Facebook Asks Me…

…What’s on my mind?

Sexual odes to Love,
Iridescent bubbles,
Slow dancing with angels,
Infatuated euphoria,
Music that makes me smile,
Writing love songs to my beloved
Sprung full grown from my brain
After giving me a headache

What’s on my mind…

Dark eyes filled with stars,
Leather and sheesha,
Galloping across the plains,
Mountains in the distance,
Hawks on our wrists,
Flung skywards
Full of prayers

What’s on my mind…

Deep blue evening,
Round pebbles making water speak,
Hung around your neck
Wear me,
And I will wear you,
Leaning on the tree to big to move,
Breathing in you
Breathing out you
In and out moving
Into darkening

What’s on my mind…

The room The screen The words The end.

I Am Racist

I am racist

I am a human racist

I believe that human beings are equal in the race called ‘Life.’ This does not mean that I think Life is fair. Life is never fair and never equal BUT, to ME, a human being is just another human being.

Yes there are times jokes do not cross cultural boundaries. Yes there are times that I, and another member of the HUMAN RACE, do not understand each other. Sometimes I get butthurt and sometimes they do but the bottom line is still the same:

WE are a part of the human race.

Countless Europeans were killed at the hands of Romans,

Countless Asians were slaughtered to establish the Mughal Empire,

Countless Chinese were murdered by Japanese in WWII,

Countless Jews, Countless Blacks, Countless Native Americans, Countless SW Asians in post-modern war-fare, Countless Gazans, Hutu’s Tutsi’s…

….countless HUMANS in histories I never studied because there is no ‘Rosetta Stone’ to read the scribbles with…are dead at the hands of fellow HUMANS!

I really don’t care what colour you are.


I don’t.

If you are an a**hole you are an a**hole. End of story.

If the fact that I do not take a person’s colour into account when murder happens makes me a racist then I am a racist!

I am a proud racist!

I am a proud member of the HUMAN RACE…

I want PEACE and not WAR…

I want people to stop killing each other in the name of (whatever pathetic excuse they have) and I want people to respect each other and try to see things from all sides if they are able.

The End.

One Moment At A Time

One is walking away.

I stand here and watch as they slowly passed by.

They slowed down for a moment.

They shared.

They continued onwards.

One tear fell.

One smile passed away.

One moment at a time.


The axis holds me.

Placed here by unseen hands.

To connect.

To be the introduction.

One side faces the other side.

Eyes fly open!

You are me.

I am you.

All of us a part of this web,

Called the ‘Universe.’

All of us the same.

Go then,

In peace.

Live one moment at a time.