without a concern or a doubt
A recluse from the humankind
Prisoner of a diseased mind

Whats this urge to self destruct
A penchant to not give a fuck
Hell bend to walk in reverse
Complying to my mind perverse

Defying everything that is real
To unearth what lies concealed
Maybe I failed to see
The angel I was meant to be

Orphaned by morality
Remorse a formality
Righteous Gods will frown
Disown me, put me down

Not welded by chastity
I submit to heresy
Brutal, deviant and ugly
The truth it sets me free

Full circle

Hunched in front of the PC
Or bleary eyed watching TV
Nuking dinners in the microwave
Over and over in a full circle

Downing shots of kamikazes
With a buzz to seduce reality
Waking up hung over life
Over and over in a full circle

Morning papers mourning martyrs still
Rapes and murders simply for a thrill
Heroes fighting for peace and justice
Over and over in a full circle

Affairs, divorces, sex tapes and all
Papparazzi then spew some gall
Stars they rise and they fall
Over and over in a full circle

Breathe in breathe out
Echo what is without
Duplicate, reconstruct, reproduce
Over and over in a full circle

Creation, nurture and destruction
A universe of replication
Listen to the pulsationg beat repeat
Over and over in a full circle

An ode to catdog

An orange ball of fur
Tip toes in the grass
Hunts with the passion
Of a big jungle cat

He thinks he is the king
of the ground he walks on
He looks like garfield
and acts like a dog

He walks me to school
and waits on me at dusk
He paws at the geckos
and then sniffs like a mutt

He is the best catdog
you will ever meet
But now he is lost
and wandering the streets

I hope he comes back home
I miss him a ton
Coz without the orange furball
its just not much fun

The way

Won't you share the toxicity
Inject a shot of pain into me

Smouldering steadily your mind chars
Trade open wounds for some benign scars

Your dark demons you defend
One woman war until the end?

I know they have been unkind
Got you locked up in a sick mind

Bury the remains of the cold shattered God
Gather every drop of resilience and move on

Bare unto the warm light the venom frozen within
Like snow melting and trickling on the first day of spring

A monsoon of tears to wash away the mirth
Wild colorful blossoms soon impending birth

Fertilize the coming day with the ashes of the past
You don't have forever, peace follows at last

Grasp on today, tomorrow may not be
Be the warrior you are, not a refugee

Reservation preservation

Living in a community
Enforcing equal opportunity
With the power of reservation
thought they started a revolution

Raking votes these politicians
Really became the morticians
Of a million dashed careers
A nation of blinded seers

Is this really a solution
Dissuading the resolution
Of the hard working mind
In the name of helping mankind

In his image

There she lay
Light bouncing off her
She glows as he casts a glance
Dusky brown dreams unfold

It was as nature meant it to be
She gives he takes
He yearns
She yields

He coerces
She succumbs
He wants to delve deep
She bares and he explores

He digs deeper
She lays still
Sweating bodies
Foundations build

From her womb
The future arose
In his image
The building stands still


Epilogue:
There is something about the construction zone that draws our minds to it. Nobody passes it unnoticed.
We see it grow from dirt to a spectacular structure of solidarity. Could it be the adulation of raising a child that we see in it? Or the awe of the metal giants, standing tall and hurling objects in the air. Do the cranes symbolize height and power?
It may be the earth’s womb being dug up and laid barren. It maybe the risk of a deep plunge the tiny man working on the eighteenth floor braves. It maybe the power man has over the cold steel mechanical giants that obey him at the push of a button. It maybe the primal appeal of labor, sweat and toil that the workers endure to fulfill this dream…..now united for a cause.
He came, he saw, he conquered. Then there arose formations of clay….in his image.

Bloodshed for life

Crouched in the fetal position
She endures bleeding pains
She bears the sacred curse
Of a womb that life ordains

Genesis

Born out of pain
Of my mother divine
Joy in her eyes
But tears in mine

My first emotion
Was a woeful cry
Birth of a mourner
Adorning a bloody dye

In a world of mourners
Life vibrant permeates
Mourning nonexistence
Such illusions I create

With you

My leg snakes around yours
And our bodies entwine
Like a cold drenched puppy
To your warmth I resign

Refuge I find
In a moment sublime
A glimpse of myself
Certain stillness of time

Building sand castles
With an ocean for a pool
Reminiscing our future
Away from the gruel

An explosion of color
Pink vermillion bright
Twilight sky blushes
As day melts into night

Blushing the twilight sky
Pulls a star studded veil
We return home again
Leaving a sandy trail

Empty spaces

Waking up again
To a morning grey
Shutting your eyes
Banishing the world away

You whined, you bitched
You rebelled for change
Then you gave up
And joined the charade

Stumbling home
After the masquerade
Filling empty spaces
With an ink of jade

Would it matter
If you stayed in bed
Would they miss you
While you play dead

The dreams you dreamt
Before you bailed
Salvaging your futility
By saving a whale

Hopeless eyes wondering
What went wrong
Embracing oblivion
Drifting along