Life

The hazards of suspicion are fruitful! I just discovered the beauty of solitude. When assimilated and appreciated, it confers rectitude worthier than social fortitude! Again, recent debates about what love should be never cease to baffle me judging by the fact that fairness has been commercialized by political correctness, revolution and suppressed morality. Nevertheless, inspiration heals, yes, inspiration is a healer! My life is a socially conscious lyric, though heartlessly henpecked by intimidating circumstances, the teacher in me strives to intellectually proselytize and eroticize; maybe that is why even the unknown vie for my attention. Poignant and expressive, my impoverished social status distances my mindset from the people one was sent to liberate, over this, one altruistically writes to express the natural beauty in the mind of the silent! Some of my write-ups are brilliantly detailed excursions into the mind of the unknown, thus attuned to attract the hotly contested edge of the common mind. I might liberate the unsuspecting, but who will try and convict the immune pedophiles, corrupt politicians and official murderers disguised as protectors in this era? Someday I will humbly rescind this marriage called life and embrace emptiness and infinity, my true lovers!