how does one see through a solid brick wall? windows.
and through this portal, i see you.
to keep it shut or to open, we shall wait and see.
sho kewtx
SKU
everyone’s complaining about school, so am I. I don’t actually think its that bad, its just that we are just too used to all that partying and freedom, that plunging back into schedules of any sort seems like death. I do enjoy school, or more accurately, the yellow boxes around school. its a routine now, monday – akesh and steffi ( plus a new friend shaun today ), tues, thurs, fri – chris and wuch. Such congregations in between lessons suffice.
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Right now, sitting at starbucks alone trying to study. Its quite relaxing really. I hated being alone for fear of looking like a fool. Then it just occured to me, why do i have to care about how strangers look at me? i like being weird, i like the way i can read my own mind, excusing the need to communicate my ideas to anyone. i truly believe no one understands me. Not trying to be emo or whatever here, but how many people can you think of whom understands you so goddamn well to the extent there are no doubts, no hesitations and no revelations. Thus, you dont have to explain anything to anyone as long as you can answer to yourself.
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See, contradictions, contradictions. I can write, i can tell myself countless times, as long as i can answer to myself, why bother? I can tell everyone in the world that i wanna give up, i can say anything. But deep down, i know i cant bear to give it up, no matter how wrangled things may be. i ask myself, why cling on? let the branch go, let the branch go. Impossible, because you’re my best friend.
How am i supposed to do anything when you don’t allow me to? i dont wanna fight no more, i wanna be like before. When it was just the 3 of us, sitting right here at this spot.
Smoking virginia slims at clarke quay while toi was drunk. I want that back (with toi being sober).
lucid
there was a You, a You that is a reality. A You, who used to don stripes. A You whom is free from the chambers of my heart. That You, no longer are bound by the chains of fire and are let loose and flying free. Yet, the long period of captivity makes You afraid, afraid to step out into this free-falling dimension that You once heard of. You had been chased out of the chambers and venture with no one but your shadow, with great fortitude.
Then there was a He. He was dressed in the brightest shade of yellow, strange and unknown to the windows of the physical world. He, like the robe he donned, was most weird and of great mystery to Man. Man could not understand his thoughts for he appeared to smile regardless of all the disasters in the world. He smiled at heartbreaks, He smiled at sorrow, He smiled at possibly everything the mind can conceive. All but one girl saw superficiality in his smile. That one girl, understood him and smiled. Both knew, that their smiles meant much more.
The Other, dressed in black velvet, exposing nothing but his eyes and lips, through which he conveyed the messages of his heart. His windows, so intense that it can turn day to night, and silence falls on earth. She could hear the deafening silence ringing hard and heavy in her ears, but the Other’s lips pierced through the silence with his warmth and the silence then becomes a chest of gold. The Other held her in his arms, feeding her with the potion of life, allowing her to be the survivor of the harsh world she managed to escape from.
While she slept in the Other’s arms, she smiled at Him and was enraged by You. Emotions chased after her like a furious dragon burning flames down her neck. She chose to run, believing that she could outrun this dragon. She ran into the carriage, driven by the four royal horses while the tears found no stream and was thus halted. Fourteen days and nights, she rode the horses, not knowing her path, only taking whatever is laid out in front of her. Her soul began to wane but she kept on going in the direction of the North Star.
Then, she was awaken by the startling fact that You, He and the Other are ONE, precious dew of sorrow thus fell, bringing her back into the confinements of time and space of the harsh world.
