Throwback Thursday .1

Making it a point to have a #TBT post weekly to sustain this miserable space. Seeing that exams ended 2 weeks ago and I haven't updated in more than a month, some visual vomit should do this space good.

Photos that never saw the light of day:

 let's begin to major
 in the art of sinning

 

it's the voodoo, mississippi south
69 million stars
birds are flying out of my mouth
spirits creeping in my yard

 

My Queen.
life is a velvet crowbar
 hitting you over the head
 you're bleeding syrup or more
 bleeding to death

 

My inclination towards monotonous photos are doubtlessly apparent from the photo edits above. Kudos to the splendid photographer who only managed a few capital photos out of a hundred and other than that, all photos were taken using my trusty but laggy ios4.1 iPhone4.

I don't know what to expect in the coming days as I countdown to Dooms Day a.k.a the release-of-results day. Enjoying life as it is now- be it having brunch and tea with long-lost friends; splurging and dining courtesy of the Parents; or just lounging in my room watching episode after episode of The Addams Family (1964 ver.), but, where do I go from here?

 

"I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everthing with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to a point that I couldn't even talk about- and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzled me."

As cliche as it is, I believe I was born to be free. My idea of Freedom comes with a massive cost- Life.

No doubt a beautiful melancholy, only to be wrecked further by humanity. I will be plagued by the mysteries of existentialism and humanity for as long as I live because my imbecilic mind is only capable of generating funereal thoughts and zilch answers to those abstract controversies.

Nonetheless, nothing irks me more than being tied down by conventions, rules and superiority:

The law can fine me, my parents have the ability to restrict me and society has the right to judge me, but I live by

SUI GENERIS.

 

One day, I hope I will be able to find who I really am, to get in touch with my darkest fantasies, create a life for myself where I am free to experience them because

I am fucking crazy,

But I will be free.

(The words of the monologue are slowing sinking into the depths of my flesh and are beginning to take my form. It will not be long till I start conforming to the eclispe of my soul.)