Haloes come in all shapes and sizes

The unconditional love for money is a testament to the fact that we worship our own creation

Its funny how the Apprentice is so similar to Cluedo – It’s a game of luck with a process of elimination and of course: a lot of ‘stabbing people with a dagger in the board room’

The lonely sunlight sneaked a visit through my window looking for some company. Together we enjoyed a blissful moment

Aah yes. The clique of society that dresses for attention.
They call it “innovative attire”. “Fashion of the future”.
“The fresh look”. “Eccentricity expressing individuality”.
Must say, big words for a bunch of SHOW OFFs.

I take shelter under the restless clouds and talk freely to the vast sky. I dwell in bliss surrounded by deafening silence and watch the world in my solitude, with unrestrained arrogance. I am not brick or stone. I am the pinnacle that you aspire for.

The sight an admirer of sunrise would die for. The sight an admirer of blood would die with

Beyond every withered and grim reality, lie the open arms of glistening hope

Autumn – the colorful bash before the leaves go for winter break. They keep dancing in their radiant attire…but eventually drop dead with rustling hangover.

It is a grim reminder of irreparable loss.
A measure of procrastination.
An embodiment of eternity.
And the heretics call it a ‘watch’.