attainment

While hunger could incite love, Love often aspires hunger.

But, a puff, a muff, a nap. a nap, a muff, a puff is rather nice way to start some day.
So, every time you irk, it instead could have been an opportunity; despite the fact - you will consummate what you will love.

And what you will not welcomingly expect, you will be frightened off, for you might want to believe : each succeeding realisation is stronger than preceding realisation and every generation is wiser, so they claim themselves.
However, like sincerity is directly proportional to maturation the preceder generation sees this as their ignorance.

So, accept, deject - we are out of consummation. we live consummation.
we consummate till the end of us; helpless, but it's evolution and devolution of a thought : wish. hope. desire, lust.

Yesterday doesn't count
Tomorrow can't be counted
Today is the day which in, most times, its not so much about excitement as it is about the neath lying curiosity...


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life

Stop. your evasion is reflecting your Discomfort.

fail to find your cause and you will succeed in your misbelief.. thus if you thought instead of me, and i instead you, our lives would bloom. sarcasm is so beautiful, isn't it?

So say do i, your only memory Past is. let thus not forget thou history. lest repulsion borns you out of your own misery. then misery borns out of your own repulsions. hence thence thou lay deathless and lifeless in the grey of your own repulsive misery. in your own miserable repulsion.
you need to thus have a clause for your cause and a cause for your clause.

So, don't confuse silence with serenity; and whilst possession is your whim, let love liberate. for beauty not deep be, as skin. cos not everything nice is true. and not everything true will be nice.
And as knowledge is not wisdom, wisdom seldom without knowledge. learn that life is inherently cannibalistic.

For when the colossal will shatter, the dwarf will dawn & new will be uncertain, whilst old inevitable be.

pity oh i on you. unless you let be absolute truth. let absolute beauty be. outside, inside.

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To the depths of the infinity. across the other unseen end of the abyss.
Dear Love//http://aurecca.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-love.html
i would dive into the chasm of silence.
merely able to speak; so much silence struck.
carnating out of the devotion of thou love.

come to me and and let me a chance to pay the debts of the love that been showed upon.
you awaken my dead soul of lost senses.

i can not traverse back time and undo - that what i mislead thou to.
but i can sure impinge the future we might give birth today...

i not just lament the pain i gifted to deject your love. i might not forgive myself for the trauma i was responsible in the name of rejection..

Thus i stand here today, my pensive mind has come to this conclusion, and i shall take it up as a vow. I will dig the grave and reincarnate the lunatic in the darkest corner of thou soul.
And i shall unseal it with a Silent Kiss. And may heavens sing the music of silence - "His mortal existance although void; left behind less meaning of acceptance and love of living, that would not have been absolute; had she not showered her love upon him."

So wild are the fumes rising from the ashes of my mean existence. And i am so sure, its not just a phase or the impulse of a whim. It is the very reason why I will smile, why I will write or paint, the reason for why I will live......... . . . . . .

My Love, the fragrance of the aura of your delicate devotion, now surrounds me.
Love, surrounds me; and is extending slowly to embrace all that shall be.

will you also stab me..?

death. death is incited. the death of my trust is incited.
it, your sweet lovely gesticulations followed by the satanic back off of your statements & the abrupt dismissal of recognition to my presence in your life which statedly counted..
it actually and subtley eats out my faith from people..

why...? why do you have to do so..?
i know i am writing this because you did not even give me a chance to speak it to you to give me a chance to let you be aware of the prevailing truth.. u know this either way.. and i also do not know if you will ever come across these feelings wich remained to me locked up or say which were forced to be shut up to my closet.. a lot could hae been settled..
a lot could have been eroded.. a lot of the masqurades.. a lot of the lies, the show offs, the fake smiles or sarcastic affirmations.. even the silly uncounting unimportant orgasms which u exhibited in my company.. its today when you deject my call, my approval of having a word with you, my want of YOU, my lonliness to be shared with you... . . .

do i realise how hollow am i; that i need someone; someone to be with! to play with!! to talk to.. to tell.. to ask.. to love.. to be loved.. to lure.. to seduce to be seducted.. to live for.. to feel some one wants me to be there for him.. ; oh..... silly me..! how naive :) i havent yet grown up through my infancy.. so many betrayals so many dejections.. so many reprimands.. so many traumas.. so many suspects over.. ..yet..! oh & yet i strive to attract attention!! silly man! silly me! but then in the end again i feel, being a human, don't i have a right to have someone to talk to..? someone to love..? be loved...?
or is it just some are meant to be blamed, suspected, reprimanded..?and the question then again remains before me.. & till i can answer it, its already late enough for me to think any further & get back to work leaving it for furture to think.. & then it there lies dormant again..

supressed back for me to recapitulate it again when i forgetting my past again mistake someone else & repeat the same expectational error! fortunately it has been this way since long times.. & though hurting yet i learn a lot, every time i recap it after a fresh episode :)

how mean do i get by the time..

and with the passing of time do i realise, how mean am i getting..
that i realise the presence of your absence only when you have left me forever to my own self..