equipped with a dry and acerbic sense of humour, concealing many facets of my personality with veneer sarcasm || there’s proneness to boredom for me || sometimes eccentric || Messianic Complex || longing for a place that probably doesn’t exist || 🇮🇳
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The Umbrella Academy Theme Just Hit Different At 1:37, 2:01 And 2:21
The Umbrella Academy Theme just hit different at 1:37, 2:01 and 2:21
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Never Mind
-a poem by yours truly (possibly incomplete)
never mind
never mind indeed
it’s the sad and lonely hour, shall we proceed?
the world seems darker, more colder than before
can you continue like this anymore?
never mind
never mind indeed
my dearest friend, are you in some need?
the will to go through might seem distant to you
but we all have our bad days, some go off in rue
never mind
never mind indeed
this isn’t a prison, but you’re yearning to be freed
the skies seem higher, the ones you hoped to reach
better alone in our own misery than to pray for one to each
one of the obvious Contradictions to the “new” Umbrella Academy world is that the Siblings went back to being humans, powerless; Luther lost his muscle and others the powers and the tattoos….
But Five on the other hand, being 58 still looks 13, why?
shouldn’t he have reverted back to his old physical Form?
there’s a catch, i just don’t know it yet
Letter - 14.11.23
Dear Kashika, I do not know what my intent is in writing this to you but feels cathartic enough, mind you, I too am a non-writing writer. You do not wish to talk and I no longer wish to find the reason why, for a mystery to be, has a way of driving people mad. I don't care for you so little that you, this, coming to an impasse would make a difference but I also don't know you well enough for it to affect me. Maybe the reason I'm writing to you, even after all these months, is because a month of me knowing or at least getting to know you has impacted me to an unfamiliar degree. Do I miss you or your thoughts? I do not know, if it's the latter, even the ones already thought before, it would not be fair to you. If it's the former, well, I think I will. What once was a source of conversation is now devoid of it, the silence is noticeable, can't seem to help it. A long time ago, I decided not to be a ghost-writer for anyone's story, in fairness to that, I can't be the judge of how all of this plays out. To restore the friendship is at your discretion, otherwise, it's just one less sentient bobblehead in my life, and that's okay too. Yes, I did like you, don't know anymore, but it had to be out since people do not speak on my behalf. If the whole thing about you living in 'transitional states' is true then you will do great things. I suppose there is more to say but nothing at the moment. Godspeed, Karman