Branch of the 4th Owl

we indulge in Abrahamic fortunes, yet the narratives misconstrued

a channeling interludes the teller, separate symmetries

askew.. in a humanly form, lavishing in liquid pulses

as past audiences smother in the parallel stream, polluted

we go about a marvellous stint to soothe..

warped tints, heed the markings, but the imperative’s filter-proved

by binaural means, what I mean’s the media’s skewed

through..

the mendacious press, it gratified itself in its pervasiveness

laying depths on wires of Kantianists – a categorical tradesmanship

‘cos an angered mass doesn’t stem from sacred train of thoughts

it’s blatantness you prospered, though, you was mocking Valerian (roman)

long before pre-facts were proved to be praetorian 

behaviourist is the populace, its budding ain’t in saint’s crevasse

its confinement of solace’s laid out within monetizable morals

watching indices upholding the freedom to govern foreignized stoics

when casualties don’t match with the concept of poly-sizing profits

… sit on the branch, as leaves are falling from a horizonal tallness, upon us.

The Colour Gradient Of Past

“Miss, we know this is going to be difficult for you, 

but we need you to answer some questions.

Were you here in the house when it happened?”

“Miss, can you hear me?” 

“Emily..?” 

She finally nodded, departing her eyes from a solace which revived on the portrait

of times in abundance; startling by her own spiteful enjoyment of familiarised fortunes

unisonous, in an abnormal bliss, as the pendulum swings..

rocking back and forth in tenebrous lilts, she reminisced..

sunrays surpassed the ambiguity of that day

unveil the best for memorability is at stake

an arcadian set can tarnish brutally;the fate, that’s left..

can emanate a threat, of manic-morality, a children’s break?

The family of four, as they strolled down an alley once restored,

so happily on tour they couldn’t see the break in the melody performed

by Emily’s adjourn.

A broken prism altered into melodic waves

the molded spirit, miniscule consort with craze

tectonic rays are begone in haze; echoing voices remain

as thoughts circulate in a colour gradient past

to refractions of a shade – her savouring last!

besetting soliloquy as a variegated splash; of red..

what the officers couldn’t say, was her fading in a mask..

when they asked for her parents and brother – fatally stabbed

finally, they were colourful amassed; – three souls, vacating at last..

Derogative Of Wanderlust

Enchanted charms on masks, yet not enchained
with Chai Lattes, following nocturnal stains
a bliss to hold onto the attaché!
sealed adulation.
on this sinistral wandering, the ‘I’ is his protege.
the long for twitter is a sparrows disgrace
the stroller’s irony – no road to ease
a lease to meet – when it’s not paved for?
a meal to eat – when it’s not paid for?

another casual Friday on King’s Road.

What The Autumn Wind Brought

The autumn came, along with it cherubic chants to wipe its mess
Acquaintance rain, pondering on my framework of pain – those thefts!
For me to blame, a prismatic grey on mirage to grasp
It is the fall in nature, am I bliss-betrayed for I misbehaved?

The sol absorbed – mine? leaf for good.

Tale of Realisation

“On my very first day off since I moved into this house,
I decided to clear out the attic,
I ever so wondered what’s up there..”

as I put a step forward on the wooden ladder
it overcomes me with a gruesome shiver
lunar-driven, it must be defiance of logic in its pure existence 
but hesitation was not in my books of manner, so I enter..

a site in the attic, dimmed by well-lit shades
for the mind’s eye to reflect splendidness, of lavish days
a mellifluous voice rises, from the peril-toned corner light,
“I shall grant you a choice of thrice, ornaments of a rejoicing life
to acquire, you need to unleash the painting on-site”

as I’m nearing the said, the shrouding unveils an eerily madness 
with piercing glances, to freeze the blood in my vein
as synthesized as every pigment on the canvas
visualized limbs on a threshold, elapsing
depicted visions of intrinsic blisses, panic
witnessed, through my monocle’s reminiscent niches
still, there was a beauty in her, not to be put in stanzas
spellbinding as a reaper’s odour, to lunar attractions  
this portrait from afar, so close, in the agone thoughts of my own
yet her charm is solely employed, to evoke morbid paroles 
yet eyes of such a familiar bond as only nature could narrate
as I am gazing at them in a state, of awakening array 

I slowly see the broader picture,
in the distance lies a water image,
of a silhouette line
glaring at the sight, of my newlywed wife..
– Lillith. From Lucifer desired.

Livy’s Monologue

Woke up in a Nietzsche’s dream, where the overmans breathing cease. The equivalent of an ego taking over. Bliss supreme. Draw the prequel scheme, a sole shadow of literacy. Coupled with a torpid gesture, the culpa magnas inter leap. Some stoic sentence from an ancient language morphing into spoken patterns. A trunken habit. Wonder this time, was it Niccolos or Masons call? The princes sainted stroll. Ignited by a momentous lucidity. Of politocracy. Disguised as pretension’s humility. The niche-esque scrutiny, of the crowds’ power.

The ‘I’ couldn’t be more proud of.

Micro change for spare – my two cents.

Considering environmental awareness as a yet uncommon state of mind in todays society, I imagine that entrepreneurship is a significant way to carry social responsibilities into reality. It is, in fact, in mankind’s best interest to conserve ethical values and apply its core to circumstances, where sustaining them is not yet common place. Thus, I would regard ‘entrepreneurship’ to be defined as a branch of ‘ethical conservation’.
However, in order to profoundly gain an environmental conciousness and sustain humanitarian consideration, one might not need to go far afield:
the launch of so called ‘microloans’, initiated by a bangladesh professor in the eighties, is a leading example of basic financial instruments strongly serving for an ethical purpose; namely providing entrance to a financial market for provision of human beings basic needs. Although there might have been also a radical, corrupt usage of microloans, I am convinced of its greater social impact on the long-run. I would like the concept of microloans, creating ultimate access to a financial system for every human being, to be carried on in my own terms of equivalent ‘opportunities’ with regard to Third World parties. Given adequate funding, I imagine forming a financial market model within developing countries, with the affected destitudes as its main regulator. Providing only restricted access for the ‘first’ financial market players, both parties of affected people and loan-providers, certain municipal institutes, would gain their very own benefit without radical usage overtaken it. Certainly the interplay with our ‘first’ and ‘first-in-a-row’ market models must be given at all time in order to fund the municipal institutions providing the ‘benethic’ (beneficial and ethical termed) loans.
Taking into account todays high technological development aswell, I would like to create a virtual based financial market, also considering the provision of access suppliers in terms of smartphones and other technical devices. Since pursuing material and mental freedom is to be considered as one of the main focuses of human basic needs.
Having successfuly participated in this years Harvard National Model of United Nations , I had the opportunity to be involved in a model of one of the largest and most significant international organizations and its decision-makings. Being in charge as the head delegate of a country of the european union, I was directly involved in the processing of improvements and conflict solving approaches of developing countries in the UN. The formulation and implementation of resolutions was another great opportunity to experience within a multi-cultural environment. Within a diversity of mindsets, I was able to communicate a solution holding against corruption regulated by capital market players, namely the launch of a ‘new’ financial market model, the ‘first-in-row’ model, as mentioned earlier.