breathless

“तू खुद की खोज में निकल, तू किस लिए हताश है”

‘colour within the lines for that is beautiful’

rather, acceptable— it is how it is
everyone does it
a babe is told/trained to be and do what is
step in steps so trod on
they may well be Wells’ muse for ‘Journey to the Center of the Earth’

but imagine every poem, song, book about
the same thing, the same way with same words
laterally inverting our worlds but in the same way
imagine NASA’s Voyager have but one thing to rattle around cosmic nothingness with
how plausibly terrible would it be
incessantly breathlessly suffocating creativity
reaching to perceive duplicates everywhere
you and me replaced by but one word
because we brand unique/different weird
deriding idiosyncrasies that (have) sculpt(ed) existence
the differences that even within people
paint water lilies and stars differently each time
or the myriad differences that married for jazz
or every other kind of music
under cloaks of accessibility the world smaller we make
but we then derive the singular moulding
coalescing past ideas born from difference
to stop its procreation
instead let unique amplify and creativity encourage
and be breathless in difference

“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest achievement”

—Ralph Waldo Emerson

The photo is taken from Arnaav Bhavanani’s album: m-k / 1724km, 11c, 5d

m-k / 1724km, 11c, 5d

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