World Poetry Day 5

Today’s featured Artist is my friend, the outstanding Bob Zenga.

Bob Zenga, a thespian, poet, actor, puppeteer and voice actor. He strongly fuses puppetry to his poetical performances and strongly believes in expressionism as the most effective mode of performance for any poetical performance. He started poetry almost over 10 years ago, and poetry has introduced him to other forms of art. Art to him is life. The Lord is his Audience and the World is his Stage

A live Fantasy

Rarely do you hear ignorance and not compare it with a fool. But much wisdom is like a launched rocket and when it explodes, it creates a doom of foolishness which this time I compare it with, ignorance.

We all have our levels of craziness. Once the subconscious gains it’s awareness then we question a reality. When it comes to offence, fakeness or vagueness it’s going to be guilty.

Since we can’t evade such questions, I think it’s time to take the poisoned concoction. Time to kill the heart and give birth to a formless soul. Emptyness kicks in. It feels like a vacuum. Roaming around the world hoping other people would join you. Loneliness is your shadow now, following you.

‘Sorry man’

I guess that’s the spiritual definition of you being grounded back to reality. To avoid such you need to learn much. Life is interesting but it’s puzzle?

‘very suggestive’

How one needs to find his true self. Understand the purpose left on your shelf.

Through the subconscious you can explore the potential with alot of caution. You will find your true self and purpose. When the mind and heart sing the same voice, humanity gets encrypted in you. Your love for self becomes enough for two, When the spiritual connection gets defined, it saves you from unsettled debts which you would have paid by roaming about. A tourist in your own dream. Everything is a fantasy yet so dim. Round about you tour the world. Rotating, frequent patrols, your not just a night guard, but a person who admitted himself to a mental hospital and when life is taken from its source and can’t find it’s spiritual course. It runs about as if it’s mad.

It’s up to you what to believe.

Find your purpose before it gets worse, because love is spiritual, it’s God. But if you choose ‘hate’ is like giving insanity a nod. It’s only through love that the heart and mind works against denial. When your mind sees the truth, it opens up like a sponge and absorbs all universal knowledge. And I suppose the heart takes the pledge.Of achieving the full purpose of life.

Which makes life a movie, a live fantasy

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