Words ain’t Cheap!

 

To apprehend a following,

Anatomize its original norm;

But first peel off the present superficial, maybe a generation or two,

Layer(s), that’s dusty acquired & malformed.

Keepers

 

Philosophy & Science,

Two subjects, that shalt Not,

Be made to Fall in hands of, 

Modern left or liberals,

Or in merchants Thoughts.

The Prestigious Awards!

One cannot muddle with STEM for the reason that it’s result oriented based. So no matter how much I try to alter any theory as per my requirement or belief, IF, the result of it’s not in accordance with current acceptable definitions of STEM, it would be rejected in entirety or at least partially. Of course, I’m not equating the result or definitions in verbatim. There may be Science in something but never the process or tech involved. Or maybe later from which the process or tech itself is derived; again, all of which are part of STEM.

Juxtaposed!

 

The other night was slurping an emancipated thought,

What if revered rationales atheists one day tell me?

Not to spend life being an original what I’m,

And choose to be on computed side of the history.

The Shape Shifting Genders

 

Knowledge of anatomy physiology instincts,

If all expressed per se what one pursues;

Then articulate binary in quantum too,

Wherein sexuality disappears with skadoosh.

The Bridge

 

A suspended floating bridge sans railings,

Beneath, exotic thick skinned, humongous jaws;

In hands bucket for their to bon appetit,

And if fallen amidst, alas, victual for crocs.

Being Rational!

 

Proselytism would always end up being one of the biggest enemies of humanity. Time travel millennium back or discern present, it’s the source of chaos. Whether executed with swords & horses in the past, or by modern liberals’ absurdity in present. So, what being rational / reasonable means today? This isn’t a counter contention but an extended viewpoint in this disorderly philosophical world which is similar to our hotchpotch legal systems.

Cities’

 

Absorbed by mill owners-union comrades,

Or inundates that shedding clouds & eyes;

The streets tearing down disquiet rubbers,

Feet agitated scurrying for bread besides.

CV

 

A two letter precious,

Makes fall in love;

Who’s near, afar,

With coitus words.