Freedom of Speech

I refuse to obey social and cultural customs

I make my own rules

I follow them

I cherish them

Nobody can change my thinking

Nobody can change me as a person

I’m the master of my own revolution

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Living in Pain

Every step I take brings me excrutiating pain. I move my body and I experience shattered glass lodged tightly in my back. I remain active despite the pain which makes me question myself-

Am I warrior?

or

Just a stupidly stubborn person who doesn’t give up but pull through the pain.

I’ve honestly had enough being physically restricted by neverending sensation of stubbing in my back.

I also found a new respect for people who suffer from chronic conditions which are accompanied by the pain. This pregnancy has been truly a humbling experience. It’s made me realise that the feeling of being tired is nothing to complain about where there are milions of people who are limited physicaly or bed ridden.

The picture above represents me in pain caused by sciatica. It portrays the current mood, the colour of it and struggles associated with it.

Bleeding Imagination

I find therapeutic to release the images from my imagination in order to stay sane. It helps me to relax, it also inspires me to remain creative.

Twisted Soul

My mind holds so many twisted pictures. I adore to release them because it makes me realise how special and unique my mind is. Someone would call it insanity… I call it therapeutic reality 😊

Pre-emptive Strike of Sorrow

Struck by a pre- emptive strike of sorrow derived from anxiety & panic medley I shall stand proud and withstand the shallow tide.

Derangement

So what ?

Derangement, my dearest friend of all, my 6th sense, my awkwardness, my last breath- you stimulate my creativity and open the gates to the other dimension only available to ‘chosen’.

Round & Round

Round and round we go through the twisted forest. Our minds connected project a movie of various genres.

Little Bib and the Flower Stalk

The little Bib climbed up the flower stalk and saw a big giant eating cheesy, crunchy and frozen cookie socks. He snatched them from the giant and ran down the green plant stalk. The little Bib went back into his house and ground the cookie socks in to colourful dust. He felt extremely tired but he still decided to climb back up the flower stalk. When he reached the top he sprinkled the dust all over the plant. The flowers changed their colours and became  brighter and more vivid. Petals were shiny , soft pink and beaming blue. The funny occurrence scared the giant, who had suffered from indigestion, and as a result of that he sadly exploded. His remains turned into compost and fertilised the surrounding forest. The little Bib lived happily ever after with a beautiful plant by his house. 

Positivity

The positivity resides in little everyday things. The world might crumble bit by bit but the flourishing colours are still vibrant and visible to one’s eye if they only want to see them.

Rest

‘Allow me to rest and relax, I will get back to you when I’m ready.My soul needs to recuperate from existence. ‘ – said the wise cat…