Imprisoned in our drunken thoughts of escaping Is there any single hope for changing? If the moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to Then why does it say, there are no directions available to pursue? I wanted to live a dream, he granted it for me And yet, there is no time to spare O you, lonely soul, are you melancholy, or are you in despair? Words cut like a knife sometimes But it pierces my heart instead They say that the end is the beginning, and the beginning is the end Will it even ever change?
collective thoughts around times of covid-19 when everything seems meaningless, repetitive, hopeless, and in utter metaphysical despair. I longed for a real connection with people.
The controller in my hand. The power of life and death In my fingers. An imaginary world: Somehow more brutal than this; Somehow more entrancing than this. Somehow, somehow. A minute gone, An hour, A day. A lifetime Wasted. Or enjoyed?
Virtual friends Living virtual lives. Scared to open the shutters, Scared of the sunlight. Smoke hangs in the air; A nourishing vapour. Until, (Despite best efforts) Reality becomes a backseat driver Lurking in the background Impossible to ignore.
Type 1 civilization Humanity approaches Distancing from Nature Energy from all sources On Earth it would harness Type 0 to Type 1 Enormous energy consumption The only parameter Determining type of civilization Natural disasters Earthquakes, tsunamies To be sources of energy Technological advances Life artificially distancing Flora and fauna Only on smartphones and computers Living in virtual reality A reality Living in Nature's lap A dream Current civilization Somewhere Type 0 and Type 1 in between Type 0 civilization Minimal energy consumption Pollution free environment Imagine roaming about In a jungle Riding a horse Bow and arrows on shoulder Sword in one hand The other holding bridle reins Horse galloping the trail Then meeting princess Of your dream In type 1 civilization Man would be an intelligent mass Overwhelmed by technology To and fro Moon and Mars Enter next type civilization Dyson sphere Around the Sun To materialise Channelize and harness Solar energy Earth towards Farther from Nature Artificiality upwards!
skool alert (a short poem) school starts in 13 days. A thousand kinds of torture in a million different ways. You work and have a boss who's awful hard to please In school, have 6 bosses - you think that that's a breeze? Virtual school's the worst like school without the fun. No flirting, dates, or parties It's good training for a nun.
Corona virus pickup lines... Hey baby, I'm still employed. What's a girl like you doing anyplace? Seriously, ***? Go home! You're hotter than medically recommended.
thoughts.. Don't fall so in love with sad poems that you become one. Today is both the oldest you've ever been and the youngest you'll ever be
I'm sure waterboarding is all they say it is but try and take a rubber band out of your hair you used for a quick ponytail.
That old monster school is rearing its ugly head. School (11th grade: virtual) starts in 13 days. sigh School doesn't teach life skills - but I can solve a parametric equation. Age doesn't define maturity any more than grades define intelligence.
Friends joke with one another: ‘Hey, your dad’s dead. ’Hey you’re poor.’ That’s just what friends do.
Watching my mom on the computer and thinking Why did you do THAT? Why are you using Internet Explorer? Your caps lock is on. *** you're so SLOW. You don't need to double click THAT sigh Is this is going to take ALL DAY. MOVE AWAY - LET ME DO IT.
this is what it’s come to my wife is at college upstairs sitting on the bed with sixteen other people virtually on her laptop my daughter late for her lesson at college without the excuse of missed buses or traffic she got stuck in the kitchen talking to her boyfriend on WhatsApp I’ve booked an appointment at the doctors on zoom to diagnose a worrying mole that’s giving me grief and I might facetime my dad later the only time I see him for real nowadays virtual love virtual hugs how do you date in a pandemic I wonder looking for someone to share the end of days with