One day
It will all
Go digital...
First money,
Then things,
And then people.
It will all be
Extremely subtle.
Is reality a bubble,
Hidden under a heap
Of shiny cosmic rubble?
About Me
- Ankur Dnyanmote
- Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada
- I like playing with words, their meanings, and tying them together to occasionally call it poetry. So when I stumbled upon a translation of this quote by – Antonio Machado, "What the poet is searching for is not the fundamental I, but the deep you." - I wondered about it all. Who is the deep you?
Pulse
SIGNALS
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It is different now than a while ago It is different today than yesterday It is different here than it was there It's a different taste ...
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Is it all just an illusion in our heads that the living are, a little more kinder than those who are most definitely dead? ...
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I hear voices - whispers in my ear words muffled by the lips shuddering with some unspoken fear wonder why they speak at all in silent...
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Things were lying about in a disturbing sort of way she tried to lie back but they wouldn’t go away Sometimes she shut her eyes and sometime...
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Contd. from... Lucy finished the devils cake. The time had come to finally make a change. How many possibilities can you really think about?... -
What is a Word floating in a void, or a sentence devoid of meaning, but suspended gibberish, which for eternity is changing? Is i...
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Dreams, are scrambled projections- noise and signals, (or holographic feeds) emanating quite randomly from experiential moments ...
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contd. from Completeness was far from over. The cycle kept on going. The tide kept on turning, and her life kept on throbbing . The beating ... -
The plight of the sleeping Djin was abandoned by wonder. The polished floor glittered sweet with scarlet drops of liquid...
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Deliberately moving Through the notions Somewhat composed Somewhat emotional Bags of skin and cells Travelled well through T...
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