Prologue::
Daniel of My Dreams is going to be the
prologue of my life interwoven with
dreams.It spans my life to the fullest;
spanning cities such as
Singapore, Bangalore, Chennai,
Thiruvanathapuram, New Delhi
and so on to include the nations
which I love and never have traveled.
Daniel is a biblical prophet who had
amazing capabilities to master the evil spirits
in their own dens. Through this experiment
with Novel artistry, I aim to bridge
psycho analytical explorations in unknown
territories of mind and the unknown
prowess of catholic scriptures.
For a normal reader this draft
will suffice to be a random jottings
on my state of mind and nullified delusions.
For a student of history of subconscious;
this will be a travelogue of an
extra sensitive mind to the uncharted terrains
of race, language, totems, taboos,
religion, science, semiotics and wit.
This draft will be updated whenever
and wherever my dreams will
intercept my chains and freedom.
Chapter 1: Lion King and a Serpent of roses
He who is the interpreter of my
dreams is hidden
somewhere in my valley of darkness.
Like Columbus he is unraveling
the continents of my life
unknown even to myself.
Happiness has been his cast away.
Awakening me unto this last unity,
he embraced a light of fire.
Devoid of him and his luminous thoughts
I am just a spinning mountain,
porous to the leaves of grass.
Persistent tears and cleansing this land
of misery, passion, privilege and prayers.
Wither love ? Wither hate?I know only one aspect;
there are extreme multitudes in the masses.
They dissect their blood
and sell their swear and ego alike.
In the veil of his charisma; Daniel was an introvert.
He ignited the ergo of his lovers.
His salience was his forte.
Unaware of his charm,
he stormed into her affairs.
Waiting for the goddess;
he charmed all the women he met.
A fort of calmness was his ambition;
yet storm of desire was his temptation.
Daniel was sure; Saturn will play
all the games of temptation on its own playground.
So Daniel let loose his illness.
Many shivered on its own.
In his nightmare; Daniel
welcomed Saturn to storm the hamlets.
Unconscious of the problems
Saturn delved into the circle and spirals.
Spirals are the silent snakes.
Only love can separate
the sin and the sinners.
Daniel could dig out diamonds;
Not heavens neither earth.
They were the sole
property of almighty.
His voice was not so enigmatic;
at times he delved in reconstruction
of his faith ; he evidently dreamed of
family values and of course
his infamous faith in hunger
His livestock was not from his enemies.
Once in his nightmares he saw a holy lizard;
He himself subdued
in a gardener's soul and shouted
" I am the wizard of Oz"
Until now Daniel does not
know who is wizard of Oz;
Midas ; or even Johnnie Walker.
Daniel may not be a good driver ;
nor he can achieve eighth continent
like Alexander the Great,
play chess like Allen Green-spoon;
or meat girl friends like Vladimir Potato
or be sarcastic like Andre Agassi.
Daniel of My Dreams is going to be the
prologue of my life interwoven with
dreams.It spans my life to the fullest;
spanning cities such as
Singapore, Bangalore, Chennai,
Thiruvanathapuram, New Delhi
and so on to include the nations
which I love and never have traveled.
Daniel is a biblical prophet who had
amazing capabilities to master the evil spirits
in their own dens. Through this experiment
with Novel artistry, I aim to bridge
psycho analytical explorations in unknown
territories of mind and the unknown
prowess of catholic scriptures.
For a normal reader this draft
will suffice to be a random jottings
on my state of mind and nullified delusions.
For a student of history of subconscious;
this will be a travelogue of an
extra sensitive mind to the uncharted terrains
of race, language, totems, taboos,
religion, science, semiotics and wit.
This draft will be updated whenever
and wherever my dreams will
intercept my chains and freedom.
Chapter 1: Lion King and a Serpent of roses
He who is the interpreter of my
dreams is hidden
somewhere in my valley of darkness.
Like Columbus he is unraveling
the continents of my life
unknown even to myself.
Happiness has been his cast away.
Awakening me unto this last unity,
he embraced a light of fire.
Devoid of him and his luminous thoughts
I am just a spinning mountain,
porous to the leaves of grass.
Persistent tears and cleansing this land
of misery, passion, privilege and prayers.
Wither love ? Wither hate?I know only one aspect;
there are extreme multitudes in the masses.
They dissect their blood
and sell their swear and ego alike.
In the veil of his charisma; Daniel was an introvert.
He ignited the ergo of his lovers.
His salience was his forte.
Unaware of his charm,
he stormed into her affairs.
Waiting for the goddess;
he charmed all the women he met.
A fort of calmness was his ambition;
yet storm of desire was his temptation.
Daniel was sure; Saturn will play
all the games of temptation on its own playground.
So Daniel let loose his illness.
Many shivered on its own.
In his nightmare; Daniel
welcomed Saturn to storm the hamlets.
Unconscious of the problems
Saturn delved into the circle and spirals.
Spirals are the silent snakes.
Only love can separate
the sin and the sinners.
Daniel could dig out diamonds;
Not heavens neither earth.
They were the sole
property of almighty.
His voice was not so enigmatic;
at times he delved in reconstruction
of his faith ; he evidently dreamed of
family values and of course
his infamous faith in hunger
His livestock was not from his enemies.
Once in his nightmares he saw a holy lizard;
He himself subdued
in a gardener's soul and shouted
" I am the wizard of Oz"
Until now Daniel does not
know who is wizard of Oz;
Midas ; or even Johnnie Walker.
Daniel may not be a good driver ;
nor he can achieve eighth continent
like Alexander the Great,
play chess like Allen Green-spoon;
or meat girl friends like Vladimir Potato
or be sarcastic like Andre Agassi.
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