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Sunday, March 30, 2014
8:23 PM
Today's my last day at work. I feel the raw richness of life flowing through my fingers, a goodness I cannot grasp. I see the flow of water & I understand that such is the flow of life. Perhaps, deposited in me are remnants of my memories - A slow trickle of the melodies we sung, a silent film in slow-motion.
I'm in the same place again, just on another day. I watch my past walk through this place, I watch my footprints disappear. I close my eyes & hope to keep this place, so distant, so alive in my mind.
There is a strange joy & peace that fills my soul. The brilliance in the boldness of nature. A state of being by the elements that keeps me afloat in the raw reality of the world. Because I drown & struggle, I gasp & panic in my artificial crib. I cannot breathe or comprehend, I question & judge. But what is there to judge with nature? It presents to you with all of itself, in its entirety - Selfless, pure & unafraid; In all its brilliance & confidence, with all its confidence & brilliance.
This is the nature I present to you and this, I behold.
Mused
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
5:58 AM
& tomorrow, the goodness of today will be but a memory.
Mused
5:58 AM
Counting down my days.
I created a new lifestyle together with my job.
I learnt so much.
I'm afraid I'll lose everything - people, knowledge, lifestyle.
I don't enjoy how transient our lives are. But the river still flows.
Mused
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
1:21 AM
Angel, angel in the sky.
Devil, devil in disguise.
What's wrong with seeing the best in people?
What's wrong with their criminal-ridden past?
Do I still view the world as a child or am I just an idealist?
Mused
Thursday, March 13, 2014
6:18 AM
I don't think I've been so alive in a while.
2 weeks to go.
& I'm afraid to go.
Mused
Sunday, March 02, 2014
4:03 AM
This is me getting mad.
Described in words. Illustrated by scribbles on a screen.
This is me getting agitated. Fearful. Sensitive.
This is me trying my best to be logical & rational despite my emotions.
Somehow it doesn't feel as good
As letting it all go.
Mused
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