I bare a wound, and dare myself to bleed.
I think a bird, and it begins to fly.
By dying daily, I have come to be.
AMF
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We contradict.
Things go both ways.
Neither one of us is more superior.
But why, form assumptions?
Words once out, they can never be retrieved.
They linger on, regardless of the effort to hide them.
The rage accompanied by strings of profanities.
How does it assist the development of a budding mind and soul?
One which we are held responsible for, you and I.
I JUST DON’T GET IT.
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A 500 year old tree, resting in a field of flowers – daisies, tulips, or daffodils. One where I can lean against, eyes closed, and listen to the humble concerto that the wind will leave behind as it gently brushes against the flowers and leaves. Scan the terrain that seems to have no end. Touch the rough skin of the tree and feel the water droplets from the flowers due to transpiration. A delight to 3 senses – hearing, touch and smell. Gently, leaving an invisible imprint on the soul.
A tree that I can sit on one of the many strong branches that will the platform for a broader view of nature, of life, of possible nirvana. An escape from others and myself. And maybe sometimes, underneath the shield of leaves and above the ground, a place like a quiet room where I can go, hold someone’s hand and not have to say anything. Give no story. Make no claim. Where I can live at the edge of my skin and drown in the most senseless fantasies and dreams, for as long as I wish. And when I have had enough, I would silently return to the world I live.
AMF
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“What is it? My dear?”
“Ah, how can we bear it?”
“Bear what?”
“This. For so short a time. How can we sleep this time away?”
“We can be quiet together, and pretend-since it is only the beginning-that we have all the time in the world.”
“And every day we shall have less. And then none.”
“Would you rather, therefore, have had nothing at all?”
“No. This is where I have always been coming to. Since my time began. And when I go away from here, this will be the mid-point, to which everything ran, before, and from which everything will run. But now, my love, we are here, we are now, and those other times are running elsewhere.”
-A.S. Byatt, Possession
AMF
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Greetings from the land of Malays, Chinese and Indians!

This place is so dead, I feel like shutting it down already. I know I should.
So, it’s mid semester break.
But that’s nonsense, because we have to study and do assignments.
And with that said, I have got no life right now.
Boy, I’m so tired that I want to be in coma forever.
But, life is fair so far.

Lets walk down the street and observe passerby.
Lets go to the country side and watch the stars.
Lets sit by the window and talk about our lives.
Lets go to bed and sleep with no worries.
AMF
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Before I drown myself in 3 assignments (I haven’t started) due this coming Tuesday, how about clearing the cobwebs of my dead platform of thoughts?
I am still alive by the way. Just in case you have assumed that I silently passed away from alcohol consumption. Pardon the morbid interest, please.
So, I haven’t been doing ANYTHING, hence I have NOTHING to talk about.
And without pen and paper, those sentimental words that crossed my mind seem to be as good as going back to step one – being inspired.
Maybe, a few pictures that spark humble thoughts can be good enough.



On an unrelated note, I admire their talent. And the flyer just has to show the two of them, on a same page, concurrently. It’s like adding salt to a wound. I think my heart just shattered. I WANT TO SEE THEM PERFORM!

And who’s that lucky person who gets to see them? This sexy back here.

That’s if she’s going.
AMF
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A prior string of adversities
Wrapped around your marrow
Threatening to silently unleash
A herd of diabolical sorrows
While certainty simmers down
The apprehension soars gayly
Questions, a sea of mystery
Answers, a drop of confirmation
In your heart of hearts
It’s a state of mind
Advancing at the speed of light
Eager for its subjugation
Feet in quicksand
Engulfed by inches
Water in lungs
Drowned with every breath
Fight a losing battle
Squirm with defeat
Both promise a ruin
What will you do
I will just lie about my answer.
AMF
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And now, I’m missing out on life and getting busy with assignments. Fun fun fun.
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Met up with the bunch of primary school mates a few weeks back. It turned out to be a fruitful gathering, not to mention how silly some of us can get within 10 minutes. Trash talk all the way!

So like any other gathering, you meet up, greet each other in a very held back way, ask everyone the same boring questions on how they have been and such. Typical. For old time’s sake, you share stories over dinner and talk about anything under the sun.

Everyone settles into the same comfort zone. And starts snapping away with their own camera, for memories.
Apparently this guy here can instantaneously crush your ego verbally.


And he camwhores like a girl too.

Some have to part ways so we need a new place to hang out and talk. Then comes the genius plan to go to Desa Park City for a walk. Believe me when I say that it feels like the new Bangsar. People seem to flock to that area for some reason.

The completion of the walk marks the end of the night.
Picture intended for personal satisfaction. Do not even think of defaming me.

It was awesome to gather with these humble souls that I have once crossed paths with. For past time together, in which we shared some degree of comradeship for years being nerdy kids, I have no regrets. Who knows when we’ll ever meet again?

AMF
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