Friday, November 9, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
i think I turned out mean and selfish
Dear q.
About the waters behind your eyes.
An ocean.
To quench the thirst of earth.
Too deep.
Sunlight dances on the surfaces.
Makes pretty reflections.
An ocean of tears held back.
She cries pearls.
Clear as clarity.
Pearls cry blasphemy!
I collect these pearls
On a string of humility
And wear them around my soul.
e.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
slightly used lovers bazaar
slightly used?
ok, a little more than slightly.
but not abused?
use/abuse, can't tell the difference anymore. are you buying or not?
can i have a newer model?
they break easily and are unnecessarily complex. and looking at you you'd be better of with an older model.
what's that supposed to mean?
It means perhaps your on the wrong side of the counter...
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Hahahahahaha.. ;- (cough cough) ahahaahhaha
I had a soft eureka moment recently: I have been going over a strange moment in the past where a beautiful lady I had been at university with asked me a strange question.
We were all sorts of inebriated at the time. She and several other friends had come to visit me for a reunion of sorts. The decibel levels were high as multiple conversations and paralysing laughter filled the air. I was seated, she was standing across from me in the roughly circular formation we were in (about 10 of us), we made what seemed to me to be random eye contact, but was obviously not. She looked directly at me and said to me "So Sizwe, what're you really about? What's your story?"
My mind reeled at such a serious question in the midst of all this chaos. Even as I began to formulate an answer she looked away as if nothing had happened. No one else seemed to be aware of what had just transpired between she and I, thus I was left hanging...
Thereafter she began acting strangely and finally insisted that she must go. I gave it little thought until the next day and on several occasions afterwards. I have never approached her about it in case it truly was a figment of my drunken imagination.
My recent "EUREKA!!!" moment after months of pondering the nature and motives of the interaction was thus: she was flirting with me! She was expressing sexual interest! She was basically saying "Yo, where yo game @!" or something to that effect, and I missed it entirely! I missed it entirely!
Hahahahahaha.. ;- (cough cough) ahahaahhaha!
I then wondered how many other such overtures I had missed as a result of my social ineptitude? Am i walking around with blinkers on? With radars offline?
Hahahahahaha..
My memory is an interesting place to be right now. Its like that show, Cold Case, where they re-open investigations that failed back in the day and apply new forensic techniques...
love indeed!
We were all sorts of inebriated at the time. She and several other friends had come to visit me for a reunion of sorts. The decibel levels were high as multiple conversations and paralysing laughter filled the air. I was seated, she was standing across from me in the roughly circular formation we were in (about 10 of us), we made what seemed to me to be random eye contact, but was obviously not. She looked directly at me and said to me "So Sizwe, what're you really about? What's your story?"
My mind reeled at such a serious question in the midst of all this chaos. Even as I began to formulate an answer she looked away as if nothing had happened. No one else seemed to be aware of what had just transpired between she and I, thus I was left hanging...
Thereafter she began acting strangely and finally insisted that she must go. I gave it little thought until the next day and on several occasions afterwards. I have never approached her about it in case it truly was a figment of my drunken imagination.
My recent "EUREKA!!!" moment after months of pondering the nature and motives of the interaction was thus: she was flirting with me! She was expressing sexual interest! She was basically saying "Yo, where yo game @!" or something to that effect, and I missed it entirely! I missed it entirely!
Hahahahahaha.. ;- (cough cough) ahahaahhaha!
I then wondered how many other such overtures I had missed as a result of my social ineptitude? Am i walking around with blinkers on? With radars offline?
Hahahahahaha..
My memory is an interesting place to be right now. Its like that show, Cold Case, where they re-open investigations that failed back in the day and apply new forensic techniques...
love indeed!
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Lesser magicians
I once read a book about an ordinary boy who quickly becomes apparent to his community as a magician. They apprentice him to the village magician, who is ultimately confounded by the young man's inability to perform even the simplest feat of magic he is taught.
As it turns out, by an extraordinary set of events involving invaders from a distant world, the young man learns that he is of a class of magician called greater magicians. Greater magicians perform herculian feats of magic without so much as breaking a sweat. Yet they are as incapable of the lesser type of magic as are the lesser magicians of greater magic.
What's irritating is that he accepts this explanation without questioning it....
But what's even more irritating is that I feel like that sometimes. I feel like i'm waiting for an extraordinary set of events that will show the world my true power. But I am beset with a myriad of lesser issues, and no one can see that I am a greater magician.
Imagine living your whole life like that...
As it turns out, by an extraordinary set of events involving invaders from a distant world, the young man learns that he is of a class of magician called greater magicians. Greater magicians perform herculian feats of magic without so much as breaking a sweat. Yet they are as incapable of the lesser type of magic as are the lesser magicians of greater magic.
What's irritating is that he accepts this explanation without questioning it....
But what's even more irritating is that I feel like that sometimes. I feel like i'm waiting for an extraordinary set of events that will show the world my true power. But I am beset with a myriad of lesser issues, and no one can see that I am a greater magician.
Imagine living your whole life like that...
Thursday, June 2, 2011
like a tiger in the sky
Dont doubt it. Tigers rule. They play the game magnificantly.
And im but a tiger born too soon, in a mans body. And i play the game magnificently. Watch me devour those who seek power at the expense of those around them. Watch me stare down a mindless army and calmly reveal everything cosmic. Watch me redefine prayer. Watch me steal your heart.
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