Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Mi Casa

A couple of evenings ago, I raced downstairs to my mini-backyard.Only because orange'y-shady lights kept peeking through my room's curtain.
As If it was trying to tell me, "hey, stop and look at me"..
and so I did.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

The Unconcious Moon Sign?

So apparently the conscious astrology sign we ever so often pay attention to is the Sun sign. Yabby and I were discussing the relevance of our 'unconcious' side that depicts the way we tend to handle our lives- The moon sign. click.

cheryl yab says (2:00 PM):
DEFINITELY CANCER
cheryl yab says (2:00 PM):
YOU READ AND YOU WILL KNOWWWWW


and so,i Read:

MOON IN CANCER

Your personality is very similar to a person whose Moon is in Taurus. You are both great fans of relaxation and satisfaction. However you are different in that you lack either the stability or stubbornness of Taurus, (unless your Sun or Ascendant is in fact Taurus!) Your personality is rather supple and flexible. You are quite emotional. Your surroundings play a large role in your mood. When you are at home, or somewhere comfortable, you can be quite sociable, friendly and charitable. However when your environment tends to be less comforting, you tend to hide yourself. You are conservative in nature. You may be close to your family, your mother in particular. You may be strongly attached to her, and may bear a strong resemblance to her with regards to your personality. Unless the Sun was in Leo, Aries or Sagittarius (these Signs are noted for their independence) when you were born, taking advice from others and following through on others plans will bring you good luck. You are very perceptive about others feelings. This makes you a good actor or mimic. This sensitivity also may be an indication of psychic abilities. You are strongly attracted to water, whether you are aware of it or not. You may live or vacation near large bodies of water, and may enjoy travelling by ship.

I don't believe in justifying my life with these 'predictions' of people personalities. But who thought about them in the first place, how do we ever know its True,Truth?
I balled down to the idea that perhaps we will never know, but its still very much relevant to most people's life. Because you find these words that 'strike' you. That you can somehow relate to. In the end of the day, its all a choice,once again. You choose what makes sense to you, and filter the parts that don't mean anything.

*back to work. *grin*

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Favourite Section..

..of the 24 hour cycle would have to be around 5-ish pm, when the sun is laying lower into the sky..Especially on the days you go home from work,amidst the unavoidable KL traffic crawl. I can't help but be so drawn to the colours in the sky. the sun hides itself in between the layers of puffy white clouds and geometrical buildings .I squint my eyes to stare into the sun for the longest I can take before the white spots appear.
"It's so pretty, I need to absorb everything".
and then, The clouds somehow form 3-dimensional images that I only see in my dreams.

I am driving accompanied by music selections that vibrates at the right momentum through my entire body. All the congestion before my eyes eventually fades away into another dimension, as I willingly float away into a different zone. Driving my way into the direction where my agendas have assigned me to. Moving to where I'm 'suppose' to Be.
The sky is with me wherever I go, and so, 'it's okay'.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

I'm thinking..

Sept,08- Last flight home.
do you remember that time?
When your eyes were laid
on the most unimaginable sight
you had ever imagine?
All you could feel
was this desperation,
a cry for answers.
"could this really be true?"
Left so frozen inside,
to just hold,
the self from exploding.
A feeling so great,
you learned,
a new way to being alive.
All you can see,
is but a dream,
of silent breaths,
When all your knowledge
of 'truth'
had been reborn
into revelations.
You open new doors
to the world of possibilities,
you think to yourself,
"so this was why
this life was worth living for".
only for those
meaningless days to wear off,
to granting reasons
to stay alive.
It melts away
your illusionary walls,
masks we wear every day.
Only to be so distant,
yet so close to 'home'.
of undying serenity,
uplifting you sky high..

Moments.

The magical Guarda de Embau. Held the strangest yet strongest energy, especially during winter, because the little village was almost empty.Somehow, it was The emptiness that had made the difference."It was there and then, I stopped breathing and felt 'home' "

Monday, January 5, 2009

Grateful.

To have been surrounded by musicians on various occasions.
Those chord-like voices, those delicate guitar strums.
those beating-drum momentums, those dancing-fingers on piano.
How you use your physicality as a vehicle to your inner-self.
to share a story through vibrations.
Its always an honour to be acquainted with individuals that has the soul for music.
To my friends who has the gift of crafting melodies,I salute you.
And thank you for sharing those musical moments with me.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Bem vindo 2009~

After reminiscing with 08',we agreed that last year was one of the best year for one to not forget.
Who would have thought that greatness in life are nothing but within your hands and would appear when least expected.
"Freedom" became a whole new terminology I came in terms with.
To free yourself from restraining thoughts is to move forward into new beginnings.
Free yourself from ideas that were never really true in the first place.
Up until experiences came by and told you what it should truly feel like.
And then we learn.
we learned.

only to re-pack our baggages by throwing out the unnecessary and stuffing in our fresh needs.
To game ourself for yet another venture into the unknown.
so, We bid farewell to one another, I kindly welcomed 09's as it made its way through the red carpet laid out. Whatever you may bring,I'm ready to do my part in living by the days.
To strive for more moments to savour into my little memory box.