Sunday, 30th September 2018
The water is boiling.
I have a cigarette on.
Got my favourite find of a band, Parcels - playing tunes familiar to the 70s. Anachronistic.
How's that for a setting?
Just bliss.
On to making myself a cup of americano, homemade; feeling as hipster as ever. A hipster meister.
At this exact moment - I feel super conceptual; abstract.
What a beauty the world can be, if everyone could understand this - how abstract this place is.
What a beauty the world can be, if balance is comprehended - how to embrace and to accept sits on a very thin line.
If we can ever accept that this current construction that we operate is in the end are just many in a vast space of abstracts.
Sunday, September 30, 2018
Tuesday, September 18, 2018
Pensive moments
Alone. I am..
What a moment to be in
A moment that is lothed and loved depending on wants
Wants that are under constant reflection because an organ is checked in
Constructed to be an ever-ending pensive moments because of my wants.
Alone. I'm OK with
Wednesday, September 12, 2018
A bit schizo....but why not.
Hey, it's me...again.
Sorry that I wasn't here,
Sorry that I got caught with things in my sphere,
Those were important and I can't leave it in vain,
You know..life, living, being alive - being vain.
You see, I only left for you,
So you can be you,
'You do you boo' so they say,
Not at all in an original way - I must say.
So what have you been up to?
Enlighten me with the updates!
I know you want to
Tell me what have you create.
Yeah...whatever it is you did good,
You 'do' and that is how it should be,
Continue to do things that get you in the mood,
But just promise me that it won't be moody.
Sorry that I wasn't here,
Sorry that I got caught with things in my sphere,
Those were important and I can't leave it in vain,
You know..life, living, being alive - being vain.
You see, I only left for you,
So you can be you,
'You do you boo' so they say,
Not at all in an original way - I must say.
So what have you been up to?
Enlighten me with the updates!
I know you want to
Tell me what have you create.
Yeah...whatever it is you did good,
You 'do' and that is how it should be,
Continue to do things that get you in the mood,
But just promise me that it won't be moody.
Real
Be not afeared of the unbeknown, for there perhaps is the only way you can unpack more about yourself.
For me life itself is an unknown journey where there are many experiences to be experienced.
The past weeks was an eye opener about who I am and how much of that is known. And I would rather be placed in a place where my sanity is in check; where my surrounding is grounded in reality; where despite the subjectivity of perceptions and ideals; things are real.
For me life itself is an unknown journey where there are many experiences to be experienced.
The past weeks was an eye opener about who I am and how much of that is known. And I would rather be placed in a place where my sanity is in check; where my surrounding is grounded in reality; where despite the subjectivity of perceptions and ideals; things are real.
Monday, February 19, 2018
Was part 2
Was.
Could be my favourite word.
Was.
A piece that I wrote more than a couple of years back. An afterword.
Concluding a phase, dictating yet another phase. A phase that I thought has ended; a phase that I look forward to endure.
Written in a manner of visible ambiguity. A make believe term in explicating everything that I am when it comes to expressing myself in a world filled with strangers.
Not a single context shall I relay because the word was in itself constitutes of matters that used to be relevant; stretching it more than that - it will drain you of who you are, letting it dictate you into blindness, into the pit of madness.
Was.
A past tense.
It is....the past.
This inability I have, haunts me as living contradictions are a norm, though crisis its not; seems to sculpt life as a battle though it all lies in various interpretations so thus valuation will only be of my own.
With that, all I can do is to let the past linger in a way that it will grow me but not consume me, as many believers often preach but rarely do, rarely live, that is the life of balance, thinking that the past should be forgotten but NO it's the type of peace that many don't understand that is needed.
Could be my favourite word.
Was.
A piece that I wrote more than a couple of years back. An afterword.
Concluding a phase, dictating yet another phase. A phase that I thought has ended; a phase that I look forward to endure.
Written in a manner of visible ambiguity. A make believe term in explicating everything that I am when it comes to expressing myself in a world filled with strangers.
Not a single context shall I relay because the word was in itself constitutes of matters that used to be relevant; stretching it more than that - it will drain you of who you are, letting it dictate you into blindness, into the pit of madness.
Was.
A past tense.
It is....the past.
This inability I have, haunts me as living contradictions are a norm, though crisis its not; seems to sculpt life as a battle though it all lies in various interpretations so thus valuation will only be of my own.
With that, all I can do is to let the past linger in a way that it will grow me but not consume me, as many believers often preach but rarely do, rarely live, that is the life of balance, thinking that the past should be forgotten but NO it's the type of peace that many don't understand that is needed.
Thursday, December 28, 2017
Welcome 2018: Resolution & Achievements
It has been a while.
For a moment I thought that I should just end this. For what again do I keep a space that is often neglected?
Nonetheless, I do not have anything interesting to share apart from enjoying the downtime I have at work. Lucky is what we are. Siping my soya cappuccino that I bought from Starbucks whilst having to endure the pain of the monthly cramp, I stared. I stared blankly at this space thinking. The only reason I started this, is to polish something that I thought I had, or at least that is what has been going on in my head now.
The downtime at work; comes with its pros and cons. The pros is that it deters us from burning out, allowing you to refocus before another storm sets in - when that comes at least we could brave through it once again. The cons could be the probability of getting sucked into an endless cycle of complacency and laziness - if we allow it.
Perhaps that is why I am here, as an attempt to keep the mind active; as to write gives me a space to think, to recollect and to construct. At least I am using this medium to exercise. Another mind exercise that I neglected is reading. Though I do minor readings of the news and short articles, but I have been stopping midway to every book that I held this year.
Perhaps now I should think of a resolution; not that it matters and not that I have been practicing that, (my determination and motivation is rather odd) - to be more discipline and actually finish through everything that I started. I did good this year in terms of kicking the habbit of procrastinating; being more responsible. So for 2018 - to be more discipline is the resolution. So there, it is decided.
For what it's worth, I think it is good to share some of my achievements in 2017 (because we are on the last days of 2017 now - cliche) I believe I did good so far in terms of being more independent- the key here is MORE, because I am not that independent (due to how I defined independent). I've moved out from my parents' place and accountable to my own expenses. The experience is scary but liberating. Another 'tangible achievement' that I wanted was to have my own car - this I am contemplating as having a car isn't a wise move for city-living.
Contemplating about having my own car comes from various juxtapositions; wanting to migrate, maintenance, on it being a want rather than a need, feeding only the hedonistic aspects of me. For all I know right now - I shall keep that on my wishlist.
With that I shall end this post with the contentment of welcoming yet another year.
Thank you 2017, you've been good.
Happy 2018.
For a moment I thought that I should just end this. For what again do I keep a space that is often neglected?
Nonetheless, I do not have anything interesting to share apart from enjoying the downtime I have at work. Lucky is what we are. Siping my soya cappuccino that I bought from Starbucks whilst having to endure the pain of the monthly cramp, I stared. I stared blankly at this space thinking. The only reason I started this, is to polish something that I thought I had, or at least that is what has been going on in my head now.
The downtime at work; comes with its pros and cons. The pros is that it deters us from burning out, allowing you to refocus before another storm sets in - when that comes at least we could brave through it once again. The cons could be the probability of getting sucked into an endless cycle of complacency and laziness - if we allow it.
Perhaps that is why I am here, as an attempt to keep the mind active; as to write gives me a space to think, to recollect and to construct. At least I am using this medium to exercise. Another mind exercise that I neglected is reading. Though I do minor readings of the news and short articles, but I have been stopping midway to every book that I held this year.
Perhaps now I should think of a resolution; not that it matters and not that I have been practicing that, (my determination and motivation is rather odd) - to be more discipline and actually finish through everything that I started. I did good this year in terms of kicking the habbit of procrastinating; being more responsible. So for 2018 - to be more discipline is the resolution. So there, it is decided.
For what it's worth, I think it is good to share some of my achievements in 2017 (because we are on the last days of 2017 now - cliche) I believe I did good so far in terms of being more independent- the key here is MORE, because I am not that independent (due to how I defined independent). I've moved out from my parents' place and accountable to my own expenses. The experience is scary but liberating. Another 'tangible achievement' that I wanted was to have my own car - this I am contemplating as having a car isn't a wise move for city-living.
Contemplating about having my own car comes from various juxtapositions; wanting to migrate, maintenance, on it being a want rather than a need, feeding only the hedonistic aspects of me. For all I know right now - I shall keep that on my wishlist.
With that I shall end this post with the contentment of welcoming yet another year.
Thank you 2017, you've been good.
Happy 2018.
Saturday, July 1, 2017
Precious Ponders
It is that time again that I begin to ponder.
Pondering and keep wasting something so precious; I wonder.
Pondering about something that I identified as precious; I wonder.
Precious thing that is relative to feelings; I wonder.
Introspectively and simultaneously I look at it in retrospection.
Not too far back but still in retrospection.
Doing just that I have wasted something so precious; a contradiction.
It does not matter because it is about someone so precious; a contradiction.
It is that time again that I start to name.
Naming this piece and try to convince.
Convincing me that I have not waste.
Because I have used this precious thing for a precious mien.
Pondering and keep wasting something so precious; I wonder.
Pondering about something that I identified as precious; I wonder.
Precious thing that is relative to feelings; I wonder.
Introspectively and simultaneously I look at it in retrospection.
Not too far back but still in retrospection.
Doing just that I have wasted something so precious; a contradiction.
It does not matter because it is about someone so precious; a contradiction.
It is that time again that I start to name.
Naming this piece and try to convince.
Convincing me that I have not waste.
Because I have used this precious thing for a precious mien.
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