The Monkey's High Again

The attractive, the bland & the ugly,
the three visual categories we define.
But even the wisest monkey won't categorise
himself in either & will constantly try to climb up
to the first group. Perhaps the sheer beauty of life is that
by avoiding analysis you sometimes create a stronger logic.

When arms were upper limbs...

The call to run towards arms was never true.
A new version of rabbit running towards the snake's carrot-painted fangs
or maybe votes ruinning towards the idiots running for the running-us role.
& yet we still stand in every single line, to do what we are told.
Well-trained children, aren't we?

Tic Tac Death, Tic Tac Death

Time is just an excuse for god
to justify one's death.