The Real Culprit

With all the great minds today, there are those, people. They who brought in cases, and they think a lot to find good arguments to counter each other.

They debate, they present their points, they are the intellects.

So many theories and philosophies, so many schools of thinking. They question everything. They answer everything.

And then they ask why can't the world and people unite.

Sometimes I do truly think those people are the real, genuine, evil culprit.

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Sea Them People

Remember when you swim in the sea of people
Sea of people you know
And now that they're gone and you wonder
You wonder where they go

You get back to the shore
You want to make sure
That you're in the right sea
Sea of people you know

Suddenly you know now
That you're somehow
At the wrong place to be

For a reason you might say
Why you cannot stay
And you have to walk away

Swim around find a new home
Sea them people
See who they are
Move on and discover

How does it feel drowned in a sea of new people?
And being left out by your own
You are not one of either of them

So now you know you're alone
You know you can still breathe
The air is a lot fresher, no?

It shouldn't take you long to realize
That the best companion you can ever have
Your best companion is indeed,

You.

Why? Oh, you!

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To love or to hate?

Love life.
People however, you can choose.

You may hear it as selfishness.
But believe me my dear, love yourself before you try to love anyone else.
Selflessness is also a kind of selfishness.
At least to yourself.

We love you if you love yourself, and us after.

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30 hours a day, nine days a week

One day, a desperate man came to see God, as he couldn't think of anything or anyone else could help him. He was so miserable and depressed. God calmed him down and told him to be patient.

"What brings you here?" God asked.

"I have a lot of things to do but I just don't have enough time," said the man.

"How much time did I already gave you on earth?" God asked again.

"24 hours a day, seven days a week," the man answered.

"Not enough? Hurmmm... I will send you to a realm where there is 30 hours a day, nine days a week. Finish your tasks there," said God to which the man replied, "Thank you."

After several weeks of the realm's time, God went to see the man if he had already finished with his tasks.

He hadn't!

"OH MY SELF! How did THAT get in here?" God face-palmed himself in disbelief as he saw the man was looking helplessly at his unfinished works, with Procrastination right beside him.

Dat perfect example of.... me? God, please help.

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Fun song

What the hell do I do that for?
You're just another guy.
Okay you're kinda sexy.
But you're NOT really special.

When there is not much to rant about, maybe sharing lyrics and thoughts about a song suits this blog. Also, the more assuring stuff to put up.

I remember liking this song quite a while back. It never fail to make me feel like this song is super fun. Anyway, just watch the video for the lulz.

You, you're not really special. Just, not.

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Sometimes...

...life is just unfair.

How to wake up every day and live, 
requires more willpower than to die. 

As for dying just requires us to close the opened eyes. 
Stop the heart from beating, 
stop the nose from breathing, 
stop the mind from thinking, 
and stop the soul from believing. 

There, 
you almost die.

To live is to wish. 
To face the world that hungers from your despair. 
The people who eat your fears, 
drink your tears, 
and whisper sorrows in your ears.

Give up. 
That's the easy way out. 
And you'll be out.

While others are striving greatly to win, 
the game of life, 
giving up is not the proper answer.

No.

Just don't.

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Death Comes Knocking

*This is an old entry that I removed from my other blog so as to make space (?) and I think rather than make it closed, I think death stories should be told so that people be more aware of it. Look at your windows. have you never seen death there?

As if you have windows at all to sneak peek. Death is peeking at you.*

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I heard the news carried by the night
the electromagnetic waves translated into bytes
in the form of letters on the wall
of my facebook profile

The two people in my life
faraway but they are family
I don't eat their meal a lot
but the youngest daughter is quite a friend to me

Early morning after fajr prayer
Death comes knocking and they answer
the man off the street lucky but the wife was not
twice hit by blind drivers

ah, the drivers...
maybe they didn't see well in the morning
maybe the(ir) fear was ultimately blinding
maybe conscience went away slipping
maybe they were just, blind

and one is gone but not forever
waiting for her love in the hereafter
God called her and she obeyed
part of her though with her man stayed.

what happened had happened
can't stop it from happening
who lived still lives
can't die it from living

(I always) believe in God who will keep her safe
the ending is forgiveness full of love and grace

Do you even have to... think?

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Quotez

Competition.
It means different things to different people.
But whether to friendly rivalry or fight to the death,
the end result is the same.
There will be winners,
and there will be losers.
Of course the trick is to know which battles to fight.
You see, no victory comes without a price.
*rather repetitive? lol yeah

Everyone's a sinner.
They know what they are doing is wrong and feel guilty about it.
But most sinners share the same thing in common.
They save the guilt for later.

Of course not everyone feels guilt over the bad things they do.
In contrast, there are others who assume more than their share on the blame.
There are others who soothes their consciences with small acts of kindness.
Some tell themselves the sins are justifying.
Finally there are the ones who simply vow to do better next time and pray for forgiveness. Sometimes their prayers are answered.

Not mine. Quoted.

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Competition (quoted)

Competition. It means different things to different people. But whether to friendly rivalry or fight to the death, the end result is the same. 

There will be winners, and there will be losers.

Of course the trick is to know which battles to fight. You see, no victory comes without a price.

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