December 2011
1 post
November 2011
3 posts
May 2011
1 post
It just kept me going.
In the event that I grow old and return to remember these, I will remind me, of which there is this bundle we never learned how to let go, then time eventually will lead you through and half of this bundle will be gone, to pieces.
Then, there is this bundle we refuse to let go, fearing how we will forget and let the things that meant the most to us fade, to nothing.
Then, there is this bundle we...
April 2011
1 post
The wolf in the moon that we never held for long
Every full moon, I picture a wolf sturdy and spirited. The moon now holds a significance, for your presence by the window every night, watching or waiting. You’re set free to somewhere, promising more warmth and love you’d ever receive, tagged and never returning. Yet we have been constantly hoping for you to be here with us, belonging to us.
But you’re just the wolf in the...
March 2011
1 post
Between wanting and achieving
To want it so bad, it just slips right off your grip when you fail, yet achieving it just keep you going even though you’ve failed but this thing that gets in between wanting and achieving is failing. Either ways, we just have to keep on going.
February 2011
1 post
The one
The one who loves listening to you sing, who smiles as you walk towards him, the one who looks into your eyes while you speak, the one that writes and posts paragraphs and paragraphs of words to the world like you do, but about you. The one who shows his appreciation every now and then like how you do. The one who wants to be there every time. The one thanking for your presence in the world.
...
January 2011
2 posts
An easy promise.
If keeping a promise is tough, fret not. Eventually one day everyone will leave you and the only promises you have to make is for yourself.
A gift from the universe.
It is that moment that kept me believing. It was that dark believe in the night that everything shall be remembered but verbally forgotten which changed when the sun came and the waking to a soft subtle breath in the arms of someone that never before was thought to be around for a long time. To turn over and look at that person breathe, to watch that person sleep was the most amazing gift I have...
November 2010
1 post
Second Chances
Every now and then we get into making mistakes and learning them then changing, or sometimes mere disregards. Everyone offers a second chance, I offer almost a million to the ones who are worth but do we ever give ourselves another, to realize that somethings take time to be realized? I often do yet it kept me in wonder, if it is just that the person we forgive, took your offer for granted yet...
October 2010
1 post
"Don't look behind you,"
I can never look back at things and feel good, it is like prisoning myself in history and trusting that instinct that I have always had, it will never turn out to be a positive lookback. With everything I remember, I see no closure in what I shared with some individuals, it’s like a goodbye said wrong. I give too much one too many times and I expect too little. One day I stood strong and...
September 2010
1 post
for as long as
I read a book a year ago, and I left it on the shelf. Then at a certain time of the year I’d take it down and look for the quotes that I like, remind myself before I sleep for that certain night. Exactly a year right now, I took the book and read it again, it felt great, knowing the story exactly for its reasons. It felt great having to remember every little details that you once wanted to...
August 2010
2 posts
The strongest be the most fragile
I have this theory that a snail carries its home everywhere it goes, and feels really proud of themselves depending on how it’s shell looks. Some could be huge and some are just rare and some are like poop. To be able to carry it’s home everywhere feels like they are given the permission to boast about how strong they are. As strong as it is deemed to be, it takes just one step beneath...
Archiving
No one probably like having archives in their sent mails, reminding them of how something had happened and little details of what had gone right, or for the welfare of our hearts, what had gone wrong. I am still struggling on how to focus on ‘now’, rather than looking at those archives now and then and asking questions, doubting what is happening, doubting the people around me....
June 2010
1 post
Anywhere in the world
There might just be one bright star that shines, but anywhere in the world, there might just be more than one person, wishing upon the same bright star. Anywhere in the world, someone else might share the same star as you.
It must have been the promise.
May 2010
2 posts
Do you miss my photographs?
Do you miss my photographs?
What's next?
Every now and then we need to be reminded that, all the things we arrive at were actually for a reason, to pause everything else and embrace that minute. It is this question that our minds constantly asks, “What’s next?” when we already know it.
Remember how you always play tic-tac-toe and enjoy every anticipation of marking your X. It will feel as if every 3-O attack that you...
April 2010
2 posts
A smartphone isn't very affordable.
I remember how my smart phone wifi couldn’t tap for a connection about 102 days ago, I had a gut feeling that it broke down. Then I got all worked up, trying to find out the main reason to it. I search the net and find any time possible to ask anyone I can reach about the situation. I try to tap for wifi every possible or right time, at every time that I think it’s right to talk,...
Who knows,
Sometimes we question ourselves if the things we are doing are right, if the things we are looking for the things we truly want. Sometimes, we have the guts to question our own decisions, we doubt the people involved including ourselves, in the things that we do. We ask them if this what is meant to be? Are we supposed to be doing this? Who knows, who really knows? Was it truly worth the...
March 2010
5 posts
There is only 1 apple, it is only this much you...
There are 2 kids and you have only one apple, would you choose to walk a mile away to an apple tree and get another apple? or would you split the apple into half and reduce the actual amount that a kid should receive? It is like saying, there is a person, and you have only one heart. It is only this much you can give. Would you go an extra mile to get all you can and give it to that person? Or...
I would like to borrow some confidence.
I think not everyone has the guts to do something, to feel good or to look forward to. Whilst some people dare to feel good, tries to feel good because they put whatever that hinders aside. Guess it’s time to learn how to put those aside and feel good for a moment. Do you have some confidence I could borrow?
Go eat it then.
I despise people who comment on things that they think they make sense, but they never really do. It is like, you ask a simple question, “I wonder how is it like to be them, they seem so sad yet contended.” Then they answer, “Why not you go ask them?”. No, how about you point to the bin and say, “Hey it’s such a waste that people throw food away.” then...
Every individual holds a text
I often treat a day in my living as an English composition, like a scroll of written words. Each day is a different story, whatever happens is a different set of concept. We realize every composition has a reoccurring trend, and I always refer to that as the memories we want to remember from the past. It is like when a person tells you something and 5 years later, as of today, another person says...
Storage.
Everyone has got a storage of their memories in the cyber world. With a password we get access to everything we once did. The pain of anything that makes you who you are, the words of a person that repeats every now and then. If you’d refuse to think of it in the real world, will you move those in the storage to trash or do you leave it.
The question is, if it’s removed from the...
February 2010
8 posts
It is not easy to tell you what I visualize in the...
There are times we forget how to believe
Then we forget how to express, and when that happens we create a barrier. Everyone wants to know what everyone else thinks of what they see, sometimes people see the same, but they are’t there just yet. I forgot how to express, and it is because I forgot how to believe in what I used to believe. Maybe there is still a little bit of it in me, what if I told you I feel the same, but I am not...
Please move to
mars.
Today I realize how a person’s need for assurance can turn into a threat.
We are always unsure.
A trip without a goal
Spent a day pacing upon gravity, with nothing complete.
I promise you the sun will keep you alive, the sun will make you die.
Moving gears of presence.
I saw a world, with people in pairs, holding hands. A world with half a ratio of dummies. It is only in the night that they will be seen, marching in line with the stars. Every night a person in the pair speaks, with alphabets and symbols streaming from the veins linked to the heart. The bodies are transparent as glass and every bit of motion, I see. At most times the words ends up in the body of...
Playing it your way, playing your way out.
If you were forced into a game that you were not supposed to be involved in, you play your way out of it, win or lose, you play it your way. Until it’s back to square one, you should never have been involved at all.
True, or false?
Then came priorities and I got all confused.
People don’t really get it sometimes, but it isn’t our choice to say anything. One day we get tired, another we feel afraid that we might lose everything, why do we seem so greedy to want everything at the same time? I’ve always believed that placing something and calling them your life is when you want to have every single moment spent to be in memory and to have every tomorrow...
January 2010
5 posts
A voice in my head recorded somewhere.
“You always do things for people in the dark, and people never see, you can’t just let them take you for granted, or walk right over you. You have to learn how to stand up for yourself. Sometimes or all the time you get distracted easily, the only reason you can never focus is because you have all the things in the world at the back of your mind and you just have to let it out. Never...
Please excuse me.
People always believe that every heart works the same way in one way or another. Every time when a friend is troubled, I tell them that things are fine, and it always happens that way. Those are what I have been through with my own beliefs, or one could be strong because one has got faith in someone they believe in. What if others don’t? Then things for them will happen in an entirely...
Today I pretended that life is short
Today I saw a group of old people, the same old people who hangs out at the neighborhood. Every other day they seem sad, every other day they were looking for something to do, looking for someone to talk to, and play chess. Every other day they spend their time at the rounded tables, hardly a smile, not necessarily a frown.
Today I saw a group of old people, the same old people, but today was a...
December 2009
2 posts
This is a calling for help, this is not self help.
We need to constantly remind ourselves that others often accept who we are and what we do, that they never mention if somethings that we said causes a wrench in their hearts. We need to remember how not to hurt, how not to refuse apologies and how to chuck our ego and apologize. We need to remember how to read heart wrenching expressions. It helps, doesn’t it?
Explain yourself
Every time someone says, “Listen to me,”. They’ve always got an explanation to what they did and how they felt towards it, but every time things get shut off with “There’s no need to explain.” Sometimes I wonder who’s got the authorities, who’s got the authorities to explain themselves. Sometimes people fear that line that they don’t know how...
November 2009
4 posts
Needs and wants
Everyone is able to come up with something that they want or need in their life and I always picture them with a dream bubble above their heads when they are walking on the streets. Sometimes I see cakes, money, shoes, most of the time an iPod, sometimes a dream car and a few special times a face of someone they want to be with. The point is, people always suggest that getting what they want is...
A repetitive distraction, on impulse.
When a child gets a new toy, they would make use of all their attention on what they’ve just got, believing in what they can do with that new toy to that of the old one that they have gotten rid of, or lost. Similarly to us as of now, we get something new, appreciate how it’s been gotten, loving it as much as we’d love the ones before, saying the things that we’ve once said...
“I don’t know how it started.” will always be the best way to start.
October 2009
8 posts
Click to install
Humans learn how to react to what they see, first to last. When we see a run down house, we assume that it is old, until we explore what is in it. We see a diamond ring on a lady’s finger, we assume that she is rich, not until we realize that it’s crystal. Fair? The minds are channeled this way, one day I wish someone will discover that all humans in the world are humanoids, so we can...
Wish be;
If I’d wish be, I’d wish to be alone in all the pictures taken. If I’d wish be, I’d wish to be alone in your movie. If I’d wish be, I’d wish to be in memories, to be all of your attention.
Door of the looking glass
The world in the mirror and the world that I am in, are both entirely different. Strangely there is a door to it and I have never invited anyone in. You seem to be holding the other set of keys, you’re starting to be reflected beside me in the looking glass.
CONSTΛNT
Been believing for my life, that I am my only constant. Guess this constant is worth keeping while the other arrives and there comes my equation.
Bona fide scripts from a heart.
Often dramas brings us emotions that we have never felt in our lives, so we watch and believe. Time and time again, we often remind ourselves about those emotions we watched as a precaution to what might arrive at our doorsteps. One of them is love, we often depict, how love is what we watch on television, and we play along with those scripts that were visually translated into a drama and...