ReVerse

Priorities look like

A pile of laundry to be folded,

Meals to be fixed

Dishes to be done!

They Look like 

Mopping, chopping, Hopping around

Picking up stuff, tidying up the rooms

Priorities slip and flip

(When little pockets of time

Presents itself) - 

From self care to survival

From taking a stroll to a quick scroll

From meditating to sorting the fridge

You get the drift that priorities shift

From oiling the hair to organizing the pantry

Or wiling away time while the scribbles await!

That's when musing becomes chopping sentences

To feign a verse

Reversing perhaps

Rephrasing an urgency to keep up

A priority delayed!

Verse

There's an invisible thread of fate

That ties me to this space!

Doesn't matter if I am present

Or musing on the screen

Punching the keys away,

Like possessed

Or if I am ruminating 

In my mental altar

About the traffic that faded 

In the lanes of the neighborhood,

Adjacent to the elementary school.

There's something about roads

Sans people, automobiles and bikes

With trees standing still

Like witnesses to the quiet.

Emptiness is an emotion

Akin to peace 

Says my pseudo spiritual backside

Tying everything to the vacuum 

And wondering if being nothing

And doing nothing is a virtue

That isn't, but is trying to be.

 

This n That

26 comes in and how!! I take a quick look at this 'dusting needed' space and realize we didn't record anything since the earth commenced another revolution. So I barge in pronto to banter about God knows what!

Spring time around where I live acts on its whim and fancy. One day we crank up the AC and bring out the spaghetti strapped cottons and the very next, we pullout the pullovers and cozy up in the heated throw with hot chocolate in tow (coping mechanisms, if you will)

There's this apparently 'propaganda' material that's been stirring the subcontinent and I sit here, smitten and charmed at the prowess of the new kid on block, without jumping to judgement about the aforesaid  assumption. For once, I didn't watch overhyped, slow mo intro scene kinda $h!# every 5 minutes or so and all the kids sharing the screen space got equal leverage to shine. I think, the territory is evolving and this is a fine specimen depicting the evolution. We had busted the commercial formula and churned out a buster of the block sans scantily clad dames gyrating in questionable angles and the leads bursting into melodrama and song-dance sequences in elaborate costumes and extras that look like they are cluttering the view finder. Ah, the gore! I mean, refer to Eckhart Tolle's 'The New Earth and we know why the lower vibrations particularly enthrall the homosapience - I mean, how would one hold the attention of the 280 character, and 60 second reel limited attention span without some gimmicks  to tame the ego body?? It's a business venture too alongside of being an art form and let's cut some slack and park our pretentious backsides out, sitback, relax and consume.

26 did come and brought in with it a certain irreverence that challenges the 'I don't want to offend anyone, It's my job to keep the peace of the world' good girl. It's high time already I guess and the sad part is I see no pleased people in vicinity for all the cartwheels and running through the meat grinder gigs one performed to retain the 'good girl' card! So yea - there's an expansion of ~cusswords~ vocabulary that really does help! Calvin (Hobbes' bestie) was quiet right and I vehemently agree.

I'd been all over the place, doing so much of nothing, that anything I type wouldn't be enough depiction of everything I am putting myself through!

13th day of the fourth month of the 26th year thus successfully records an entry in the blahblahdom :)