Time

I was having second thoughts before I tweeted, "Time heals wound, not emotions/feelings."

It make sense to think that, time heals everything.

Yet I believe that time only makes one forget, literally. You can recover from it, but you won't forget what you went through no matter how many smiles you forced yourself out of it. We're like any typical hard drive, defragment the broken chapters, move on. If you conquered your mind, nothing else could really take you down.

Some of them, I could never hold em' back.

Knowing that things could end sooner or later, I see no point. Not that I don't believe that we might actually worked out, the larger part of me doesn't want both of us to waste time when I'm not even thinking that far ahead.

One day when I'm no longer living for the moment, I will definitely make a run for you.

so, this marks the start of a chapter.

something is brewing.

shall, we not?

birthdays and year ends are somewhat the same.

Certainly to me, age meant nothing but just a number. I might even detest the whole idea of celebrating my own birthday, although I do understand how the rest sees the need for it to be memorable.

Then comes the need to reflect, something I adore doing before bed.

I must say that life's pretty tough, yet there's always a choice to close one eye on em'. Boy do I condemn myself all the time, making the wrong move and suffer the consequences. Just for the few seconds of excitement. The hype to do insane acts have died down, unfortunately. Not sure if it's gonna be a right thing to do, time will tell. It might.

I'm not sure if you'd noticed this, but don't you feel that time is moving so fast?

Well, I used to have my birthdays during chinese new year and now? Cny's in january. See the difference? Anyhow, valentine's day pretty near. Yeah, I belonged to the "I don't really give a shit about Valentine's day" category yet in fact, we can't deny that we actually give it a thought somewhere, somewhat.

Totally depicts one of the chapters of my early life.

Had this chat with one of my close bud recently. We sorta realized that we are all living our own life now, or will be soon. Forwarding towards future and a partner. I thought it was inevitable to head that direction. I'm gonna try to cast that whole partner or related shit out.

No, I wasn't forcing nor was I trying out a new test of endurance.

Somehow, I do not want things to be too amplified.

Somehow, simplicity's enough.

Somehow, I do not need this many of Yous.

Who knows, something might come out of this?

till then,

goodnight.

lighter, lighter note

I can definitely write better when I'm in some short of relationship.

Better in a sense of being more inspiration.

In fact, I write best when I'm chasing a particular someone.

I could just chase for the sake of writing something interesting, but I shall not.

Sinner goes to hell, remember? (though I'm not a believer)

Love is beautiful, as beautiful as your face when you were young.

Love is also superficial, as superficial as our character.

Love must always be insane, crazy or even as "what-the-fuck" mode.

I adore it, but I would not commit to it.

But, "I love you" will remains true to my heart as long as I've said it, be in coincidentally or "what-the-fuck-was-I-thinking."

Life, as

I have not read 1Q84, yet. F

just reading some of the quotes already making me go crazy over it. I'm not being philosophic but just someone who wants imaginations to run wild.

"I can think what I want as many times as I want. This could be the 72,001st time, but what’s wrong with that? As long as I’m alive, I can think what I want, when I want, any way I want, as much as I want, and nobody can tell me any different."

If books could spice up my life, I will bloody hell read em'. We certainly don't look like people who read such crap, but you would be so surprised to know MAN.

Been waiting to write about this:

Gods, religions.

I have my fair share of doubts. I'm certainly not weird or in any means trying to offend any thing, spiritually. It might just be cruel to be alive, to breathe. Think of it this way; You descend on Earth, should any one of the gods be real, you live your life gambling on which is the real deal. There are SO many of em', TOO MUCH. Don't even bother to talk about going heaven if you can't even pick the right one. Should God exists, don't you think he/she is being cruel to bring you down to suffer and slammed you with various idols? Talk about fairness, some countries won't even have chance to get to know bout the REAL one. Now the question is, what's the purpose of our existence? God wants us to go heaven, ain't that all true for every gods? Humans are created by God, why let us go through the whole shit when you could just make every one not sin? Almost all gods are almighty, so why should devil exist? Simple enough, the good kills the evil. You are called God for a reason, so why are you on par with the Devil? Since you could end things once and for all, what is with the wait?

Unfortunately, none of the religion could answer this cause' it all brings down to one thing, "Faith." I am afraid we will only know the truth, in our last breath on earth. There could be no one to tell the living, because it's all dust and nothingness. Everything is so phony.

“Most people are not looking for provable truths. As you said, truth is often accompanied by intense pain, and almost no one is looking for painful truths. What people need is beautiful, comforting stories that make them feel as if their lives have some meaning. Which is where religion comes from.” (Sakigake leader to aomame)

-Haruki Murakami "1Q84"