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MEEN 101 UPDATED! 

බලන්න ආවේ හුඟ කලෙකින් දැක්කෙ නැති නිසයි!
          
          අද එනවා!!!

මීන නුවන් සඟලේ
          මාගෙ නුවන් දැඟලේ
          තාල ගමන් අගනේ
          මාගේ වෙයන් සසරේ....
           #සාගරේතරම්ආදරේඅරන්එනකම්බලන්ඉන්නවා

Fractal nicotine? Kinetic caffeine? Or?
          
          -Inspired by Meen, an incredible work of Pacific_Love
          
          HM = *rasthiyadukara nicotine & hithuwakkara caffeine*
          (Those words are so oddly poetic to me)
          
          
          "Fractal Nicotine"
          
          A slow, deliberate, recursive, inescapable sensation.
          A famous sedative for a craving, which is both physical and ritualistic.
          
          For me it's a deep labyrinth. A never ending void, which evokes a haunting sense of familiarity, a desperate longing, a melancholic feeling, engulfing the mind and all five senses. It isn't merely a single event. It's a litany of events which makes up a structure which has consistent bonds.
          
          Today at the edge of the dawn, you're feeling a certain ache. Ten years ago- you felt the same ache. And ten years in future, you'll feel the exact twinge. It amuses me- the way that the mind returns to trace even the tiniest sparks of this painful sequence with the underlying intentions of seeking THE comfort.
          
          People are masochists, aren't they? Going back to the same damned thing, while clearly knowing it's self destructing. Hey at least, they are self-aware right?
          
          "Kinetic caffeine" 
          Coffee, redbull, monster? 
          Or is it the fast buzzing, restless impulse? An empty incentive (aka acceleration without nutrition)
          
          In my pov, it's like a frantic tremolo picking of a guitar. A pounding, throbbing flame which ignites you, amidst anxious nervous thoughts. Honestly, a pretty indescribable motion in a dépêche-mode without an actual destination. No rules, no limits, no objections. Just wild, free and unruly, yet indefinite. 
          
          Two contradictory mechanisms but the same sophisticated methods of seeking a sense of peace amidst chaos. So, unironically speaking, what to choose?
          
          A deep-set slow note of a cello or a high and a smooth E note of a violin? Same pedigree, same notes, same results in different tones.
          
          I'd love to have a fag (UK edition y'all) or a cup of steaming coffee. But I'd rather sip on authentic black tea.

Hiiiiiiii,
          
          ඔයාලා හැමෝම හොඳින් ඇති කියලා හිතනවා..පරක්කු වෙන එක මගෙ තියෙන එක ජන්මෙට වඩා ලොකුවුණ නරක පුරුද්දක්..හැබැයි දැන්නම් පරක්කු වෙලා තියෙන්නෙ දකුණු අත බෙල්ලෙ ඔතාගෙන හිටිය නිසා..ටිකෙන් ටික තමයි ලියන්නෙ ඒකයි පරක්කු වෙන්නේ..පුළුවන් ඉක්මනට එන්නම් <3
          
          අහ් ඒ ගමන්ම ඔයාලගෙ තියෙන අත් හරින්න බැරි නරක පුරුද්දක් කියන්න යන්න.
          
          මගේ - ජීවිතේට වෙලාවට වැඩක් කරන්න බෑ.

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