the explorer's stone

 Moonlight seems pale. Everything starts to fade  As I move through the maze. I don't know how it's going to end. Stealing away my breath. I try to restore reality by taking meth. But this horror never ends. Met people along the haze. Being wreckedly amazed by the mesmerizing maze. Maze of roses and thrones. Everybody finding their own paths. But soon I realized there is no end to this maze. Falling through the same traps and lanes. But why I get so amazed? This questions always gives me pain. I still go on finding their answers. Beating around the bush. Practicing futile moves. Like a dancer. Who's never going to perform. My body starts to deform. Walls starts to collapse and fall. I start to become humongously tall. Like a giant I squash. Over this bloody maze.

 A medieval town everything was astoundingly serene and normalcy exuded from each and every corners of the town. People with blank faces were working like every body else. Families were functioning properly as children were flocking around and chirping across the whole town with birds and animals were accompanying them in their plays and skits. But in the midst of order there was a man confused, he was looking around here and there as though he was searching for some valuable thing, drenched in sweat he wrestled his feet over nooks and crannies of the town. Few days passed by and people started to notice this deranged man casting his distress over others as all started to question this mans intentions but most of them were afraid to inquire him. It was a long time this town has seen any kind of anomaly like this, he was a tall scar faced man with his limbs shorter than the norm. His legs were quite long and he wore a rugged ,dirty robe with his head been covered by a white cloth which

 Watching everyone dancing, singing. On the rhythms of neon lights. Evoking a bright light. Underneath their deserted hearts. Tiles of colored lights dancing like a wonderless fly. But a blind spot seems to be static. There resides a voice that's erratic. Upsetting and gaslighting all of them. As he contemplates about his own existence. He asks the most formidable questions. He too is touched by the showers of the sparkling ball. But he eats them all. Always making him unnoticed in this tantalizing chaos. Shots and bars brings fertility to their hearts. But I saw one dancing by herself. Being indifferent to everyone else. For a while I thought she was a reflection of me. Like a rustling dead leaf she passed over the trees. Blown by the wind. Saw a man dancing across the distance. He attracted everybody with his undiminished exuberance. Even the lights couldn't escape from him. Like a black-hole he made everyone dim. Is it me? I asked to myself. Coz I can't believe in it. As

 I am on a seeming edge. Being watched over by the guards of disguist. I move every step with bit of scepticism and distrust. Veiled over by dust. I couldn't see a place where I could rest. But gradually mist started to fade. As I opened the gates. Which unleashed the monster who took over the whole space. In search of his preys. A horror creeped over him. He startled and started to freeze. Soon he melted and flooded us all. I rowed the boat in hurry. But soon the watchers sprouted from the water. To submerge my boat . Where everything crumbled. An oblivion stumbled. My fears started to seep in. They soon turned into nightmare. Reaping the horrid fruits which I couldn't bear. Experiencing things which I never dared. Realizing my reality is deeply layered. As my perceptions are snared   To redeem my innocence  To get it out of the claws of menace. I created a world which sprinkled serene ambience.

 Pisses and vomits smothers me. As I'm a filthy piece of meat. Still people are waiting for me to eat. As a savoury. We are unusual aren't we? Secluded from the fake demons. Disguising themselves as great deities. But this kids have not unleashed their true devil. They are always looking for an upheaval. Which would make them zoned out. Drenching themselves into the soup of evil. They want to cleanse themselves. To unravel their true self. Which are just like us. Which you spit and treat like mucus. A secret between you and us. It seems like we were never pious. But pretend to be. Not giving him a chance. We just dance on his glance. But it's in our confine. We are planning to eat it. Been ready with our forks and knives. If you won't come with us in our dine.

 Days are passing by. As I wrestle with my ambition. Their armies are marching towards me. And I don't have any clue of ammunition. I close my eyes. To un see it all. I crawl towards my own death bead. As I cry. Bringing storm to my oceanic eyes. Sweeping my will to live. I fall into a deep dark abyss. Only to find myself surrounded by jewels. Rejuvenating me and giving me a renewal. Casting their exuberance on the ammunitions. Fully equipped with all the weapons. I get out of my barricades. To defeat the nuisance creators. To reclaim my throne. Rage within the ocean starts to settle. I hold my guns and starts to battle. Bursting thier heads of. I turned this carnage into a carnival. Which everybody enjoys. With each kill I scrap off my joys. Gradually turning into a toy. Eventually being an idolized hero of a boy.

 Looking at the painting. I thought to myself. How a marvelous landscape can get encompassed within itself. Exuberating phenomenal beauty. Which entangles strings of moments. Connecting two distinct realities. Like a trader I negotiate. Between two grumpy roommates. But somehow this painting evades. The very confines within which it was made. Like a prey passing through predator's bait. Crumbling the bridge apart. It brings forth it's wrecking catastrophe to the two towns. Causing a Mayhem where everything shatters. Where each and every moment suddenly matters. Forging the town he brings the ultimate peace. For which I was waiting for long time. A warm breeze. Making me aware of the place that I'm in. Seeing around the serene ambience. I can smell the fresh fragrances of luscious green gardens. Which captivated me and disarmoured. I can finally see it surrounding me. Nurturing me with it's peace and tranquility.

 My romance with thrill. She is really gorgeous. With the scents of uncertainty she entices. She always try to kill The reality that I'm in. Serving me with freshly prepared dangers. Our lips touch like we were never strangers. Reuniting with her I feel alive. Pulling down my paradise. She wants to be drenched by my sweat. As I pave my way through her scorching dreads. In and out I go. Always finding something new. She screams every time I leave. This will have consequences I said. Eventually destroying the world  we made. I explore nooks and crannies of our world. Pleasuring us with every touch. Reaching the unseen edges of her gruesome  world I slipped. Falling down into her deep dark pit. Being washed away by her thirst. Our world collapsed as we merged. Eventually giving birth to a new world.

 Driving through the ruins of my emptiness. I see many people trying to please me. With all sorts of cherries and pastries. They say they know the way to wonderland. Where all my miseries would evade. Where happiness and glee eternally prevails. They only need one thing from me they say. To forget my directions and my ways. To leave my strive from the roads of dismay. You will never find your bay they say. Where you can drink the pristine water of heavenly flavours. They have a secret route to happiness. Which they can't say to anybody else. But my deranged journey captivated their attention. They wanted to help me to reach my destination. Which were aligned with theirs. They just needed my car they said. At that time I became distressed ,perplexed. Not knowing the bay I started to loose my ways. Hence I decided to be surrendered by my dismay. I agreed with them. And lend my car. We drove together for long hours. It felt pleasurable. As I was accompanied with the songs of guitar. T

 Always feeling unsure she leaves. Maybe it's her fault. Her structure is dismantled. With her constant array of doubts. Always injuring herself with self assaults. Innumerable reasons she count. For her to be non existent in this drought. One day she seeked all the pleasures she brought. But filling herself with all the hollowness she flew. Up in the sky becoming a symbol of guiding light. She felt ecstatic and sedated. Mitigating all worries she elated. But she never knew why she was aloof. She gradually started to feel despair. There was nobody beside to make her beware. Fear of the unknown always haunted her. As everybody was gazing her with the feeling of awe and dismay. But air stated to seep out through the layers of her bloated surface. Which dictated her journey from becoming a prayer to prey.

 I'm just a curious soul always eager to try out new things in  life but recently I started to fixiate my attention on content writing. A new journey, a new venture which would probably open new possibilities in life. I would be happy to work with you to help both of us accelerate our journeys. You could always check my content to judge my writing style anyways I'm not going to give you false grandiose description of my work content . If it's good than it would be self evident.

 Down the streets  he saw strange looking guy waking towards me "wait what do you want from me?" he asked him anxiously as he was scared by his demeanor and looks there was something creepy about him he was obnoxiously structured by the way he wore hos clothes it seemed as though his arms were relatively more longer than his legs, his face was entirely covered by masks only his bloody eyes could be seen by me. He looked more sickly yet his shoulders and legs were way too stronger. He looked sickly and crippled. I wanted to run away but after asking the question I froze the  whole street were looking at me it was the first time anyone ever glanced at me such a longer period of time. Abin was also one of the people who looked at him . Abin was his long lost friend as soon as he saw him he rushed towards him. Abin tried to shake him. He was trying his best to instill sanity in him but nothing seemed to work. He clapped his cheeks, tried to rub his hands for a while. After some t

 Burning my desires. I wait for an ecstatic experience. To shatter me, break me and then rejuvenate me. Coz there is nothing worth living for. People might think I'm delirious. Nothing really excites me anymore. My curiosity is withering as my world collapses I'm quite used to it now. But my longing still prevails. Where this futility would evade. The smoke rises as it blinds me. To see the beauty that it encompasses. It's misleading me to fall into the deep. Where I could find my ultimate peace. But with a bitter taste of smoke I leave. Repenting on all my mistakes and misdeeds. Just to find myself in another world. Where all my thoughts and emotions flood. Submerging me into it's deep sea. I try to find my ecstasy. Something which is deep and exclusive to me. Finding it I breathe again. I try to tame my hunger for vain. But to my surprise it over pours. Bringing fertility and prosperity to every drought. Riding the waves from the slippery slopes. I finally reach the s

 She is killing me with her sweet poison. There is no way I could stop her from doing that. Coz I am a slave in her prison. She is executing me, torturing me. With her enticing spells and wands. She is Princess of chaos disguised as a fairy. She has tied me with her shackles and bonds. I gave my heart to her. I don't regret it at all. Her every torture seems to me as roses and cherries. And I am her cake. She relentlessly devours it. Not giving a fuck she spits and splits. Into the ashes of our memories. I always question is she real or fake. Or I am just creating her to make me feel hurt and pain. Am I insane? Or my values are stale and vague. Or I am doing this to nullify my pride and vain. Am I blinded by her haze? Nonetheless I'm enjoying the cycle of pleasure and pain. Just like everybody else 

 Coming out of a deep abyss of guilt and resenment towards myself and the world around. Why our relationship is so bad I wonder, she never listens to me. never ever tries to understand me. The pain which makes me more lively. Constantly reminding me reminding me about each and every moment as it slips through my hands. Even though I am losing it still I feel that something is coming from my spine making me more jovial  and blissed out being unabashed by everybody around me as they are busy in thier futile chase but I am racing against myself, racing against time, racing against infinitive. But she is constantly bring some mundane stuff back to me which seems so trivial. I ask her ' Why? I have being doing this most of my life ,what new things are you making me learn. Do you still think that all these things are going to satiate my thirst . Hell no. It provided me with basics which I am really glad of but I want to move on now . Towards a new journey, new mountains, even though it w

Trying out different things one gets confused about everything. Possibilities sprouting out like like a breath of gigantic monster of the deep seas. Everybody trying to impose their own presumptions and presuppositions. Trying to navigate a way to reach the shore where this ordeal would end. Everyone's trying to pretend that they don't know about the monstrosity that's hidden deep within the seas. Lurking around us trying to remind us by constantly casting miseries and troubles. It's really a race I realized. Between the hastiness of the hunger and desperation to the know the truth of the shore amongst all the clutters. Why we are here I always ask? Where we are marching towards ?What is this ocean Who is the monster? I ask. My voice echoes through the whole landscape piercing and melting glaciers. I try to look at the haze surrounding all of us. Everybody seems unclear and distorted but their voices are still echoing. They are trying to guide me they say amidst the cha

 He is one of those few people who got HYPERSTRESS. What are you telling is this real she asked him exclaiming We keep our son very happy he loves us , he loves our neighbors. How can someone be upset in such a beautiful and peaceful world to an extent where one needs to resort to drugs which could cause them pain and irritation, there are some people who are sacrificing their lives for us and here we are being so ungrateful of them said doc.  So is my son a lunatic like people who returned from the great front her mother asked. Maybe he could be like them but he never went to great front rather its impossible for anyone to go there he is truly an exception we need to investigate more on his case then only we could reach to a certain conclusion said looking at his report. Everybody was shocked by this news , gradually as the days went by Sam's family had earned a reputation of being unconcerned, ungrateful towards their child and being insanely lunatic just like Sam .Everybody was

We look up at the sky. We see all our hopes in disguise. We don't realize. The true potential we possess. Why with conformity we are so obsessed? Why stability and security entices us? Being oblivious to the omnipotent ambiguous. Spell bounded by our implanted dreams. We can't see. The unseen grandiose in our authenticity.