[agamdarshi]

no one wonders

There is a pause that echos from the insides

We wait to exhale but the moment suffocates our body

Until we lie limp and lifeless on the green earth of fake grass

Where dogs pee and rain cleans

And no one wonders why it doesn’t grow.

[agamdarshi]

Demon Child by Agam Darshi

Hard to believe we were connected through blood

The sweat and the tears and the juices that rolled between us

Bottled up

Stored in my memory where I could open the cap whenever I wanted

And watch it fizzle out

As I lap it up with my tongue before the bubbles fall to their doom on the hard concrete

But these memories

These good old days

These fantasies that aren’t supposed to be realities

Are locked now

Buried

The map is burnt

So I can’t torture my skin with thoughts of your absence

Maybe the next life will be kinder to us than this past one. Than the one before that

You saw me in in my glory days

In my glory ways

But I’m not that which you wished me to be

The ink you marked your skin with describes another demon

Who would brave the storm and rip the head off the beast that came between her and her pleasure

I’m not that

I was for a brief moment but she was left on that island

Where mist forms to make the world more beautiful than it is

Because let us not forget - the world is not that

Nor am I child

Nor am I

[agamdarshi]

I like that no one comes to visit me.

I let out these lonely words and dismiss the desire for applaud

Because here the world is dead you see

I say what say

Show my titties and my ass

With no shame that you will mind me

I am as crass and as soft as my body dictates

Day by day taking what I am from the particals that sit in the shoulders of trees

Lapping up thoughts like dog.

[agamdarshi]

Visit Original Link

Based on the poem ‘Machu Picchu’.The audio story about the Kitty Kat with Fangs.

by agam darshi

She looks at me through her cool feline gaze. Processing my hairless limbs and clumsy waddle. She keeps a 3 feet radius between herself and the world. The Hipstress of Hipsters. Too cool for school. She looks for warmth on top of metallic hoods. Taking shelter in dark crevasses of old homes. She wears open wounds like badges of honour. Licking off blood from God knows what and God knows who. Too proud to Meow. Instead hissing off cuddles from strangers with signs. Wild little thing that has never been touched. Unbroken and untamed. A beast within the urban sprawl. I wish I was her.

[agamdarshi]

I stand between myself and her. 

She looks at me. Beckoning to see my groin.  To raise my chin.  To be moist.  And  I only stare back.  Blank frozen gaze.  Like a face full of injections.  To stop me from melting.  To keep me from feeling.  I am at least young.  I am at least pretty.  Despite my giant belly and saggy breasts.  Who want to reach the floor  And grow again.  In ways that would allow flight.  And ways that spit out fiction.  From my unkissed mouth. 

[agamdarshi]

Let it bloom.

[agamdarshi]

Unfamiliar by Agam Darshi

There is something I love in the safe familiarity of the landscape. Heaven grey sits unchanging above our heads. The slow trot we take walking past blinking lights, To the comfort of dry cafés and the burst of coffee aroma as we open the door. Knowing not too far down is a bed of water that laps slowly but steadily along with our dreams. The somber faces of phases truants with polite answers Strollers and umbrellas The wet on my face from drops of rain. I wish this safe place was enough Enough of a comfort Enough to keep me engaged and inspired Enough to move me and lull me at the same time So I exist in joy but not dream too far ahead. But it’s not. That’s the shame of it all. Some other place takes my attention. Traps my imagination Holds me hostage in the knowing that I can be more do more see more. It is not here. Not in my sleepy beautiful home. So I say goodbye sweet one. I will return but not stay. Expectations are ugly and I have broken them all. So goodbye sweet one.

[agamdarshi]

But why?

https://m.youtube.com/watch?feature=youtu.be&v=UNQhuFL6CWg

[agamdarshi]

Understand that life is not a straight line. Life is not a set timeline of milestones. It is okay if you don’t finish school, get married, find a job that supports you, have a family, make money, and live comfortably all by this age, or that age. It’s okay if you do, as long as you understand that if you’re not married by 25, or a Vice President by 30 — or even happy, for that matter — the world isn’t going to condemn you. You are allowed to backtrack. You are allowed to figure out what inspires you. You are allowed time, and I think we often forget that. We choose a program right out of high school because the proper thing to do is to go straight to University. We choose a job right out of University, even if we didn’t love our program, because we just invested time into it. We go to that job every morning because we feel the need to support ourselves abundantly. We take the next step, and the next step, and the next step, thinking that we are fulfilling some checklist for life, and one day we wake up depressed. We wake up stressed out. We feel pressured and don’t know why. That is how you ruin your life. You ruin your life by choosing the wrong person. What is it with our need to fast-track relationships? Why are we so enamored with the idea of first becoming somebody’s rather than somebodies? Trust me when I say that a love bred out of convenience, a love that blossoms from the need to sleep beside someone, a love that caters to our need for attention rather than passion, is a love that will not inspire you at 6am when you roll over and embrace it. Strive to discover foundational love, the kind of relationship that motivates you to be a better man or woman, the kind of intimacy that is rare rather than right there. “But I don’t want to be alone,” we often exclaim. Be alone. Eat alone, take yourself on dates, sleep alone. In the midst of this you will learn about yourself. You will grow, you will figure out what inspires you, you will curate your own dreams, your own beliefs, your own stunning clarity, and when you do meet the person who makes your cells dance, you will be sure of it, because you are sure of yourself. Wait for it. Please, I urge you to wait for it, to fight for it, to make an effort for it if you have already found it, because it is the most beautiful thing your heart will experience. You ruin your life by letting your past govern it. It is common for certain things in life to happen to you. There will be heartbreak, confusion, days where you feel like you aren’t special or purposeful. There are moments that will stay with you, words that will stick. You cannot let these define you – they were simply moments, they were simply words. If you allow for every negative event in your life to outline how you view yourself, you will view the world around you negatively. You will miss out on opportunities because you didn’t get that promotion five years ago, convincing yourself that you were stupid. You will miss out on affection because you assumed your past love left you because you weren’t good enough, and now you don’t believe the man or the woman who urges you to believe you are. This is a cyclic, self-fulfilling prophecy. If you don’t allow yourself to move past what happened, what was said, what was felt, you will look at your future with that lens, and nothing will be able to breach that judgment. You will keep on justifying, reliving, and fueling a perception that shouldn’t have existed in the first place. You ruin your life when you compare yourself to others. The amount of Instagram followers you have does not decrease or increase your value. The amount of money in your bank account will not influence your compassion, your intelligence, or your happiness. The person who has two times more possessions than you does not have double the bliss, or double the merit. We get caught up in what our friends are liking, who our significant others are following, and at the end of the day this not only ruins our lives, but it also ruins us. It creates within us this need to feel important, and in many cases we often put others down to achieve that. You ruin your life by desensitizing yourself. We are all afraid to say too much, to feel too deeply, to let people know what they mean to us. Caring is not synonymous with crazy. Expressing to someone how special they are to you will make you vulnerable. There is no denying that. However, that is nothing to be ashamed of. There is something breathtakingly beautiful in the moments of smaller magic that occur when you strip down and are honest with those who are important to you. Let that girl know that she inspires you. Tell your mother you love her in front of your friends. Express, express, express. Open yourself up, do not harden yourself to the world, and be bold in who, and how, you love. There is courage in that. You ruin your life by tolerating it. At the end of the day you should be excited to be alive. When you settle for anything less than what you innately desire, you destroy the possibility that lives inside of you, and in that way you cheat both yourself and the world of your potential. The next Michelangelo could be sitting behind a Macbook right now writing an invoice for paperclips, because it pays the bills, or because it is comfortable, or because he can tolerate it. Do not let this happen to you. Do not ruin your life this way. Life and work, and life and love, are not irrespective of each other. They are intrinsically linked. We have to strive to do extraordinary work, we have to strive to find extraordinary love. Only then will we tap into an extraordinarily blissful life. TC mark

Bianca Sparacino

How To Ruin Your Life (Without Even Noticing That You Are)

[agamdarshi]

Justin musk thoughts about success:

“You’re determined. So what? You haven’t been racing naked through shark-infested waters yet,” she writes. “Will you be just as determined when you wash up on some deserted island, disoriented and bloody and ragged and beaten and staring into the horizon with no sign of rescue?” She then offers some advice: “Shift your focus away from what you want (a billion dollars) and get deeply, intensely curious about what the world wants and needs. Ask yourself what you have the potential to offer that is so unique and compelling and helpful that no computer could replace you, no one could outsource you, no one could steal your product and make it better and then club you into oblivion (not literally). Then develop that potential. Choose one thing and become a master of it. Choose a second thing and become a master of that. When you become a master of two worlds (say, engineering and business), you can bring them together in a way that will a) introduce hot ideas to each other, so they can have idea sex and make idea babies that no one has seen before and b) create a competitive advantage because you can move between worlds, speak both languages, connect the tribes, mash the elements to spark fresh creative insight until you wake up with the epiphany that changes your life. The world doesn’t throw a billion dollars at a person because the person wants it or works so hard they feel they deserve it. (The world does not care what you want or deserve.) The world gives you money in exchange for something it perceives to be of equal or greater value: something that transforms an aspect of the culture, reworks a familiar story or introduces a new one, alters the way people think about the category and make use of it in daily life. There is no roadmap, no blueprint for this; a lot of people will give you a lot of advice, and most of it will be bad, and a lot of it will be good and sound but you’ll have to figure out how it doesn’t apply to you because you’re coming from an unexpected angle. And you’ll be doing it alone, until you develop the charisma and credibility to attract the talent you need to come with you. Have courage. (You will need it.) And good luck. (You’ll need that too.)” Read more at http://www.businessinsider.my/elon-musks-first-wife-explains-what-it-takes-to-become-a-billionaire-2015-4/#LOCxDCiKFCqoUrOB.99

[agamdarshi]

Check out a short film I wrote and directed: ‘Fade Out’, made possible by BravoFact.

http://www.bravofact.com/2015/03/24/fade-out-in-2013/

[agamdarshi]

bravoFACT.com your exclusive source for drama short films online; watch exclusive independent films and new drama movies online; access the best short films

[agamdarshi]

Insomnia in Paris looks something like this. #PARIS

[agamdarshi]

My Brown Orbs

He held my face close Silently looked through me And finally concluded in a low soft rumble: That my eyes reminded him of nighttime in the desert. And this is something I will never forget.

[agamdarshi]

Somewhere along the way this city has become my friend.  Not because it has given me everything I have wanted, But because it has shown me everything that I am.

[agamdarshi]

Time for another LALALAND IN REAL TIME ep 1.7: Meet Dolly Rajkachori..peda one of LA's biggest dreamers. http://youtu.be/rsuY4oo5fUA

[agamdarshi]

#gypsylife