Let the Whispers Co-exist

You took the plunge,
into what you had initially imagined to be delinquent.
Once embarked on the journey,
you found no way to look back or forth,
but rather to remain at present.
The problem with these rides,
lies in the way it leaves you in solitude.
All the fast movements,
rushing through so that you're never stagnant.
We keep pacing,
only to forget as well as to be reminded.
I'm starting to hear the beginning of the echoes,
and I'm well prepared.
Simultaneously aware
that these preparations may eventually,
mean nothing when faced with the real situation.
I'm hearing the whispers now,and they're getting louder.
I watched the words move in the form of sound.
I'm sorry but I cannot stop moving.
Forgive the fact that I glance over far too often,
yet throttle full-force ahead.
Pinning down fearless vibes,
only to take in everything with all your heart.

That's a Good Moment right there

Parting from another Paradise.

People tell me that I'm privileged to have seen and been to the places that I have visited. I often see this particular look in their eyes when they say these words to me. My weakness is that I search for this other look of understanding because I want to share what I had felt.
I question that search all the time, with all these contradicting thoughts.
A lot of times I'm not sure what it means to 'work hard' in our daily responsibilities. But I feel the struggle of desire and want, which is perhaps the essence of this effort we endure in our everyday lives.
A recent spontaneous decision had brought me back to the feeling of greatness, where the word 'paradise' was re-defined yet again. I've been labeling far too many places 'paradise' and I continue to seek for other forms of expression for those sacred destinations. Will I ever reach this one fine day that Paradise no longer strikes my attention?
I highly doubt that.
Forget conventional talks about astrology,but I'd like to pick out one element about Aquarians whereby they are absolutely drawn to water. I don't know how true this means of categorization may be, but I really believe in that theory. Once again,its feelings that I don't have words for.

I've always had a good balance for discipline aside from my aimlessness. When I space out(as what people always claim of me) I find my way back here to this so-called reality. But I have been procrastinating like never before, and taking my responsibilities with far too little care. I can't help but think,that maybe these duties of mine no longer makes sense to me. they are no longer important because there's just so much more out there to live for. Sure, I've been told that it's all just a phase and soon enough as age starts to catch up, I'll forget this mentality of mine and succumb to the majority.
I'm sorry, but that there, is my struggle,my fight in this life. To be able to live in the way that I want to live,regardless of the warnings and do's/don'ts you claim I should follow.
How easy it is to live without making these mistakes.How boring our memories will be without these wrong-doings.

I remember how it felt to be heart-broken through human relationships. But have you ever had your heart broken by an experience?
To part away from "such great heights", we put ourselves through it only make a reminder that that's our reason to live.
We break away from all these good moments only to learn to appreciate them on greater extents in future.
We say goodbye, only to find a way to say hello again.

You're environment is so crucial to the way you plan to live, and if we don't realize that..I'd say we're just wasting away the best things that life has to offer. and it's unfortunate that sometimes,we don't learn to be happy for others, as much as we can be happy for ourselves.

I'll get over this framework that seems as though time had stopped. It's pretty great to feel like you're in a vacuum every now and then.

Only then,we remember what it means to feel Alive.

Room Window

Every evening, anticipate a new masterpiece in the sky. All that's missing from this window view is my beach and mountains.

You're Inspiring.

I get an odd sense of adrenalin when I encounter individuals who embark on a life mission in the name of passion. All these information I absorb, only to learn, and discover the variable ways people tend to live their lives.
So I'm a listener, not merely through sound and vision, but also through empathy.
It's easy to complicate this connection with emotions, but that's really not the point.

Recently, I've engage in a series of events that made my path collide with another scavenger. Hungry and yearning to make 'living' the best that it can be imagined to be. Those surprise appearance of the previous actors, to new-found candidates, and eventually, the potential participants. All of which carry stories with them. And when these tales make extraordinary sense to you, it's difficult to not be amazed.
Slightly skeptical for not being able to believe immediately, and simultaneously, bearing these conflicted voices that's dying to explain how well we get it.

"I understand what you're saying, and more importantly, I GET IT".
These words are not enough to describe the way I can relate to what you've said. And I guess, I just wanted you to know that.
..and may I quote:
"Every once in a while, it turns out that you say “wow, I got that feeling that I wanted, what I felt when I saw that scene.”

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So How do u want to Live?

Have you ever reached that point in life,where you begin to worry about the insufficiency of Time?
It feels almost like a dilemma, where your uncertainties question the rationale you built as a reason to live. Not merely live, but to live in the best way you could, as well as you can, to endure a sense of satisfaction. It's a feeling of reward when achievements are made.
What if you had always felt matured and wary of your entire being ever since you were born. You were absolutely conscious of every experience until the very day today.
But then suddenly, when you think about tomorrow, and the after years that you have no control of, you can't help but feel hopeless. Not necessarily the negative kind, but rather the ambiguous nausea you get when faced with a situation that you cannot grasp onto. Because it is simply beyond your control.
I'm not going to lie, growing older scares me.
Maybe not so much the numbers, but just the fact that you've lived so much that you're just overwhelmed.
Sometimes far too extreme for the emotions to handle.
I can't help but question, will I have to look back someday to something great that I had let go off? That I had succumb to 'reality' because of all these rules and logic to how the chronology of life events are suppose to be? Had I been too weak that I refused to follow my instincts? It seems that when tied down to a monotonous flow, you get stuck into these recycled thoughts.
Do you ever look to your parents or the othersm and secretly hope that you will never end up like them?
Not because you're insulting their ways, but you'd just rather not end up not knowing how to believe. These state of limbos force you to make sure that you make the best decisions. Choices you perceive as circumstances that you're willing to accept.
Are you going to forget to tell yourself how to live through desires?

Music re-Discovery

We find different ways to collect music from various sources,only to find ourselves stuck in a situation where you no longer know what you want to listen to. It amazes me to how my gallery of heard and unheard melodies had been unsatisfying for the past weeks. Every time I find something new, which is fairly often, it had not stuck around as long as I wished it would.
Last night, I rediscovered music that shook me to the core.
And I'm listening to them right about now. Call me dramatic, but I get this crazy urge to just break-out into tears just by listening to my new found discovery. I'm so happy and I don't have the words for it and even the weak reaction of 'sharing with the other' is not gonna help. because there's just something about these tunes that speaks to my soul. And excuse my exaggeration, but I'm grateful for this relief.
I can't pretend that these words don't sound corny, but I'm even smiling as I'm typing.
AHHhHhhhhhhh.................~

Rewind,please?

I wonder, what is it about spreading our arms that resembles this sense of 'freedom'? It's amazing how this action tends to accommodate this undefined feeling we encounter on those rare moments.

I miss it :)

Tranquilized.

Lately it feels as though I'm living in a vacuum. There are these moments where I engage myself into thinking that I'm on an agenda. That I have something worth pursuing in these seconds and minutes that are supposedly precious. I'm conscious of the fact that it's half past a year and I'm not quite sure where the months had gone to. No doubt 2010 is not something I'm looking forward to. Not because of cynicism really,but as it is, its even difficult to tie down something to look forward to in the next week. All these prep talk of self-realization and acceptance is really not the point. On one hand it seems as though you're living in the past guarded by denial while on the other, you're just stranded when you don't design goals to reach for.
If I could make a report to show the number of situations that reminded me of my uncertainties, it'd probably be a substantial one. Ironically, I'm suppose to be at the stage where I'm wary of my responsibilities to my future.
Well,I'm sorry but It's still bleak.
They are saying that I'm a wishful thinker and that soon enough, I'll be long gone from this phase.
And when I defend my standings, I get thrown back with a sympathetic expression and those I-know-something-you-don't-know-smile, "yeah...We'll see".
I've identified the cause to these never-ending wanders of mine. Everything else becomes a problem when the very core of your believe does not recognize the meaning to what is right and wrong. When everything is justified as questionable, you're basically doomed.
Ofcourse It's easier to believe! Ofcourse!
They are starting to notice that I think everything is an illusion. And as i laugh along with the humour of that perception, I can't help but overhear the voices of worry inside.
This is my battle to deal with perhaps, and as long as I can distinguish the differences and hold up this way of life, I'll be okay.

I hope your Happy..

..because after all, that IS the point,right? You choose to be alone in order to obtain ultimate freedom in making uncompromisable decisions. To have the liberty to decide solely based on the self, without having to worry about emotions tied to the other. Our supposed prime time is NOW, and if we don't make it happen while we're capable of it, we'd have to wait on something so ambiguous that may end before u even know it.
The sacrifice made is kept inside guided by this mentality that 'its for the better'. Really. And eventually you evolve according to those thoughts and just, make it work. That's our ability to survive, and more importantly, to progress.
So don't wait around for the 'what ifs' that makes it all blurry and just move forward. Any second you develop a sense of doubt, you make sure you run faster to that direction, with all your might and will.
And if you crash,
you'd probably tumble back down between laughter and tears. You decide what it should mean to you.
In the end of the day, a choice you had to make is all you ever have to deal with. Everything after should be a follow up until you reach another junction that requires another judgment from you.

Lately Felt Alived

Made yet another trip down to the East Coast.Never knew that Kuantan had its hidden beauty, until someone revealed the secret.Its always liberating when you start an early morning journey accompanied by the sun rising skies. Who would have thought that it only takes a 3 hour drive to a more laid-back serene environment which makes you question the congestion encountered in the city.

The unexpected trip to Yogyakarta was an unusual eye-opener. It was a good idea in the beginning to set aside all potential expectations to create an open heart. True enough, the city had brought a reminder to the existence of minority communities that live far beyond what we imagine. We take a step back into what we use to remember of simplicity. The opportunity to come in terms with other beings who strive for their passion brings inspiration to our believes. Our world here is way too small to conclude its sufficiency in our understandings. There's just no reason to why a person should say 'no' to the invites into the best things in life that we tend to forget.
A fragment of time can mean more than a full-length eternity. Experiences that demand re-occurrences.
IT is true that the camera plays a tiny role in preserving these memories. After a while it fades into a blurry state of mind. And because of that, we begin yet another mission of achieving a different version of history.