The Surreal

I was busy ringin' the Hells' Bells when thunderstruck. With high hopes I looked at the sky so high...to me nothin else mattered.....slowly everythin was fading to black.....the constant fear of the dark was creeping into me....I started to think is it time for me to run to the hills.....I said goodbye to romance and started walking on the road to nowhere where dogs are at war and the pigs on the wings......I started to think...am I coming back to life when I wished u were here to tell me that its sad but true....and how unforgiven is my past....slowly all this started feelin like I was on a crazy train......I started mumbling and jumbling not making sense.....I tried to keep talking....and finally I was lost for words......

Highway Superstar

My road to perfection started with a flat tire on a deserted highway. There was miles and miles of dust and sand. My GPS was not working, to top it all I suck with directions. I WAS LOST!!! I was stupid, lacked the support, had an inflated ego with deflated tires.

I looked at the highway, realised I had two options. One, be a victim to the vultures or two, set out on foot on the road to nowhere. I had nothing to lose, so thence I set out out on a long ardorous journey by foot. I left my gleaming scarlet red ferrari on the deserted highway, to me it was a hot piece of metal with no real value.

Dehydrated and blisters in my foot, I had one goal SURVIVAL!! I had no clue what was waiting for me but just a tiny glimer of hope that I hung on to. Hope for what??? It was a promise by a jew for a bag of gold whom I met on the streets of neverland.

I have started to realise this road is very long, straight and hates survivors.......

Simple Life (Starring:R K)

My mind is a prison cell. I have all these thoughts waiting to break free.....unfortunately they seem to be caged.....I ask myself, are these thoughts jailed by me, or by the society or other conformoties likes rules and laws of the land. I am confused.....seeking to find the truth I asked a few friends of mine...y i feel this way....their names are Tony, Jill and James. Tony is a pilot, Jill is a hot model and James ...hmmm I think he is jus plain ol' James (in JAVA terms POJO).....last name Bond??!!! no.....if james bond was my friend.....his hot CIA , KGB associates would have been my friends too...but only hot Jill made it as my friend.

Back to the point, this is wat tony had to say....." Bro! I used to feel the same...thats wen I started to fly...now I feel like I broke free....." I thought to myself...he is a bird brain...thinks he is free wen he flies.....wat about ATC, fuel in his jet other technicalities....watever dawg....!!!

Then it was time to talk to the hot model friend of mine.....Jill ...she said " life is a bitch, I smoke weed and trip on some Acid and voila......everythin takes a new level" ...wait wat abt that hangover after u drop back to earth with a big "thud" ......girl ur pretty with the blonde hair....lets not get too deep (a little bit of chauvinism).....

Then it was time for me to talk to my POJO friend......James.....i said "yo"....my friend goes "wasssup".....then I ask him "man!! I feel conformed...I know I have these deep thoughts...like answers to the stock market....israel palestine.....ethnic strifes......communal violence......wars....UNO.....blah...blah and yeah...more blah......."my friend goes "Stop! does it even matter.....you how it is man!! no matter how u feel wat u think...things will be the same...it is like lookin into a kaliedoscope....its the same set of pieces....but they jus seem different everytime u look into it!!!" That is y ur plain ol' James......

Then I thought.....wait....everybody is tryin to make a point....they told me that life is not about pain sorrow agony ecstacy.....it is about how I want to deal with it....everyone had their own way....of doin it.....if i want to make my life hard.....its not tough to do so.....dont find the solution to your problem.....and you always have a problem in your life.....