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The weird side

As you look up the sky at night with all the blazing stars at sight, have you ever thought that we’re actually looking down towards the massive creation known as the great cosmo; and, that it’s just the gravity that’s keeping us grounded?

The stars. Hundreds if not thousands of them, all shining right through your eyes. Yet, at one point, have you ever thought how marvelous it is to see different points of the past at one glare at the present?

Have you ever thought that the whole cosmic creation inter-loops one another? Aside from the universe that we all have known, have you ever heard of multiverse? What about multi-dimensions? Realms?

The cosmo is a one massive interconnected points of events, all occuring in four-dimentional space, where there is no point of start, no point of stop, no point of destination, no point of origin; yet, holds records of creation, evolution and destruction. It is where the past, the present and the future all exist at the same time. It is where the cosmic creation still exists as the cosmic destruction has already started. It is like watching a game that has not yet been played. It’s like listening to a good piece of music that has not yet been composed. It’s like reading a good book that has not yet been written. It’s like seeing your death when you have not yet been born.

Have you ever asked why in the past, there were numerous reports all around the world about alien abduction, and similar sightings of highly advanced unidentified flying objects hovering over the sky whether be at night or broad daylight? And, now that our technology has already evolved, and that we are now on the quest for alien search, have you ever asked why we no longer get to find one?

How were they able to find us when we could hardly find them? Where did everybody go?

Have you ever thought that probably, the way we do the search for extraterrestrial existence isn’t the proper way at all?

Say, if the highly technological Greys from 500,000 light years away are observing planet Earth right now, they’re obviously watching our Neanderthal ancestors making ways for living.

What about their cousin, Insectoids from 65,000,000 light years away? They’re definitely watching the dinosaurs.

What about their numerous encounters with the modern Earthlings? How did they get so close to the modern era? Are the habitats where they thrive just happen to be very close to ours and yet, we don’t know where? Or, probably, they’re the new species of a multiverse future who have successfully created space and time warps through quantum entanglement.

What if they’re actually living in the present and we are the ones from the past? How would we know? Despite the multiverse reality, the only reality that is known to Earthlings is the current reality that we live in. We are all trapped in one body, living one life in one moment. We are bound to the physical laws of the planet that we live in. Yet, it doesn’t mean that the said notion isn’t really possible and isn’t happening.

Afterall, the lights from the stars that shine at night are mostly from stars that have died 5,000,000 years ago while a few are from 3,000,000 to 1,000,000 years ago. It just took millions of light years for their lights to reach planet Earth; and, despite how clustered they appear to our perspective, they’re actually shining from massive great distances between one another, all coming from different past times yet, they reach our present all at the same time.

But, let’s drop it. The worst case scenario: Our future selves have finally found them, abducted them, and endangered them (the human way!) And, now they have gone extinct. Interesting!

What if, they really are futuristic beings whose only agenda was to look back in time to see how they thrived and destroyed planet Earth when they were still humans? How far then would humanity go?

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Posted by on October 30, 2017 in The Avenue

 

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The Worlds Inside People

What appeals pretty for me is almost non-physical.

I distant myself from people. I never go where the crowd goes. Not because I’m shy or insecure about the possibility of being out of place, but because what I long for is usually never found in the crowd.

I don’t like small talk. It usually drains me, making me charge myself back through introversion. I long for a real conversation. A deep one. An intellectual sort of talk. For me, socializing involves just one person and me, a cup of coffee, make that extra large if not refillable, a good ambiance, and long hours of just sitting there around the table.

What appeals pretty for me is almost non-physical. I’m more interested on what lies beneath the surface. I’m more on how a person speaks his mind, and on how he expresses his hidden self out.

I am fascinated by human behaviour. I am fascinated by the massive submerged part of human iceberg. I am fascinated by the strange patterns that differentiate every single person.

Every single person has an untold short story. Every single person has Moons, rivers and unfinished chapters. Every single person has a past that built his present. Every single person has a little nook filled with dreams and regrets.

I want to know what’s on someone’s subconscious. Someone’s makes and breaks; and, the reason why someone’s doing the shit he’s doing. I want to know someone’s overt and covert behaviour. Those that are known and unknown to the self. I want to know where someone’s mind goes when it wanders; and, which part of the world attracts him once I hand over a globe.

Surfacing through humanity wouldn’t take me any further. Yet, diving through someone’s ocean of hidden worlds takes a lot courage. I guess, I’d rather have a share of the latter than just by simply asking, “Hi! How are you?” Then get nothing at all after he replies, “Good!”

 
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Posted by on May 2, 2017 in Lyrics of Life

 

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Redamancy

Redamancy


A writer’s soul could paint Autumn in Summer.

Fall in love with someone who dives into the depths of your mind, and measures how deep your oceans of intelligence are.

Fall in love with someone who gets amazed about your intellectual capacity.

Fall in love with someone whose hand could write all the emotions in the world, and whose mind could shrink the whole universe in.

Fall in love with someone who puts his love into writing as he acts upon it.

Fall in love with someone whose imagination is as wide as the universe, but not a dreamer.

Fall in love with a writer, not an actor.

Fall in love with someone who appreciates the sunrise as much as the stars at night.

Fall in love with someone who loved to be alone just right before he met you.

Fall in love with someone who loves watching you from afar.

Fall in love with someone who could hardly tell you, “You are beautiful.”  Yet, stares at you like you are the most amazing canvass.

Fall in love with someone who never tells you, “I want to know you more.”  Yet, it’s obvious through the rhythm of the words he utters.

Fall in love with someone who keeps his composure yet, whose smiles show how deeply interested he is in you.

Fall in love with someone who calmly approaches you as he let’s you be who you are.

Fall in love with someone who gives you all the space in the world yet, assures you of his presence.

Fall in love with someone who is silent but not timid.

Fall in love with someone who is reserved but not shy.

And, when he speaks, he’s wordy but not cocky.

Fall in love with someone who is bold but not bully.

Fall in love with someone who is confident but not boastful.

Fall in love with someone who holds you because he’s interested in you, but doesn’t take advantage of you.

Fall in love with someone who pushes you to your limit, but doesn’t change you.

Fall in love with someone who fights for you but doesn’t fight with you.

Fall in love with someone who’s strong enough to love a strong woman.

 
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Posted by on March 29, 2017 in Lyrics of Life

 

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Jouska

Jouska

Jouska

I like cancelled plans and missed trips.

I like the idea that not getting what you want is another stroke of luck.

I like finding something nice while looking for something else.

I like the flipping of the page to start a new chapter.

I like being awestruck in the moment.

I like the paling of the sky promising a new beginning.

I like watching the rain skittering down the window.

And feel the chrysalism I gain out of it.

I like walking on damped sideroads.

I like the astrophe I feel as I walk along.

And the petrichor I smell arousing from the wet grass.

I like bookshops’ vellichor.

And quiet coffee shops’ anemoic atmosphere.

I like this hypothetical conversation that I keep rolling in my mind.

I like being lost in ambedoic trancé as images from a distant past slowly yet, undeniably surface back in my mind.

I like having flight of thoughts.

I like the unsettling awareness of my own heartbeat.

I like to gambol on the staircase.

And to lilt in the kitchen.

I like my unkempt hair with over-worn pajamas.

I like empty boxes and scattered pens.

I like words and writing them.

I like silence.

I like space.

I like simplicity.

I don’t know why but I like not knowing why.

 
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Posted by on March 26, 2017 in Lyrics of Life

 

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Lumos Solem: A Child’s Game

Lumos Solem: A Child’s Game

Lumos Solem: A Child’s Game

I used to raise a hand towards the tiny openings of an old wooden platform, face my palm straight towards the ray of 7:30 AM sunlight, and watch the back of my hand luminously glow in crimsoned red as I feel the warm wave of heat where morning dust particles arouse in the air.

I used to listen to the most silent form of silence and get amazed by the awkward monotonous buzz that I hear drilling through the inner lobe of my ears.

I used to get amazed by my own heartbeat, and would suddenly remember that I just forgot that I was breathing.  Then it amazed me once again.

I used to step out in the patio right after the rain and enjoy the smell of petrichor arousing in the air.

I used to stare at thin air, and question why I cannot see the air.

I used to watch flowers very closely and imagine Thumbelina tucked up among the buds.

I used to look for tiny little mushrooms that grow on damped woods where orchids used to flourish, look for dwarfs, and pretend that I was Snow White.

I used to wonder how worms hide beneath the soil and still can breathe.

I used to believe that if I hide my face behind a wall, the rest of my body would be invisible.

I used to wish to have superpowers as I used to play pretend that I could move objects and start a fire through mental telepathy.

I used to run as fast as I can towards my bed upon switching the lights off in the fear that demons will run after me.

I used to believe that the scariest task a child was ever obliged to do was to go upstairs alone in the night.  Watching the stairs itself used to freak me out.

I used to believe that the scariest part in my room was underneath my bed where nighttime crawlies awaken after midnight.

I used to imagine that my whole family was being killed and that I was next everytime I hear thumps while I was taking a shower.

At times I used to wake up late and that the hallways and stairs were silent, I used to believe that I was already dead and that I was walking in the ghost realm.  Then I would start looking for my own dead body as I try to remember as much as I can on how I possibly died.

I used to own a Jane doll, a big walking porcelain doll, the prettiest among my dolls yet, which face I used to place down flat on a pillow and cover with used clothes before going to bed for her eyes used to freak me out everytime I get awaken in the middle of night.

I used to play with Donald and Mickey, and never realized that one day, they will become leaders in the US.

 
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Posted by on March 24, 2017 in Lyrics of Life

 

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Jana

Jana

“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

Jana!

My FRIENDS knock on my door to check me out if I’m still awake. ~ My BESTFRIEND just barges right through and yell, “Jan, I’m home!”

My FRIENDS look around when they enter my room. ~ My BESTFRIEND parades as she has memorized every single corner of it!

My FRIENDS ask permission when they borrow my stuff, and say “Thank you!” Upon returning them the next day. ~ My BESTFRIEND just shops around though I’m not there then say, “Jan, I borrowed your this and this and that and that. Just tell me when you need them!”

My FRIENDS say, “Hi, July! How are you?” When whenever we meet at work. ~ My BESTFRIEND kisses me and say, “I love you, okay?” In every situation!

My FRIENDS say, “Thank you!” When I offer them my food. ~ My BESTFRIEND just plomps herself lousily on a chair and say, “Good! You cooked. I’m hungry!” Without any invitation at all.

My FRIENDS mention my name when they talk about me. ~ My BESTFRIEND says, “My July.” When she talks about me.

My FRIENDS listen when I talk. ~ My BESTFRIEND is all ears on me like she’s hearing the last words on the planet when I talk.

My FRIENDS celebrate Friendship Day every once in awhile. ~ I celebrate it everytime I’m with my BESTFRIEND!

My FRIENDS are just a few. ~ My BESTFRIEND is my Bosnian kid!

She’s European ~ I’m Asian!

She’s got four seasons ~ I got two!

She’s got 3 big chunks of land ~ I got 7,107!

She’s got beautiful medieval places ~ I got a Summer getaway!

She kicked ass as she won over Team Russia during a European Kick Boxing Championship Tournament ~ I write everytime I’m frustrated and want to kick someone’s ass right down the next corner!

She makes a cup of coffee ~ I drink it!

She starts a thought ~ I finish it!

She consumes my condiments ~ I consume her bread!

She likes my rice ~ I like her coffee!

She likes the way I agree to disagree ~ I like the way she convinces me!

She likes my type of crazy ~ Oh, please! She just obviously got no idea that she’s way worse than ever!

A beautiful friendship with a beautiful start. ~ No drama, no bullshit!

And, I will never trade it over anything that may knock on my motor!

“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

 
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Posted by on March 24, 2017 in Lyrics of Life

 

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Message To Self: Never Grow Up

Message To Self: Never Grow Up

​Dear little kiddo,

You have never grown up.

You have always loved the rain because you were never allowed to play in the rain.

You have always brought a chair out in the patio with a cup of coffee during rainy days just to pamper the amniotic tranquility that you feel as you stay indoor during a thunderstorm.

You have always loved to listen to the roaring sound of thunder and watch the immense trail of lightning as you find them intensely beautiful, dramatic and romantic.

You always had those hard times passing standardized exams because you never had a standardized mind.

You have always loved Math, but Math hates you.

You used to sleep in the night with one big book beside your pillow, which pages you randomly flip on to read on a daily basis, Webster’s Unabridged Dictionary.

You used to disappear from most family occasions, gatherings with friends, and from the rest of the world, as you prioritized the figures that should reflect on your Transcript of Records.

You have always believed that there’s a time and place for everything, and it’s called “College.”

You have always earned the taglines weird, nerd, different and freak, because your fields of interest were never the same as of the others.

You never compete instead, you always love to be different.

You never go where the crowd goes, for being in a group usually bores you.

Most of the nights, you lock yourself in your room as you play pretend that you’re in front of a class reporting about the new idea that you just read from a certain online article.

The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat always leave you with awe.

You have always forgotten the details that you just heard from your most recent conversations as you always occupy your thoughts with the details from those conversations that interest you.

You are always seen by the others as “head-in-the-cloud” type of person as your thoughts always wander in mid-day trancé.

You have always paid attention to the hypothetical conversations that keep rolling in your mind.

You have always loved to talk to the character that you created.

You have always wished up on the craters of the Moon instead on stars.

You have always loved to sing in the shower.

You have always loved to eat when no one’s watching.

You have always loved to watch Walt Disney Classic cartoons and Disney Animations.

You easily forgive yet, you hardly forgets.

You have always given everybody the benefit of the doubt.

You have always believed that there is goodness in everybody.

Your heart never hardens as your temper never tries.

You have never grown up.

Stay the same.

I love you just the way you are.

Love,

Your present self

 
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Posted by on February 20, 2017 in Lyrics of Life

 

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