septem 8th, 2001
11/07/2001 03:40 a.m.
It is 5.30 AM now and I am reclining with my back resting on the backrest of the bed. My right leg is bent at the knee and I am holding my writing pad against my thighs. I am waiting for some thought to emerge. I am feeling exhausted. I woke up early and all the while I was struggling to get up. All the time I was struggling to bring my attention back inside the room. All the time I was in a conflict with my other selves, my mechanical ness.Besides, as was in the last four days, I was feeling uneasy for no apparent reason.I am happy, thought have now started to surface, out of the blue.

Attention is the key
Which shall open the doors of perception
I just can’t afford to let it go.
I must get rid of the conflict
In order to BE
I must get into a conflict
In order to get rid of the conflict
In order to BE
Unless I wage a war
And WIN
I cannot BE.


X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X



If I wish to ASK
Right now
I have to BE here
And not just anywhere
Right now
If I wish to ASK
Right here
I have to BE Now
And not yesterday
Right here
I can’t SEEK anything
If I am NOT
I just can’t KNOCK
If I am NOT
I can’t attain SOMETHING
Unless I am NOTHING.


XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

I must hold on to what all I have
Its ME and my LIFE.
ME represent a weak ‘I’
Genuine but which lacks ‘life’
This ‘I’ needs my attention
LIFE represents TIME
And TIME is synonym of LIFE.
I am currently Creative