Suffocation

Oh fifty..
I'm so lost in this forest of shades.
I've found myself suffocated by the beauty of your darkness & wounded soul.
Because your pain is so beautiful, it makes your heart so fragile.
B.e.a.u.t.i.f.u.l. & F.r.a.g.i.l.e.
As beautiful as the prelude.
As fragile as the rain drops.

Laters, baby.

September Whisper

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,

there is a field. I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense.

-Rumi-

C'est la vie.

Nothing is written in stone..
Everything can change..
There are highs and lows..
Go with the flow..
Even when the boat rocks..
Just feel the swing..
And learn to dance with the rhythm..
Seize the moment before it seizes you..
Because things vacillate, things sway, things even capsize..
That's life.

I heart this song..

Abstract

I woke up this morning feeling a little puzzled.
All of sudden, a certain part of my brain has decided to play oldies out of the blue.
Some memories from my past, randomly & intensely bubbling on my mind from the moment I opened my eyes.
It's weird, since I'm a kind of 'present' people.
I don't like living in the past. I let everything that happened in the past become either a sweet memory or a lesson. But I never let my past become a shadow in my present time.
I hardly looking back over my shoulder, have no regrets, never watch the same movies twice, always look and moving forward.
What has been done, it can not be undone. The only thing I would do is learn from my mistake and do better next time.
I don't know why my brain having a time travel this morning, in fact I'm lack of sleep because of my stomach hurts so bad all night long.
Well I guess, no body knows how it works. Sometimes its just happen, just like a dream blooming in your sleep.