when was the last time...

Writing diaries is as old as the rebelling harmones in me....
now comes a new way of putting across thoughts...
flinging them fast...far and wide in the galaxy of bytes,bits and god knows what all....
in this viscious circle of "i dont have time so i dont write" and "i dont write as i have no time" crazier gets the race sillier the running and hazier the opponents....
why run the race?why be a rat?
cliched sounded ideas so i deserted them till i became too cliched for ideas to come to me....
now i write again...its almost like having spasms...attacks..attacks of creativity..attacks of identity crises...attacks of superiority complex...attacks of non being....
so now ideas and words spurt forth...like mustard sauce sitting adamant in a bottle in a dingy pizza parlour...
slow slow n slowly they'll come..
now now shall it pour forth...
out of cracks on the plastered ego walls...out of the crumbling principle towers...out of the torn fabric of lonliness...out of the freshly cemented relationship...
woes? bygone times?suppressed emotions?fear of the forests dwelling within...
what all shall they describe?
maybe jus that all is not well in the spaces of void...all is not well in the city of thoughts, all is not well in the lighthouse of ambition...all is not well at the horizon of being...
the entity is losing light...the eyes have darkened with the shadows of failure and the brain?she has surrendered to insanity...
these pools of misery are filled with mists of confusion and haze of indecision...
let the light of optimism visit my valley..
let the words bloom in their full granduer and glory...
AMEN