Is it possible?

or is it imagination?
because u think that the people in the world are out there to get you. when the case is,nobody really gives a shit.more importantly, you are hallucinating because what you see is not really what you're getting.
paranoia?
because u are stuffed with negative energy. You think that everyone has a black heart and nobody is up to anything good. All are self-centered, all are careless. Somebody wants to hurt you just for the sake of hurting you.
karma?
because you believe that you were once an asshole.or still is.who knows?
Expectations.
is 'suppose' to be bad,but when you speak of it to the believers,they say,"whats wrong with having a little faith/hope on something?" well,there's really nothing wrong to it,but the line is just too darn thin between hoping and expecting.

seriously,where should we stand?

"Cause everything looks perfect ....."

...."from far away, come down now......."

If it weren't for technological advancements of picture-taking and video-recordings, would we have the same sense of appreciation for those 'past moments' that had once made a difference in our lives?
in our everyday quest in which we hunt for that 'meaning' and 'purpose' in our respective lives, we ever so often not realize that we ARE in fact, gradually collecting those pieces of reasoning that substantiates our believe system.
When we rewind those winding thoughts, you realize..
It is those precious little fragments
that steals a frown away.
and cracks into a sudden smile.

To those 'special ones' who had once shared "such great heights" with thy soul....


...may these 'once upon a time' great wonders assist us as we continue bouncing off each passing cloud.

Friday night with Abubu.

*This is Abubu.

It was yet another Friday night here in KL,with nothing but the silent air surrounding his air. He was determined to stay away from the society on this one night, just because there wasn't really any reason to go out. *Abubu was going through the online Malaysia airlines directory,and decided to check out how much it would cost to fly back to Buenos Aires. It was really because he really wanted to know what it would cost/take to take that plunge again,to return to that side of the world..
Abubu got a shock of his life when he saw that the price(plus return) was stated RM9800++.

"Oh my F#%^kin god",he exclaimed.

Since his return, he perpetually questioned himself in his EVERYDAY life, WHY in the world did he ever leave that place? When he actually found something that made him happy. Now,the thought of returning seems like a long time process. How was it possible that you can say,"i had the time of MY LIFE" and yet in the next moment just throw it all away? Bounded by the idea of responsibilities.society's expectations.

expectations.a positive idea that turned ugly in time.

Why do we get nervous with the thought of actually being happy? When you reach the extreme levels of happiness,in which you never dreamed of attaining..why do you take a step back to speculate on the 'actuality' of the situation?
Why should there always be a doubt behind every smile?

Abubu couldn't' help but sigh,and thought,"i should have stayed on".






*name has been altered for privacy purposes.haha.

You know what can NEVER go wrong?

the beatles baby.





..Great musicians that created music for ALL occasion.all emotion.


..ever felt like you were born in the wrong era?
..or craved so much for the possibility of a time-machine.

(back to the future movie previewed yearrrssss ago,so did donnie darko and stephen hawking and all that jazz)
when oh when would time travel be a part of 'reality'?