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Category: Official Marathon Announcement
Hour 6 – Hyena Haiku with my Therapist
The pack before Self Hyenas track the grassland Predators who Love
Hour 5 – “That Feeling”
The Music: it surrounds us. The world just melts away. Its all of us together riding the sound waves Our intuitions intertwining: Comingled, not colliding. In ten million different ways. Our Emotions synchronizing Only movement can remain. Our worlds are simplifying. Yet every complexity is engaged….
Play Acting Messiah’s Death
It’s difficult to be the Messiah, play-acting his death on a torture stake. Times like this teach us what death means, remind us how a man, sinless, was beating from neighbouring streets down to Golgotha. A cup of grief is always as heavy as grief….
Hour 4 – You gotta do the work.
You can’t file a lawsuit against the universe…. . To which court, would you report? Your circumstances are what they are now. . …
A Threaten Torch
A Threated Torch A threatened torch I carry, To a promised victory. From every tempter, task and foe, I must swiftly flee. Though fears and torment taunt me, My mission fixed – I see, Appointed and anointed To reach my destiny. A threatened…
This year – Hour 10
I’ll be a better person Learn to ride a bike Workout seven days a week Eat once a day Select only good people to be in my life Force my acne away with a new skin care routine Drink 10 glasses of water a day…
Hour 2 – “The Witness”
I was born to walk this earth, and bear witness to its humble treasures. The rhythm of my boots in-sync, one of Life’s intrinsic pleasures. Through Field, and Stream: Asphalt and Gutter I was made to find new paths, To find as much beauty as…
Nahar’ Girl
There are towers in the other side of the world. The mortals over there – how did they cross this sea of wilderness? While I am wondering if I have to swim, you’re in it already, proving your resistance to water. It is computer age…
And I Bid Ye Farewell- Hour 9
Dear Lost City, For the sand meals I cooked On childhood playgrounds For my first day at school When I took my first steps For the lifelong friends I made And the lessons I learnt The trees I climbed The pools I swam Drives to…