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The room.

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  It's like the room is inviting me to fuck in it. Like it wants my girlfriend to scream so that it can be happy that finally a worthy man has fucked and lost his virginity to a sex starved lady. It wants its bedsheets to be wrinkled and splashes of my maybe wanna have a dozen kids tonic in those bedsheets. It's like it wants my girlfriend's ass and my knees sweat marks on its sheets. It also wants her and my knees sweat marks on the sheets and her titties sweat marks on the pillow so that the readers can know that it is doggy style. It's really sickening that on behalf of me the room is thinking. Well the room doesn't know that my left ball is paining. It's real. I have to stop thinking of fucking. Great, the pain is 2x now. But my genius 25 year old penis still wants to fuck. 

Me and my bag.

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  That's what I have got. My only buddy. I never wanted to write a story like this but this is what I am going through and I have been through. The bag and me. Whenever I go to a theatre I take it with me, it's almost like a girlfriend to me. When there is no one beside me I keep it in a seat so I can treat it like a being. ("BEING" what a crazy word it is. It almost can be uttered by a fool and the wise. While the wise have the guts to carry it, the poor have the agony of thinking about it. It's almost ecstasy when you fuck your wife by being poor. It's pain when you have to support the family you have created by fucking the whore. I mean the wife. It's not just an ordinary piece of art. It's a masterpiece which brings forth the snot swinging nose of your only child. You both must have thought "why the hell didn't i have used condom." Well that's where you think about the word BEING and RESPONSIBLE at the same time. And your only o...

Jockey

  The moment you no longer feel any excitement when you wear your new jockey underwear, well that's not calmness. That's the sign of being accepted. Being accepted what!  "Adulthood." 

Her dream.

  The other day i texted a woman. She denied her existence. She exists. She is just like god. But for what. For her dreams of saving the world. The dream of making tommorow better so that lots of women can exist. Now don't blame men buying sex dolls worth lakhs. You begin to save the world by saving one man at a time. Hope she saves her future husband. I wonder to whom he is jerking. Hope she sleeps early, so that she can dream well. Dreams are only meant to be fulfilled when fully  awake. When you are really awake you don't dream at all. I only dream of kissing her every night. Just to avoid the nonsense of her being existing. I wonder what she might be dreaming. 

A little conversation.

  Told a woman about my depression. She said "you should consult a Psychiatrist." Well.....What a terrible way to escape. 

He knows it.

  The man at the corner doing his craft can utter profound truth than the most scholarly fool can ever think off. I am talking about my barber. After finishing my haircut asked him how i look. He wasn't a businessman. He was doing his art. Cutting. He said, "just plain….ugly." He recognized what my mother couldn't. He said what my father has always wanted but didn't. Alas he knows it. He always knew it. The innocence is incomparable. 

Best at love.

 People preach lot of love these days. They still don't know how to properly respond to a depressed man never losing hope of being loved by some random stranger who can fill his heart with absolute joy.  But no. They can only preach love. Their love is in the air. Their love is not in the heart but in the ass. That's the reason it's hard to get it from there. And even if you get it, it's just a smelly intestine fucked up air. Just like a wise man once said " and the best at hate are those who preach love." Instead of knowing what one craves they want to conquer the insane with love. They are not insane and they want to conquer the insane with love. I still wonder how many have tasted their lovely farts. Keep smelling. Keep smelling.

Happy dussehra.

  Seen a man walk with no shoes. Asked him why. He said navarathri. I requested him to have a cup of tea with me. Such a great soul he was. As we walked on the busy newly wide roads of adilabad with city cow dungs galiz asana . He stepped on a nail.  "na moddaaaaalaaaaa…………," said he. The pain was two inches. I asked him what he said observing his sad nail bitten tears leaking face. He said "em ledhu thammudu, happy dussehra." I am grateful that I don't have to rely on nails to wish someone "happy dussehra." Happy dussehra my folks. Stay safe when you don't wear chappals.

Day

  While having a cold chilled bath i drained my balls. The more you drain the more they fill. While dressing i watched my father watching TV debate which lead nowhere. There is a lot of difference between "nowhere" and "NOW HERE." Listened to my mother bitch about the neighbor who was bitching about my mother with the other. Mothers are really good at bitching. No. Women are good at bitching. You can't beat them at it. Took a hit of chai. Watched other workers going to work. My day began. Days are running like wild horses. There isn't anything i could remember any worth. And then i laughed.

ABSOLUTE.

  People i loved the most are turning out as absolute fools. Perhaps it was because their foolishness i loved them. Howsoever foolish they are, they are foolish. And i call them absolute. It's just like the ABSOLUTE of absolute vodka. Perhaps costly. Howsoever costly it is still vodka. I have never tasted the absoluteness of the ABSOLUTE vodka. But i can promise you that i have known and experienced the foolishness of the absolute fools. I have tasted the cheapest vodka. Why waste money on something smooth and you can't get high as a cock being sucked by the ones you love. i Can't do anything about their foolishness. That makes me a fool again. That makes me absolute. That would be foolish. So don't drink ABSOLUTE. i mean don't be as wise as ABSOLUTE fools. Just like the ones i love. No matter how much i love them still they are fools. Being foolish beats in this modern time as there is no absolute medicine for those absolute fools, i mean the ones i "love....