Jigsaw

It's a little odd, isn't it? There's a little bit of you in everyone. Fond memories and criticism alike. Oh, how they love you. Oh, how they despise you! It's a little strange, isn't it? There's a little bit of everyone in you. Trinkets and objects of your hate all about. Oh, how sweet! Oh, how so very inappropriate. Tut! It's a little beautiful, isn't it? There's all of us in us. All we have is us. All we have is All.

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I am the center of my universe. I am the magic I channel. I am the truth I seek. I am the obstacle in my path. I am the light that illuminates my way. I am where it begins and where it ends. I am Joanne. Call me by my name.

KALI, The Dark Goddess.

Sometimes the venom in my cauldron, churning, spills over like explosive lava from the depths of my Hell. I enjoy the destruction of purity and order. A fire fuelled by excitement burns bright in me as I tread on roses and souls alike. This scarlet river flows deep and fast; and what was once beautiful turns to grey ash. There are portions and powders, Triggers and quirks, Experiences- Most times, though, there is just nothing at all. Finding balance between ice and Hades is a dance I'm yet to learn. How to love without hating in equal intensity; How to help without pity or expectation; How to be strong and vulnerable; How to love myself without being haughty; How to speak my mind without killing you. KALI.

the observer

He stands still at the corner and watches
With eyes unfiltered by dogmas of the world
They come and go in their hundreds
Oblivion blinding them from the beauty about

He judges not, and speaks little
The masses accuse him of inactivity-based psychobabble
Vexed that he may question their puny beliefs
And shed some light on the ingrained folly

He longs to tell the world what he knows
That time is an illusion that haunts the swift
That events and sensations are impersonal
And happiness not something to seek outside oneself

He wishes that they would see
That we are souls having a go at humanity
That the universe is limitless and ours to tap into
And spirituality the only thing that will our gaping holes fill

the path

Born in sin
Journeying to grace
Long and weary as the road may seem
Today I gear up and set the pace

Living to love
In a world plagued by vice
Seeking courage and guidance from above
I trudge on looking to pay the price

Digressing to indulge
In pleasure shunned by the enlightened
For ecstasy that ends in a dirge
Have never the world brightened

Death by the sword
Fit for a soul that would live no other way
Run as you may from the teachings of the Lord
Remember that you shall pay, in your own way, on such a day

by this river

it is by this river
clear,cool and inviting
that I first felt my feet tingle
immersed in its refreshing waters

it is by this river
still,relaxed and mysterious
that I first experienced temptation
to dive and swim with reckless abandon

it is by this river
that conflict first brewed
"resist", my mind reasoned
"indulge" , my body argued

it is by this river
that I piled my clothes in a heap
as my mind lost the battle
and my body triumphed

it is by this river
that I was found dead
for I dove headfirst into the waters
that were but a few inches deep

ghost

it was the work you never did
the trash you never took outside
the friend you never cared about
the red light that you ran
the intuition you ignored

tossing and turning at night
paranoia casting shadows on your wall
voices of umpteen ghouls in your head
screaming for release
torturing your soul

she said,''son stay home tonight"
but rebellion made more sense than she
and you went all out in efforts to prove a point
now your best friend is no more
just another shadow on your wall

he said,"please forgive me"
and you saw a flicker of goodness left
maybe-just maybe-not all is lost
and imagination triumphed over intelligence
just another ghoul in your soul

so do it now;take out the trash
care for a friend;don't run a red light
listen to intuition but use your head
work,trash,friend and light I wish it were
because these screams and torture I can take no more