Woke up this morning with the stains of ink in my hand. That was the result of imposing an experience on the white background. The light was still on. I smelled like the freshly printed book. Happy and content. I winked my eyes to see the colour. It was green. The colour of revolution. It ordered me, 'Sow the letters among the crowd. Let it be read. Not by millions or trillions just by one. Make him read Your lines, Your words, the course of strings You play in the concert of your life.'
Reminding myself that i am just one sapien that emerged from a fusion, I picked "EXPLICIT SIGN - by De Auva, (book of the era) and propped up to read (the first thing to do in the morning).
A good read.. But these lines nailed my eyes.. "Its transparency; its virginity summed up day by day. It emerged as something unique. Yet it had no name. "
Even the name by which we are being addressed is not ours. Someone framed it for us. Nothing was named to make it human on the face of EARTH. It was given to follow certain rituals, customs, and atlast to be cremated in the name of a God'. Why was i named ? To loose my uniqueness !!
Reminding myself that i am just one sapien that emerged from a fusion, I picked "EXPLICIT SIGN - by De Auva, (book of the era) and propped up to read (the first thing to do in the morning).
A good read.. But these lines nailed my eyes.. "Its transparency; its virginity summed up day by day. It emerged as something unique. Yet it had no name. "
Even the name by which we are being addressed is not ours. Someone framed it for us. Nothing was named to make it human on the face of EARTH. It was given to follow certain rituals, customs, and atlast to be cremated in the name of a God'. Why was i named ? To loose my uniqueness !!
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