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Monday, November 17, 2014

Fall in love with yourself

Why do you care what people think?
Are you hooked up to their leash? 
You know anklebiters ate up your personality. 

What do you actually expect? 
A broken mirror to reflect? 
You know, anklebiters gave you a false perception. 

Fall in love with yourself. 
Because someday you’re gonna be 
The only one you’ve got. 
Someday you’re gonna be 
The only one you’ve got. 

Why you wanna please the world 
And leave yourself to drop dead? 
Someday you’re gonna be 
The only one you’ve got. 

Anklebiters! Anklebiters! 
Someday you’re gonna be alone! 

When they try to bite our ankle again, maybe we can try kicking their sorry face away.

Monday, November 3, 2014


It feels like mutual understanding is rather rare nowadays. I have yet to see people or a group of people or even a community that really understands each other up to the extent they stop hurting.

"You hold the answers deep within your own mind. 
Consciously, you've forgotten it. 
That's the way the human mind works. 
Whenever something is too unpleasant, 
to shameful for us to entertain, we reject it. 
We erase it from our memories. 
But the imprint is always there."
Evanescence - Understanding

Nice. Maybe we can even select which one of our friends for us to remember, and which ones to forget, just because they are unpleasant? Humans are disgusting sometimes.

But the beauty of the mystery lies within itself. Human mind is brave enough to explore, at some rate. Yet it always afraid.

It's true. We are afraid of things we don't know and what we are not part of. We don't understand, so we reject them to keep them away.

So as to make sure we are safe from harm they may bring, or maybe safe from nothing at all. Those somethings that may not even exist.

But hey, at least we are comfortable, to be around things we know, so as to live in a rather closed home, than to explore the outside world.

It may be dangerous out there, dear. We said. 
They might hurt us, dear. We said. 
We say about those we don't know about.

We are human. Misunderstanding everything. That's what we do best.

Ever wonder why there are many problems?
Listening half, understanding quarter, telling double.