Be, be, being

 All the madness around, isn't it really sad?

To watch men die without living

Hate without reason 

Live the lie they've been told

And never think about questioning 

Ever wondered about the ones around when you were born 

Apart from your parents 

Ever thought about their caste, creed, colour or religion 

Your parents just knew they were great doctors or nurses

Ever wondered about the ones who taught you to read this and write a comment 

Ever wondered why they took their time

Ever wondered while on a sick bed getting a transfusion 

That the color should have been blue

Ever wonder when man will be human 

First and then the rest?

In the limited lifespan

Can't we leave the stupidity for next time around 

And just be human 

A good being

Life breath

 Breath after breath, life flows

Gurgling ripples smattered by rocks 

Splitting into shimmering sparkles in the morning sun

Joining again on that journey i

nto the vast unknown 

Blending in with all that is past

And what has to come after

This moment, here and now

Captured in a fleeting second 

Breath, between breath

MVJ Simon 2026

Heat

 As the misty wispy blues of desolate gloom lifts

And the rays of golden hues peep in

Sudden lightness in my being 

Heavy load just lifted off my weary back

Days, nights, weeks and months have passed

Just breathing   existing,  nothing mattered

Now I know it wasn't all in vain

What could've broken me, just couldn't 

There's a raging storm inside 

Now about to unleash its fury

Letting fly what should out of the way

For a fresh new beginning of pure joyous creation 

MVJ Simon 

Be

While you inhale 

Sweet, sweet breath of life

Pause, say a silent thanks

For this gift of the moment 

Life, itself 

Take a moment to appreciate 

All that we take for granted 

The tiny moments 

Everything we ought to be grateful about 

And all that nearly broke us, but couldn't 

Live. Love. Laugh

While you still can.

Tech it. Or leave it.

 

Now in an AI powered Era, I'm feeling dumber than ever before. 

In an earlier age, all I had to do was collaborate with fellow artists and compete to win. That was easy.  Now the scenario has changed.  Like everything else in life. Now, no more creative thinking. 

No more old fashioned thinking.  Waiting.  Doodling.  Roaming around. Reading. Writing. Imagining  Day dreaming. 

I'm leaving all of it to tech. Hopefully, it will save enough time for me to do all of the above.