Sweet Dreams!


This is an updated version of this post.

Perhaps it was a pretty nasty day when my ink bled thus. Never wanted to post this but a recent death of a complete stranger reminded me of how it chases and follows anywhere and everywhere.

Got published on: LoversOfDarkness.com.

30 thoughts on “Sweet Dreams!

      • Moniba says:

        I was thinking about saying that. But then wondered how appropriate it would be to say it. I wish you wouldn’t write thus.
        The previous format was more likable btw. Or maybe it’s just my messed-up monitor that makes it seem so.

        • randomlyabstract says:

          How appropriate or did you miss ‘in’? It won’t have been so anyways. I mean, the writer WANTS you to hate it. :/

          As for the format, I *just* changed it. You’re the first to see it, you know. And I think it’s your monitor’s fault. =p Becuz I didn’t like the last one. πŸ˜‰

          • Moniba says:

            Appropriate. It’s a manner of speaking.
            Yeah I guessed. cz on the homepage it showed the original, and when I clicked on comment, the image showed.
            I liked the prev one more. It reflected death. All wide and white. Empty. So noticeable and yet so often ignored. Tall and thin. I wonder if you understand my point.

          • randomlyabstract says:

            I got that, about appropriate. Ofcourse after I had published my comment. πŸ˜‰
            The previous image was self-made too. Should I put it back? Because that description of ‘death’ is so appealing!

          • Moniba says:

            Hah. Idk really. And death shouldn’t be appealing. Not entirely. WE should view it with both fear and hope. Kind of like taqwa, you get what I mean? Mixture of fear and hope.

  1. Ali Sohani says:

    I had no idea, that you had a gift to dwell poetically in macabre. πŸ™‚
    I agree with Moniba that death has a combination of fear and hope…
    Death is simply necessary. As long as life is, it’s necessary. Because it’s in life’s nature to evolve, to grow, to excel, to perform, and death puts a limit to it. So in a sense it makes the time spent living more relevant. πŸ™‚

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