Tag: Write-ups
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[97] The Less I Know The Better
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Do we produce work just to keep busy? The act of doing puts us into a trance of forgetfulness of our inabilities to actually produce a work that challenges the current thinking and has the ability to stand the test of time. This is masked by the illusion of improvement which journey to reach a level.…
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[95] Reading: A Clash of Two Minds
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“All of me was lost in you” – The Writer & The Reader to each other. It all starts with a withdrawal of our environment, the forgetting of yourself to get immersed in a world created by another. Instead of the rules of the world, here, rules of the writer riddled in sentences, words and…
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[92] The Man Who Knew Nothing
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The pressure that consistently thinking about something provides, drains us. It is a type of sickness that never leaves the over-thinker. To relieve ourselves of that pressure, we look for a solution, which is to think nothing. Your solution gives you another problem. To think nothing, you think of thinking nothing. But you didn’t brace…
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[90] A Writer of Sunset or Rain?
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A question comes back like an untimely rain. To be a writer that writes in this gloomy rain or the one that writes during a sunsets melancholy? The silence of a sunset, the vibrancy of its reflection sets you into a mood of sweet melancholy. A simmering disquiet. Even though the sun sets rather quickly,…
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[86] Travel and Writing.
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To travel is losing oneself in an environment quite larger than you. You realise how small you are in the grand scheme of things. That you still have a long way to go and that your way is paved with unfamiliar faces racing past you in a whisker. To travel is to find no time…
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[78] Defeat.
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Loneliness isn’t limited to being alone. It transcends to a form where even though you are surrounded by everyone you want to be surrounded by, you still feel utterly alone. Loneliness is not the physical manifestations of people but the mental manifestation of us in their minds. If we are not in their minds when…
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[77] Living In Extremes.
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I live in the extremes of life. Even though it can be said that the closer we are to the extremes, the further we are from life. In a sense, extremes are a veiled longing for death. Extremes for an artist is to persevere and finish the project she/he’s been working at for months. But…
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[76] The Wrong Decision.
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Heavy eyelids betray control of emotions unaccounted for. I say words that mean nothing because I speak and not write. Sounds vibrate my eardrums when she whispers loudly the three words I longed for. The longing is no longer there, though The words cut me like anxiety in disguise A modern world apocalypse it seems like to…
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[75] A Summary Of A Poetic Life.
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Sometimes you forget that reality breathes. You ask yourself if this spectacle in front of you is a painting or a dream? The scenery is beyond an impressionistic work of art. Like an echo of a time that you can almost touch, the reality fades into a daydream where sounds cease to exist and imagination…
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[74] Rambling About A Change.
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The urge to write has never been there in me. I looked at writing regularly as something that every writer has to do to reach a level where they are fooled into believing that what they write is decent. Today, I feel an urge to write. It’s quite a new experience given my love-hate relationship…
Smoke words every day. 