How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot;
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.

-Alexander Pope

finally it is done.
perfectly distorted.
it is an exaggeration really,
but it does make you smile, now!
so when i was almost on #1611,
he was sitting there, on that rock.
all busy and occupied.
i was tired and anxious,
went and sat beside.
all the words, seemed in place,
and the wind & sunshine were just fine.
it went on for a while,
till some time passed by.
consisited of altercations,
some more words and appreciation.
and then when i saw it for the first time,
a few tears rolled down my cheek.
but he was tired and anxious by then.
he climbed down a few flights,
till he reached #1412.
he is settled now.
busy and occupied again.
i used to be bemused then.
but i saw it carefully, now...
and it does indeed,
beget a content smile.
it made me see the world upstairs.
it was a pretty glimpse alright!
it made me see a lot within.
it was difficult to decipher really,
but i live with it now.
so i am on my way up again,
and it keeps me amused.
perfectly distorted and exaggerated.
it is my soul's caricature!

so when you look out,
what is it that you see?
do you see me?
is it green enough?
or does it seem all blue?
go ahead, don't be scared!
it is the hallucinogenic drug.

now that you are out,
don't even think about receding.
go on! i am right behind.
yes, yes, of course! it is the earth.
ignore; it will keep moving anyways.
think about the meadow beyond the fence.
the sweet, hallucinogenic drug.

no i don't have any name for it.
i have better things to do, you see!
i am here for you, right behind.
envisage the colours, will you?
green and blue. they are right there.
go on now! i am geting restless.
oh right! the hallucinogenic drug.

i thought it is you,
but you see, it is for me too!
the white picket fence,
and the pretty green meadow beyond.
tricks, the colours play on you!
the sky seems alright, but not enough.
so i breathe again, my hallucinogenic drug.

why do you have to be someone else?
it is only me, look up!
i will try to keep the smile alive,
i promise to bring the spark back.
keep walking on the line,
and we won't have to face the halo.
we have evaded it for too long.
i can only promise a little bit of light.
look up, the divine spark is gone!
when you reach the fork,
and the line seems blurred,
walk a step ot two ahead.
that is where the footprints are.
that is where the farrago of thoughts lies.
i can not promise you any light.
look up, our feelings have crept on us!

If I pretend to be fine,
If I apologize again,
I'll gain a peice of me.
I'll keep at it.
Don't make me give up.

I didn't fall in a life of shame,
I don't lead a life of ignominy.
It is a steep hike.
I'll keep at it.
Don't make me give up.

I can only do but wish,
I can only oblige.
I'll stash them up and be aloof.
I'll keep at it.
Don't make me give up.

Please!

LOOK BACK.
DON'T WANT TO??
DON'T...
I AM NOT THERE.