Communication Kills!

Here are some pearls I found buried deep in the despair of answer papers:

1) Scientist giving a talk about recent developments in astronomy:
    "Do you know what our solar system is called? It is called the Milky Way Galaxy."
   [A second year science student wrote this.]

2) How to write a letter of application for a job, along with a resume:
   I feel like an imposter teaching these wise souls.

   * I give you permission to call me for an interview.
   * Give me the job. (This person surely believes in simplicity.)
   * Name: Balack Obama
   * Martial status/ Material status: Single

Simplicity

"Listen to your heart, move according to your heart, whatsoever the stake: A condition of complete simplicity costing not less than everything.... To be simple is arduous, because to be simple costs everything that you have. You have to lose all to be simple. That's why people have chosen to be complex and they have forgotten how to be simple."

-- Osho!

Walking through twilight

Be near me when my light is low,
When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick
And tingle; and the heart is sick,
And all the wheels of Being slow...

Be near me when my faith is dry,
And men the flies of latter spring,
That lay their eggs, and sting and sing
And weave their petty cells and die.
 
-- Lord Alfred Tennyson


Handball I am,
my own deepest feelings
are a mirage.
And after twilight, I know
I must meet the darker night.

I can't walk, I can't see.
You that brought along the night
for me to see
must see me through the blinding dark,
be the ground and the feet for me.

Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.

Humpty Dumpty got up again,
Humpty Dumpty hobbled in pain.

Humpty Dumpty climbed back on the wall,
Humpty Dumpty had another fall.

Humpty Dumpty has no king's men,
Nor any to wish his wishes amen.

Humpty Dumpty is a you and a me,
We fall, we rise, till we break a knee.

Some break it soon, some hold on for a time,
And some who fall down never climb.

The Script

My short story appeared in Soundzine this month. (Click on the title of this post for page link.)

Play

Am I a handball
being tossed about?
Tossing about thus
in waves,
afraid of encountering
walls of mirage?

Am I the reckless
hand tossing
itself into the waves
hitting walls
of mirage
to shatter?

Am I your game
of tossing balls
and of waves and walls?
Whatever I am,
gather me safe at last
into your hands.

Fury's prisoner

"I am Wrath. I had neither father nor mother: I leapt out of a lion`s mouth when I was scarce half an hour old; and ever since I have run up and down the world with this case of rapiers, wounding myself when I had nobody to fight withal. I was born in hell; and look to it, for some of you shall be my father."

(Wrath, the third deadly sin, in Christopher Marlowe's Doctor Faustus)