Proem

Everywhere I go I find a poet has been there before me. - Sigmund Freud.

The founding father of psychoanalysis has quiet aptly included the abstract intelligence of poets world over. In today's day and time when we don't have the time for ourselves and are trying to make something out of ourselves and ace the rat race, poetry is a breath of fresh air and waiting to smell back the flowers.
The etymology of psychology literally means the study of the soul. And poet's can be subtly called soul whisperer's. They gather the secrets dispersed in the air and present what science is yet to prove. Forgive my arrogance but inventions and discoveries are states of being and mind and matter but now let's come to chatter.

I have spent about twenty three years in this physical plane. And I call it so because the body must return to its natural state.
The brain can only facilitate. I try to not to rhyme as much as I can but it is in vain. Hence my definitive style is drawing inspiration from nature and affirm its qualities to the inanimate, thereby trying to substantiate that feelings are but subliminal and like matter are victims to manipulation.
Words are the breath that lend coherence to sound. Which in turn makes us turn around.

Now I shall introduce myself.

I have written parts of this book as different people. Of course my threshold for feeling has got nothing or maybe everything to do with it.
Sometimes I feel I cannot bring myself to care and sometimes I want to burn down everything I stare at.
Children and experience are the reason I write. Innocence and perceived existence.

The need to behave and resist. I calculate.

I take jabs at love as Dawn M Cornyone. I write about love as Mahamaya and paint as Manimekalai.


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 I want to consume you with an undying thirst and kill you with my eyes as i birth you between my thighs and thats how im going to ride or die 

there is no dont 

only subjugate of a predicate of chosen disambiguuation

your own illusion 

Show Time Fellas.

Bah. I'm so uncool man.I'm the one who sits in a corner, watches the world move on and love taking digs at everything that does or does not seem to notice my existence. Also I love jeering at almost everything remotely insane,sane,paradoxical,juxtaposed, and Of course most of my knowledge comes from articles ripped off the Internet re- assembled neatly and tada you almost think I'm a genius. And then I see you revel in my oh so greatness and I make a mockery out of you as well to have decided to have been nice to a insensate dick like me. Woohoo, yeah baby now lets get ready for some Show Time Fellas !! Bring on the Action choreographer, woot yo mama bling bling. I also love, and by that absolutely love finding some or the other fault in anything that is not me. Oh man, I mean look at that shes like punk and probably colors her arm pit hair to match the color of her hair on her head as well, booo. And and that thing that lil squibbly emotard awww,was almost gay but got blessed with looks and so is called emo and not looked down upon as gay. Whoah, whore I'm so cool I can say the alphabet backward.Yeah, now as I begin to take a dig at the nerds who fucked my life back in school, I shall tell you their ugly and lame and yada yada. Oh my my are you laughing your ass off and beginning to think that I am the blessed who shall save you from perils of life? Dayum, I almost forgot the most interesting lot. THE FAT people. Im not fat woohoo.So I crack jokes and make fun of that. The FAT. Yeah now worship me I can rhyme too. Apart from making fun of 1.Nerds 2.Punks 3.Emotards 4.Hip-Hoppers Hell, why bother making a list, I in actuality love criticizing.I am a born critic. And I'm way too cool at it, man.You should quit aping me at my best. Apart from targeting the human species I also love shredding the most respected talent in the universe by giving it a few funny names and calling the fat lady fat and making myself scared of the lil egg headed creepy smile.I told you in the beginning, I make fun of everything. I'm fun, I make fun!! But in the end I'm just trying hard to study my misdoings under the light of others bad luck.Somehow I love magnifying their ills and deriving a laugh out of it.Who gives a fuck about karma.Thats for old women who are about to die and poor thinglets that spend their time over thinking. I think Im the best.So fuck the rest. - Oh yeah. After all I can find time to take a dig at others lives and make a laugh out of almost everything.Cause I don't really seem to have a life of my own. I love making people sound like shit.And I will live without people. Also I will find fault in everything, its my birth right whore. =| - The above text is not to be taken offense at sonny boys. Its just a laugh in the end right. A bit of role reversal aint hurt nobody. After all yo mamas got em birthmarks just like maine old hag. And we both in the end came out of that pussy right-o? So your either as good or as bad as you always seem to make me look, brethar (=