THE OLD SEA DOG-- SELF INTRODUCTION-- CAPT AJIT VADAKAYIL
THEY SAY I AM---
the hardcore hindoostani
the also ran with sea spent eyes
the universal water seeking your level
your turning glance
the amplified belch
the clitoral image
the anne french in your shampoo
the moron within the genius
the ball of fire which oceans cannot quench
the hue of endless night
the blood from your mind’s vein
your heart wrung tear
the great goddamn weep
the wound in your body which wont show
the ultimate cathartic
the mask of medusa
the slave who makes ceaser jealous
what you see in him
the enduring sea legend
the hefty shoulder on all your wheels
your substitute for thought
the eloquent eyebrow
the off spring of his own thoughts
where mystery and knowledge collide
patton at sea
patton at sea
the last Columbus
the horse who refused to bray
the horse who refused to bray
---ONLY I KNOW WHO I YAM !
This is what i yam--
i take my own sunshine wherever i go.
i love to bust 'em cloning tubes and stereotype moulds
my hardest task master is my own conscience
for me each moment is freshly minted
i am the master of my will and slave of my conscience
i pity all those who sweat the small stuff
i light tomorrow with today like the quintessential chain smoker
i have no qualms in discarding a shoe that does not fit
i hardy care for chess board logic
i enjoy shattering the matrix, by thinking free
i don’t care for mob fuckin' mentality
i don’t care for tilted playing fields
i am not perfect, but my team usually is—i love to stand at the pivot— they call me the point man .
i judge people more by their questions than by their answers
i respect the past—but i don’t worship it
as a leader i exempt my creative geese from the military flight formation.
i believe leadership is of spirit and management is of mind.
i like to head a team that is run on trust , not control.
i don’t keep my sundials in the shade or tape the beaks of my talkin' parrots
i am the one who is not scared of 'em long knifes. i am proud of all mE scars.
i love to convert flight to fight-- allow 'em a firm grip on my scruff -- suddenly shout BOOO and watch the dismay --.
i get my kicks by stepping outside my comfort zone.
i do hold the wisdom of not catching a tiger by the tail to know more about it
i don’t win battles at the expense of losing the war.
i embrace storms for it makes me take deeper roots.
i forge the hinges of my destiny on my own terms
my favourite proverb:-- only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realise we cannot eat money. - cree indian proverb
LOVE ME ---DAMN ME -OR FLAUNT ME-
I YAM WHAT I YAM ( that is one in the eye of the those who like to say mallus put a Y everywhere )
Below: Pirates of the Caribbean theme party.- all with bandanas and eye patches and hand hooks and leg stumps.
My T shirt logos:--
SELF CONTROL OFTEN GETS THE BETTER OF ME
ANYONE ELSE WANTS SOME MORE?
LOOKS I MISSED THE PARTY?
IS THAT YOUR BEST?
JOHN GALT GETS ON MY WRONG SIDE ONCE TOO OFTEN
SEEMS TO ME A GOOD TIME TO MOVE ON
I LOOK FORWARD TO MORE CULTURED SURROUNDINGS
I’VE BEEN TO WORSE PLACES THAN THIS
YOU BLEED BETTER THAN YOU SHOOT
DON’T SERMON TOO MUCH WHEN I AM AROUND
IS THAT SUPPOSED TO LET ME OFF THE HOOK?
IF YOU ARE BROKE YOU NEED TO TAKE YOUR ASS ELSEWHERE
I DON’T HAVE THE TIME FOR THIS CRAP TODAY
OH REALLY? WHEN YOU HAVE BEEN SO QUIET AND ALL THAT?
I WAS BORN INTELLIGENT—EDUCATION RUINED ME
I USED TO BE INDECISIVE –NOW I AINT TOO SURE
CAREFUL DUDE—LEST I START AN ICE AGE TO MAKE YOU CHILL
EVERYONE HAS SECRETS BUT ME
MUST REACH ESCAPE VELOCITY BEFORE I TELEPORT
WANNA BUCKLE SOME SWASH?
CHANGE ME DIAPER?—DUDE I AM 54 YEARS OLD
CHECK THIS OUT DUDES---SPRROING!
COVER UP BEFORE MY PURITY
GUARANTEED TO MAKE YOU WISER—OR YOUR MONEY BACK
GOT A SPECK OF ASTEROID IN ME EYE
CATCH ME DRIFT?
OH YEAH? I AM HERE TO PROCLAIM THE DAWN OF A NEW ERA
TODAY MY BRAIN IS TICKLISH
WANNA ANALYSE MY ARMOURY ERE YOU SEND YOUR DECOY?
EVEN MAKING ME NOD IN AGREEMENT CAN BE FATAL FOR YOU –DUDE!
I CAN TASTE FEAR!
TIME TO MOVE ON—SO MUCH TRASH TO FIND
TOOL BOOTH OPERATOR ON YOUR HIGHWAY OF DESPAIR
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN—HULLO AND GOOD BYE!
IF YOU DON’T KNEEL BEFORE MY WRATH—YOU WILL CERTAINLY ,AFTER IT.
100 TRILLION CALCULATIONS PER SECOND—ON HOW TO KICK PRIME BUTT HERE
CAPT AJIT VADAKAYIL