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Friday, January 30, 2009
The penny in the Jukebox @ 1:02 AM
The coin - heads and tails.
One side is what you want to show others, the other a ugly bottom that is pale in comparison. Everyone has that coin to do good and bad. It is good before you give your one cent worth, to think what have you done to justify saying the tails of others is smelly. And what have you done about your own tail? Do you want others to hang your soiled linens out in the open? Doesn't mean that when you flip the heads down on others, your head will shine exceptionally bright nor does it hide the fact that you too have your own dirty linens. It's one thing to share, it is another to broadcast.
Its 1am, and i think it should be high time to sleep and stop ranting about the penny in the Jukebox.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
nightmare @ 12:32 AM
Everyday i woke up from a nightmare by the ring of an alarm. Only to wake up in another nightmare. I take off my comfortable wear and put on a shirt with a tie, a mask, a fake smile, the weight of the unknown future and a hell lot of unhappiness. I think i dislike working for i am a lazy bum. But more importantly is i hate to work so long everyday and night that i know thirty years later i would not have any stories to tell but a good deal of rubbish that truly matters to no one who cares about me, either that or just plain tales of the night and dark for i see so little of the sun.
The chilling wind blow into my room from my half open window. Sending chills down my skin, ripples of cold linger around in the room. But the only thing that bothers me is the nightmare i going to wake up to next morning. It's a lousy thing to be alone.
I wish the hush of the night will bring peace to ur beautiful face,
and the harsh of life will not wear u out of daze.
But its just an one sided affair i wish to decorate and lace,
for my dreams and nightmares are but the same dreadful place.
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Birds @ 12:22 AM
I like birds.
I exceptionally like it when they leap off the ground and flap their wings and have the whole sky as their taking. They soar and rise above the trees and disappear into the cloud while I stand there rooted to the cold hard floor. They say the higher one is, the harder one fall. Another one of those age old wisdom pass down the generations. It's true in both ways how the sentence be read. First the degree of pain, the second the duration.
Despite so, i still yearn to fly. To a place where i can sing and flap my wings, with boundaries limited by my dreams. To where the world is not paint with colourful lies, not rain with the bitter cold, or flooded with distasteful souls. Sounds like i want to run away. Perhaps i want to, for a place of my own can be so hard to find. The older i get, the less time i seems to have for myself, or to people or things i want to spend time with. It's already 45 past 12. I think i should try to find some.. find a little of never-never land.
For i am just a normal blue bird, who only remembers how to be blue and forget that my singing is more than just being that...
Saturday, January 03, 2009
灰色地带 @ 1:34 PM
看完海角七号，让我觉得爱真的好多种，爱的理由也好多种。爱是可以因为思念，也可应日久生情，可应理所当然，单纯的吸引，甚至是寂寞或无奈。
可是爱如果要美，就不能空洞，更不能拥有，它有的该是自己独有的空间，那奥妙又满怀魅力的灰色地带。
每个人心中都至少有一封寄不出的情书，不管是海角天涯，还是。。。
