People will believe what they want to believe. Yet, what we see is not always real and true.
Symptoms warn a man to safeguard himself from disease. Yet, what we shake is not always advisable and reliable.
We run for our success. Yet, we run faster like a heron screaming for our own defeat.
Love caresses the meek and we love it. Yet, it touches a glimpse of one’s evanescence.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
COLOR IT NOTHING
BLACK and WHITE to neutralize the world
GRAY to exterminate precariousness
BLUE to dim loneliness
RED to highlight the extremes
YELLOW is for filial adoration
PURPLE is for physical ascendancy and
BROWN for practicality
CHOOSE among the colors. But mind you, no matter how you deliberately choose a shade, it’s always you who will make the stroke.
So better yet! COLOR IT NOTHING…
GRAY to exterminate precariousness
BLUE to dim loneliness
RED to highlight the extremes
YELLOW is for filial adoration
PURPLE is for physical ascendancy and
BROWN for practicality
CHOOSE among the colors. But mind you, no matter how you deliberately choose a shade, it’s always you who will make the stroke.
So better yet! COLOR IT NOTHING…
CORROBORATED
Something in my mind gives me a hunch of what life is. Not all diamonds are not real, nor metals will always be rusty. All things in life are just a simple come and go which needs decisiveness which transcends through perceptions of perfections.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
peace
and the world answered that cry. the twin towers collapsed before the eyes of the world. taking with it thousand of lives. bodies swerved off and cluttered on the innocent lands. and people were ceased by how terrorism distorted the peace we used to live in.
(my late message to the terrorist of 9-11 crisis and the rest of the terrorists who are still hungry to live up unlikely behaviors)
(my late message to the terrorist of 9-11 crisis and the rest of the terrorists who are still hungry to live up unlikely behaviors)
will you
im getting weird day after day after day.
will someone remind me of my sanity.
i feel jerked off every hour thinking how stupid i am
will someone throw my pessimism away and give back the optimism i used to refute.
will you help me distinguish abuse from regulating.
im a dork for feeling this.
but i sure ill cope up with this the soonest.
will you?
will someone remind me of my sanity.
i feel jerked off every hour thinking how stupid i am
will someone throw my pessimism away and give back the optimism i used to refute.
will you help me distinguish abuse from regulating.
im a dork for feeling this.
but i sure ill cope up with this the soonest.
will you?
WHATEVER
i don't exactly know what is this something that is continually inkling in my mind. would this be anxiety for my upcoming graduation?pressure from tidious school works?being confined with a great love?or just being hillariously fascinated with BAD DAY?
clogged tuesday
I WOKE UP LATE today, and unfortunately i started my day gasping as to what will i do and not. Minutes remaining before the time shuts for my On-job training, and there i was struggling to jump off from bed so i decided to zip a little ang hang up a little. Little did i know that i was already in another dimension. HUSH baby. I was just dreaming. And yes! you're right. Iwas sleeping soundly when i should practiacall be moving forth in the real dimension. Needless to say, that i took it for granted. :-w
I was sleeping on the carpet that time so i was there ready to catch all the dirt on my floor. So when i woke up. I received the most auspicious reward of not attending my class and ojt. A CLOGGED NOSE. but anyway,at least i have the most perfect and valid reason for me not to attend the countenance of a dreadful tuesday! haha! CHEERS! tiao!
I was sleeping on the carpet that time so i was there ready to catch all the dirt on my floor. So when i woke up. I received the most auspicious reward of not attending my class and ojt. A CLOGGED NOSE. but anyway,at least i have the most perfect and valid reason for me not to attend the countenance of a dreadful tuesday! haha! CHEERS! tiao!
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