Life is Amorphous

Life is amorphous,
It is.

You roll around thinking that you have everything under control, only to come across an unfamiliar situation which demands a Yes or No answer. The situation often ends with an annoying buzz sound to signify that you failed the question. Next! You learn a lesson and think you are growing. Then you reflect and realize that your life just got a lot more complicated or a lot more out of control.

Everyone is looking for that moment when everything is just basking on a plateau of conformity. We are all hoping that we will know what all our days will be like no matter where we go because we have the code in our heads for all that can possibly happen. But what about adventure! What about the element of surprise! In a way it makes sense, considering that no one really forces us to do anything. It is all a matter of choice based on what we value. The problem lies right there where we dont know what we value the most. Putting in extra hours for that client or sleeping and enjoying the night for once. Going out or staying indoors. Talking to that colleague or giving him the bitter end of the central muscle on our knuckles? Decisions decisions decisions.

But then when you remember that's its not a matter of life and death, you realize that it doesn't really matter and you can do what you wanna! You knock a few heads, rub a few shoulders and say to yourself "They'll live" and they usually do! 231 times out of 232, they do. Because its never that serious. Life that is. Within this mantra of adventure and discovery, you become what some people call a person without any principles or values in life which, introspectively, translates to ~ A free person.

Animal Instinct

Bray went the donkey. Cluck went the hen and 'Low' went the cow. 
Old McDonalds please save this farm. 
Lest the animals take charge with Orwell's arms. 
The men have gone Tarzan on their fellow beasts. 
But this Romance is Dead. 
Ask that deceased fowl in Nyeri town. 
Should we blame the law,
the economy or that uncouth bunch of damsels at the coastal edge,
who shared floors with mongrels on a pay per view page?
(not to make it's more digestible on a paperview page)

No!
It must have been a system malfunction 
Brought about by toxic reactions
Alcohol induced attraction?
(AIA! they'll name it)
Marry Jo' Anna?
(No the chicken did not live to walk down the aisle)
Or some sort of "Juju"
(In this part of the country?)

Or maybe its just the animal,
the Animal Instinct in us
(Old McDonald, we have a jungle)