Holy Water and Other Stuff

I’d like to know how potent and effective holy water is. I’d like to know whether the Pope can have more blessing powers than a simple priest. I’d like to know how far would a drop of holy water reach in the ocean?  Would the entire ocean be blessed, along with the rest of the oceans on the planet?  Does a gallon of holy water has more reach than just one drop?   And if I throw holy water on the ground, would the entire Earth be blessed too? Along with all animals and humans in the world, including a heretic … Continue reading Holy Water and Other Stuff


The middle is a convenient and easy place to be, where no arguments or controversies exist. The middle is a comfortable neutral point where conformity shares space with submission. The middle is a tedious place where no one, voluntarily should remain for a long time. Life is meant to be a continuous experiment. The middle is fine, but only temporarily. I must go to the extremes, both extremes. I should never be static, I should never allow myself to be overtaken by docility or mediocrity. I would rather be invisible than mediocre. If I ever get lost, I should dig … Continue reading Nirvana

Free Flowing

Squeeze my lemons trickle down social insecurities third world project criminal justice injustice three strikes or a home-run prison system mutual terror bucket list priority destroy the world total absurdities my mother was a fish as I lay dying experiment stream of consciousness extreme mind fuck non-required grammar uncensored thoughts under subconscious and comatose dreamlike visions dormant and inert subliminal messages from the dark side both dumb and smart need not apply a comma here a period there absent and dismissed obsolete comprehension send me to hell he’ll laugh from there while others remain in heaven bored to death pitiful … Continue reading Free Flowing

Global Suicide

I was a little pessimistic when I wrote this little thing in 2017. Is there a reason to be optimistic now? God has left the building and the planet too. Hurricanes dance in the ocean. Hurricanes cohabit with earthquakes. The heat is hotter. Walls built with tiny hands will stop refugees but not bombs. Children expelled from paradise. Limbo kids between heaven and hell. But which is which? The ax forgets, the tree remembers. The forest never wins. Mother nature is dead. Without a nation or destination, refugees flee in mass and cry in pain. Destitute and diluted in the … Continue reading Global Suicide