You don't need lucidity to find joy. Joy is where you decide to put your heart at. There's just something about words that I love, that works in sync with codes. Solituditary, writing, imagination. Those, are my favourites.
So hey. This is my blog. I love writing. The posts and titles here are inspired from real life world and experiences.
Typing about hurt doesn't make me a sadist.
Typing about heartbreaks doesnt mean im on post-break up denial.
Typing about love and crushes doesn't mean im in love.
Typing about death doesn't make me an emo kid.
We are all more in depth than the naked eye can see. I hate being ridiculed.
I think I won't be uploading as much photos here now that Facebook is available. Read on, comment, whatever.
Enjoy articulating or connecting my words with your life. Welcome.
It's like a sudden change of era that we can't comprehend. Up till now. Usually when I see an orange, I'd just take the understanding for granted. It's there, so what huh. I remember the passing by of bike beside me. Zwoomph. Well, not that fast but enough to notice. I saw the smile stuck to the faces from different phases. And now I open my eyes, to God and to the world. And I've never felt greater. My gratitude to almighty.
The blase works in sync with the rhythmical yawns. It's like a seance. A pretty neat seance.
