My Sire Is Flying To The ‘Moon’ & Back, Lighting Bedlam Behind!

 

My Sire, Fred Flintstone, from Stone-Age,

Has sent to Moon, an eloquent Message;

That no more rule the Babies of The Slaves,

And no more Tower of Babel is built again!

My Sire is justifying reasons, buried inside,

And those on way to Moon, therein reside,

As no plinth can be dug for the wet cement,

Neither of us therein can feel touch of hands!

My Sire’s Legionaries on way to conquer sides,

North South drifting round, around, to abound!

Like herein from FlintGolfCart-to-FlintMobile,

My Sire is flying to MOON lighting bedlam behind! 😊

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2026

Hypothesis -> There’s Always The Secret Child Of The Secret Society That Either Keeps It Undefeatable OR Brings Its Fall!

 

From an unwritten rule to dwell like climate,

As weather weathers’ every day, or, moment;

No rule that said to be on-air, float like feather,

Yet those unsaid things are misconstrued rather!

If I Were Part Of Or At Ground Invasion->->->-> This Would Be My Updated PLAYLIST!

 

1. 1.    Enigma -> Voyageur

1. 2.    Motorcycle -> As The Rush Comes

1. 3.    Dash Berlin -> Till Sky Falls Down

1. 4.    Paul Oakenfold -> Get Out Of My Life

1. 5.    IIO -> Rapture

1. 6.    Radiohead -> Lotus Flower

1. 7.    Solarstone -> 4Ever

1. 8.    Reflekt -> Need To Feel Loved

1. 9.    Chicane -> No Ordinary Morning

 

The Ground Invasion Is More Unfavorable To GCC Than To Persia!

 

What decades of Border disputes have taught us? Be it China-Taiwan, India-Pak, Russia-Ukraine, US-Mexico, North-South Korea etc. That mere change in the governments or powers ne’er resolve the underlying border issues! Similarly, we must now consider a Border between GCC vs Persia!

Take some examples for explanation:

What According To Me Ought To Have Been The Definition Of Emigration / Immigration; And How Economic Sanctioning & Present World Order Are Also Responsible For Sending The Modern Emigration / Immigration In Wrong Direction!

 

Your settlement shouldn’t be restricted to which Nation can provide you a better standard of living; rather, where either you can recreate the nostalgia you miss (including of your childhood), or, can easily get in sync with that environment you’re conformable with. No overacting. No over pretending of enthusiasm. Not being compulsive in any conversations. You’re just in sync with that. Like Love! You don’t decide Love; You Fall in Love! You get synced in Love! The face you cannot unsee, or, cannot find anywhere else! And won’t even hesitate to live in the most uninhabitable part of the World also, as long as, that person is standing there right next to you. But, what if the other way around starts decoding or deciding your success or failures? A compulsion in sync with the human capital built for the labor markets?  

As In One Of My Poetries Earlier, I Wrote About Fourth Wave ->>>And As Rightly Said In Press Statement, This Picture Is Indeed A Historic Moment!😊

 

If I Were Crossing 'Strait Of Hormuz' Route ->-> This Would Be My PLAYLIST!

1.    Chicane –> Saltwater

2.    Fatboy Slim -> Birds Of Prey

3.    Faithless –> God Is A DJ

4.    Rob Dougan –> Clubbed To Death

5.    Paul Oakenfold -> Dark Machine

6.    Orbital -> Technologicque Park

7.    Schiller -> I Feel You

8.    Röyksopp -> What Else Is There

9.    ATB –> Ecstasy

10.                  Paul Van Dyk -> For An Angel

11.                  The Chemical Brothers -> Hey Girl Hey Boy  :)