Monday, 1 June 2026

Journal 1.6.2026 5.49 pm ist the medical system is shit

Dear Journal,
Before I say anything let me just say that I love my brother the most.
I woke up around 7.23 am today and quickly had my lemon juice. I woke up from a dream where I saw that everybody loves me.
I quickly came out of my reverie and headed to the grove for some yoga. I had two cigarettes that were shit. No nicotine. Just paper.
I chanted Iyumimmortalya for 20 minutes and was feeling really groggy. My hands were shaking. I took a walk around the garden barefeet feeling claustrophobic as I often feel. 
All day my mind has been filled with thoughts of Arun leaving me, ditching me, cheating on me, choosing other women over me-- whoever Candy may be... he really has messed with my head. My mind has been immersed in Nature like anything.
I didn't see many birds today. Neither have too many birds been coming to the window. The other day a crow kissed me. And then another day a crow flew right into me. I have to send Q the play. Even he has Toral.
I know a lot of things and I don't let on a lot of things but I've never told a lie in my entire life.
I set the timer for 25 minutes and did toota phoota yoga.
Then I came home.
I dyed my hair. Mikki went to Panch Amrut. Duma sent such little food today it's abominable. For a long time I feel I have been abandoned by my family and friends and by society. The hospital and hospitality system are absolutely wrong. Not one drug in the pharmaceutical sector is good. Nichiren Daishonin was wrong. The Gosho is evil.
EVEN IF ONE PERSON IS RIGHT AND THE WHOLE WORLD IS WRONG THAT PERSON IS RIGHT AND THE WHOLE WORLD IS WRONG AND WHAT IS RIGHT IS RIGHT AND WHAT IS WRONG IS WRONG. AND THAT'S A FACT.
I have smoked 3 paper cigarettes today. The cigarette shops around me have shut down and I think Vidita Vaidya was wrong in telling me to smoke cigarettes because they are good for health. She really got me addicted to Nicotine.
I won't curse a soul. But in the past two months I've realised a lot of things.
I won't abandon the people I love just because I think I haven't got my fair dealing from them.
I don't want this building redevelopment. IT IS EVIL AND JUST A MONEY MAKING DRIVE.
TELEPATHY IS NATURAL.
And when I go shopping I'll buy my loved ones something too.
I have a feeling luck has just begun favouring me. I think I'll read James Allen again. Nothing else seems to interest me. I browsed through the books today and zilch interested me. TELEPATHY IS NATURAL. I WISH PEOPLE DIDNT TROUNCE EACH OTHER CALLING EACH OTHER INSANE AND I WISH MORE PEOPLE BELIEVED IN THE POWER OF THEIR THOUGHTS.
I'll look for my book now and chant. I think I'll comb my hair, wear some shoes and head for a walk first.
I am grateful for God, Hercules, Santa and Mother Nature's infinite love, grace and blessings on my life.
I am grateful I had so many mangoes today.
I am grateful for life, love and magic.
I am grateful for infinite money.
I am grateful for food, shelter, love and loving beings around me.
I am grateful for my room and my bed.
I wish life had not been so difficult and frankly, I HATE ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE.
I am grateful for luck.
I am feeling:
Happy
A little hurt by Arun. He is so whimsical.
A little caught in my circumstances as if they are way huger than me.
Also realise how big a support my loved ones are.
I feel clean.
Today I even gave myself a facial.
I am so happy right now because I have you Journal.
6 21 pm ist

Ruth I am

Doel Sengupta presents.......

Ruth I am so seamless and sure
In a nettle full of love and life
Trying hard to make you cured
Because you have fallen in mine eyes
As a person who wafted away
Thinking me who I am aint beautiful 
You squandered my love away!
Luck shines on me eternally now
Because vindicated I have been
But you left me just like that always
Because with me you would not be seen?
You danced nights away with women
Of reputations grovelly and low
And you called me crazy and you
Broke my heart for women crass and slow.
I don't want to judge them but judge you I must
Because you asked me for love that I gave
And then why did you just throw me away?
Why did you for lesser things just crave?

Where the tide is high

Doel Sengupta presents......

It is just the rhythm of life
That keeps me going
For one who was rejected
Because of rumours
And was yet never distressed
In this dance there is a chance
To hold on to the lance
And the lance never leaves me
As I slay with my flay
My love ignited true
Me never close to blue
And I could be Jane or Sue
But I definitely never rue
In infinite money I swim
In infinite honey I win
And all sorts of fruits of life exotic
Come in the dance on a chance
With my lance I dance!
I have lost not one moment
And that is all I know
Because where the tide is high
There also it will be low.

Conversation with Arun 3.13 pm ist on 1.6.2026

Arun: Baby... you are right about everything... I dont have anyone but you... believe me... i want us to get back together... do you think it's possible?
Me: of course!
Arun: muwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaah... thmack.. thmack

Who is my Mother?

Doel Sengupta presents.......

My mother her face with rouge
And apple cheeks bloomed
And a fragrance so divine
Always holding me on esteem high
With her effable sense of fashion
And made of infinite love and passion
And lovely compassion and benediction
And sweet prayerful realisations
Always speaking the Truth
With kindness fortitude
Most Moneyed most beautiful
Most divinely dutiful
Always right never wrong
Mom where is Mr Wong?

Conversation 1 45 pm 1 6 2026

Simboom: Shona... Runna was such a bad boy you know .. he was called Runna because Mikki Shona's name is Ruma... he was geared to defeat her.... Buo is fast asleep
Meldon: I ate such yummy food today.... your food is on its way... DUMA IS THE WORLD'S BIGGEST BITCH ..
KITOON: your hubbard and father really love you... dont fight with them... or love them more always... iyumimmortalya
Foxey: Shona... im eating noodle soup with chicken and baked beef fry... it's so yum
Cows: we ate so well today

Who is my father?

Doel Sengupta presents.....

My father really is Santa Claus
Who can weave any kind of magic
Out of his sweet thumpy paws!
He smells like a gum rose so divine 
And has now given up all evil wine.
He only counts for me and honeys
And makes potloads of infinite money.
He brings home the honey and the bread
And is never losing me to any regret or dread.
He is always by my side in this immortal life
And has never really known what is strife.
He lives with all the shirties thunny
And calls me his mishti doi honey.