I did not know that with colours you could sketch...

Every truth
is hidden in the moment of a bird silence...

I love me above and more
than anything else in this world...

Unsightly world searching for unsightliness in...
to constantly conform herself...

Nothing exists as absolute,
in hardcore reality...

You conceal your malevolence and greed
behind the edifice of benevolent deeds...

The consumer is consumed
as consumption consummates...

Poetry is the might
to individuate the most latent beautiful blooms...

There is just personal death
and collective continuum...

The tranquility
in between cats and fishes...

I'm your opposite,
not your foe—for the flip side...

Seeker:
_Master! teach me you...