In the depths of the ocean, I dived with valor
To the seventh sky, I flew with apparent stupor
I went to the end of the world itself
From heaven to hell, I searched myself
Where light merged into hazy darkness
When the dark clashed with pitch whiteness
Within the heart and the realms of intellect
Demonic sparks were the only treasures to collect
Oh mighty human above, avert your stare
Remember me or forget, the devil I care
Origin by Dan Brown – Is it worth reading? *No Spoilers*
I have heard a lot of people bad mouth Dan Brown for what a bad writer he is. For me, he’s always been a great writer because he always comes up with a new adventure for his readers. It’s like travelling across those breathtaking mountains, running across the streets of distinct cultures, taking a whiff of stunning art and whatnot. 😍
I love Dan Brown’s books because with every new addition he brings a new personality for us to obssess over. Throughout the book, I kept thinking about what a great movie it would make, with stunning architect by Gaudi and Langdon’s yet another adventure. I couldn’t help but search every single artifact he introduces, those Gaudi creations and mesmerizing nature. I, quite frankly, fell in love with Spain and it’s culture. Now I have another location marked on the globe, to consider for travelling.😅
The book was fast paced and thrilling no doubt. I kind of predicted the end though from the middle of the book, which is surprising because with Brown’s previous books I wasn’t able to guess the ending.
I loved how Origin ended with a note of the morality, which is primarily becoming one of the most sought out questions at present. Where is AI actually going to take us and how it will affect the already dwindling moral compass of people?
Undoubtedly, the discovery in Origin was a great modeling of what the future could bring us.
Do you know why some eyes are so silent,
They deafen you with the deadly lack of sound
Do you know how some eyes are so vacant,
Their agony crawls towards the brim, threatening to give out
The storms she was fighting within
Turned her eyes to reflect deadly calm
The sounds, the noises, the voices in her head
Raged around the corner of her eyes, silencing them
What was this weight taken root within her heart?
The roaring numbness, deafening her feelings
Rushing inside to wreak havoc on her soul
Possible, was it; the mating of numbness and feelings?
The girl in the mirror was happy,
With vivid memories of joy past
Glowing dreams kneeling in a bow
Prickling realities to blow it apart
Sheer illusion captured in a shot
In years of grief, I let the smile freeze
A castle full of madness
Where sanity is a taboo
All rooms full of sadness
Where joy can no longer woo
A moat outside, full of darkness
The presence of light at much ado
Lands beside, crying of barrenness
All hopes dead, no longer due
Once where was festive noisiness
Silence made its fascinating debut
All depths forgotten in starkness
When everyone focused at apparent view
I thought myself to the point of madness
A pretentious smile but I drew
Was it melancholy or the deeper end of sadness?
As the labyrinth of emotions grew
As the spears sharpened their edges on my flesh;
Each deepening as the bold gash spewed red blush
Spectators expected me to cry out my innermost nightmares
Ready to pounce in any bit that might leak from unshed tears
Not a single gash was released from my stitched lips
As another dart pierced the soft skin, revealing the tattered rips
Unfazed, I went ahead with my impossible journey
Armed with a secret smile, I swiveled the gurney
Another hit and the ground beneath shook with violent fervor
Air cackled dubiously as the shadows of past hover
Battling the wars of good, evil and the grey area amidst;
I lost a limb or two, jammed with internal injuries, if you get the gist
The celebration of truimph came to an end with an astonished jolt
Indifferent to my suffering, the world didn’t even feel a tiny halt
I have no name and I have no age
I have no color and I have no race
I have a body and a gender I share
With million others, you choose to stare
I have a soul and a head, full of ideas
But wait, o Society, what do you care?
I have but one thing you seem to desire
Miles of bare skin; that’s your to stare?
That bit above collar and a peeking ankle
Oh my Lord, I sent a provocative glare
Accused a man you vile dame, how dare?
Eye that innocent can’t stray without being aware?
A car slowing down, hardly a feat to fear
Heart skips a beat, or thousand yet; hardly a scare
You’re attractive as hell, worth a touch and stare
What lost did you from a gentleman’s care