THE ANTI-BETA CROWD

I separated the experience 

From the one experiencing it

I called myself an observer

A third perspective 

That is who I became. 

I saw myself from the outside

So I stood outside and saw myself move

My freak body

My freakier mind 

It thinks 

At a mile a minute

Like a thief, trying to steal all the words and run away with them

I look around,

I see my friends,

We are in on it. 

I ask them politely,

Can we play another game together?

ALICE (alice.in.blunderland) sits on her desk, somewhere in the middle of the rabbit hole, going up and down to bring back little bits of perspectives as and when the situation demands. Why Blunderland? Because Alice is aware that one person’s wonder may very well be another person’s blunder! So don’t take her adventures seriously if it’s not your cup of tea.