Deepest Crevice

“And what is that fragrance

That cuddles my little grey cells

And held me captive

In the deepest crevice

of my darkest night

Through mazy pathways

The wonder of you

Clusters in patches

Of broken dew

Through summer neglect

Above the frothy dunes

Peaks the silken embrace

Of curvy primal steed

Of your scented breath.

Chuckles in the Midst of Revetment

 

Never in the history of our country has our people ever been so spruced up, spanky and clean! In another 18 days, we’d all be fairer skinned, slimmer and possibly more self absorbed. We’d also probably lost track of our goals and ambitions after the constant attack on detergents, shampoos, sanitizers and the heart to heart talk with our plants, fridge and coffee maker. We would have probably got used to the simpler necessities of life.

The immobilization and cranky solitude will make an imprint on us all, as we furrow our existence – being conscious about our day to day living, and waking up to visions of a cleaner sky, sea, land, trees, roads, tomorrow and of submerged silence. We will become more acutely aware of the people we come into contact with, giving up of handshakes for namaste, and segregating what matters and what can wait. And the immaterial from the material.

Our mind travels. We now relate ourselves to the animals in captivity at the Zoos, looking out from their cages day in, day out. And the fishes talking to their own reflection inside glass tanks. And we relate ourselves to the people anguished inside the atrocities of war with nothing to look forward to.

But as we all tone down and the world mellows in quivering spin, the smog that curtains our garden now clears. In its rare silence, we can relax to the chirping of birds and distinguish pure decibels once subdued by the noises infused by the mass honking of vehicles. We can rejoice to the depletion of aerosolic dust that once capped our lungs.

We are now more intelligent.

More critically aware of hygiene because we saw through human susceptibility and the mass pillage of undeserving corpses worldwide.

The earth now heals slowly as man dislodges their daily activities, gives up their wants for needs, and continue to prioritize what used to fashion us to the brink of despair.

After a further 18 days of revetment, we could all pat our own backs and be proud.

Think about how much more you will know about your partner, and the smell of jasmine tea. Some will break down, some eventually loses their minds. Some found new ways to dry their clothes and some, would crawl under their beds to sleep. And some would have turned philosophers, amid the chuckles from infants that warms our hope.

Self Importance

“When self importance is stripped away, our mind will seek to escape and one will thus withdraw oneself into one’s own tiny cage before emerging into a fantasy world that others find you weird to comprehend or accept. Self consolation and assurance plays out full time in the form of hallucination. Others become victims of your aggression. The majority who can’t escape suffers from depression.”

Being Sardonic

When decent looking people overdresses, they’d look gaudy, not classy. I just wonder the contours behind all those cover up and ponder if you’re really that badly made cos really, I am bewildered with your spasticity. Not that I am being sardonic.

Uncontrollable

This world needed two sets of rules to regulate. One, for men to abide with and the other, for the place or the environment men lives in. Because men stupendously destroys his own environment and everything within his reach, then, men destroys himself.
Men, must in other words be controlled, before they become uncontrollable. Ever wonder how men left behind massive monuments like the Pyramids of Giza or the Great Wall of China without people in it?

Likewise, for great men that they revere to, they encast their achievements on stone steles or encase them inside catacombs, thus making relics out of them, after they expired. As for the insignificant rest, to dust they all head to.
Thus, when we encounter a well regulated country with everything running smoothly and efficiently, we all know that the two sets of rules are constantly in motion and cogged, with the strictest of enforcement. If not, men would have run it down, like how they ran everything down, and in the end, gave us lost civilizations.”
– Kris Lee 2019.

Holistic

“A woman’s mind is as murky as the muddy river because they simply cannot declassify. But the beauty of possessing a holistic mind is that they can lump actions with dire consequences which made them the far safer sex. Anyhow, it twitches me to know how yoga could possibly help women untwine unless they are prepared to lose their identity and become man instead. Speaking with a coarser voice, growing beards under their chin, eating fajitas wearing a hot sweaty singlet.”

Secret of Success

The secret of success is not in keeping opportunities to yourself but in giving opportunities to others. The goodness echoing behind you is more valuable than the praises others sing in front of you. Always stay humble.

Civil Liberty

Nothing infringes the civil liberties of man more than uncivilized man, who uses the basis of your belief more oftenly your religion, to reshape you to whom they like you to be, so they can control you, and use you to their liking.

Prodigal Son

If your brother decided not to work the fields but travels the world making a fool of himself, then comes back as a prodigal son and your father welcomes him home, prepares a bath, gave him some new clothes and food, and gave him one talon because he says your brother deserves it, whilst you have been toiling all your life, laboring from morn till sunset in the fields sacrificing a life of your own to be with your father who also thinks you deserve equally, just one talon for your effort for always being with him all your life, that my friend if you sink it in, is communism. Not democracy. Because your father loves one not less than the other despite what each does or the difference in journey in life each has taken. And that is the peril of Christianity for you.

Social Engineering

Social engineering begins with the young. Thus, the ultimate giveaway of good governance is by the study of its education policy. The direction of a country can also be gauged by what is being fed to the schools through its syllabuses.

Sun Dried

“Once wilt sets in, lift yourself off that branch and drift to the ground. Let your decaying self nourish the soil so that budding leaves may once again bloom on the same branch that once held you. Of course you may also hung on tightly and remain. Wrinkled and browning as compared to the rest. Being repeatedly sun-dried.”

Eulogy

I have always maintained that eulogy is best given when that person is alive. Not before they are born, not after they are dead. That is the only way they know their self worth, or defend themselves, just in case you are lying tongue in cheek.

Tatler Personality

Version 1 : Tatler has their own favorite personalities. Those who can’t be seen wearing flip flops, catching buses or using discount cards.

Version 2: Tatler has their own favorite personalities. Those who takes hours to prop up their hair, struts around with wind below their pinions, greet others with lots of affectionate drama, and wears the strangest of clothes on normal occasions.