I am the chaos and you are the cosmos
Thursday, March 24, 2011
kite kat
kite1
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noun, verb, kit·ed, kit·ing.
–noun
1. a light frame covered with some thin material, to be flown in the wind at the end of a long string.
2. any of several small birds of the hawk family Accipitridae that have long, pointed wings, feed on insects, carrion, reptiles, rodents, and birds, and are noted for their graceful, gliding flight. Compare black kite, swallow-tailed kite, white-tailed kite.
3. Nautical . flying kite.
4. Finance .
a. a check drawn against uncollected or insufficient funds, as for redepositing, with the intention of creating a false balance in the account by taking advantage of the time lapse required for collection.
b. a check whose amount has been raised by forgery before cashing.
5. a person who preys on others; sharper. (!!!!!! :D :D I'm a kite!!)
–verb (used without object)
6. Informal . to fly or move with a rapid or easy motion like that of a kite.
7. to obtain money or credit through kites.
–verb (used with object)
8. to employ (a check or the like) as a kite; to cash or pass (a kite, forged check, etc.).
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We were completely fascinated by the black fowls perching on the electrical line in the rain.. Addy thought they were showering.. Va and I dismissed it completely but she might actually be half right. It could be a spiritual shower; a form of carthartic cleansing we all seek.
-- I just realised that kites and birds share a correlation in that they both involve flight and aviation!(it was unintentional) Besides, don't you think that the electrical line in the photo looks like the string of a kite?
What is the modern world doing to adolescents like us anyway? It seems to me that the entertainment in our definition is becoming so..commercialised and superficial..at the very core, transient. (I don't even wanna use "we" now. Some detachment is necessary from this point onwards). When did the individual become so vulnerable to the permeation of a warped culture that has distorted the definitions of enjoyment? Whatever happened to his love for simple, beautiful things (like kite flying and water-drinking competitions? Makeshift homes with blankets and bamboos and burning stuff to see what happens to it?) Why do some allow themselves to be freely controlled by temporary illusions and imagined liberation, only to feel worse after that?
The individual becomes so narcissistic; so absorbed by his own indulgences. Almost every neutral event related to adolescent fun has got a negative image attached to it. Of intoxication and delusions. In his futile attempts to surround himself with people, he paradoxically feels even lonelier, emptier. What would then truly satisfy this vacuum in them? He mistakes it for the lack of love and attention,self - reproachment. This longing to be desired compels him to turn to another individual, a companion, for refuge, for mutual completion. (You are already whole my child, not a half being or a jigsaw puzzle.) But when two empty souls come together and suck each other dry, what happens when this process is over and there's nothing left to burn in the aftermath of their depletion of the sweet incense of each other?
Everyone needs that separate world from which they seek solace and refuge in, blocking out the cold, real world. But what does it take for one to be in this world, but not of this world? To be aware, and sensitive to the intricacies of their surroundings but not be a part of it? I believe it's a spiritual force that we need. The force which the world thinks is "given by the Universe". But the Universe is but a vast cosmos with gazillions of stars and a few planets, what is it going to do to rid us of our narcissim and fill up our emotional vacuum? This spiritual force lies with the God who is able to instill in us that transcendental peace that transcends over the worldly chaos of temporal love and satisfaction. A force so incomprehensible and powerful that draws its creation to that one direction; fuelling them, making them whole.
They will try to make you just like them but you will not align yourself. You will resist that in all your adolescent recklessness and irrationality and divert your attention to things that are much more meaningful. You will be highly scorned at but you'll be happy. Free like the blue kite in the vast magnolia sky, with the thread of glass spool our only limit that bounds us to this earth.
Feel, not think.
posted by minthol cigarette. # 10:13 AM 
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