The Unfamiliar

I don't want to travel all around the world just so I could meet new people and delve into new cultures, I don't care for such things, I never did. I would however love to reside elsewhere and new people could meet me. I would just be another face they see as they pass by— I would just be the unfamiliar. What I want is to start over, to be a stranger in a foreign land.

Breathe, love

If two people want each other enough, they'll brave through it all. 

So, breathe.

The Watchers

Sometimes I've thought about how difficult it is being parents. Having to love what they've made only to let it go when the time comes and the time will come, no matter what. Imagine having to take care of your babies from the day they were born. Within those years of raising them, you taught them how to eat, you taught them how to read and how to speak.

You taught them everything they know. And you use everything you've got to protect them because you know better, you know what kind of evil walks this earth. You want absolutely nothing to harm your children. But then one day, they turned 12 or 18 and they start thinking that they know what's best for them and you have no other choice but to set them free, little by little.

Painful is it not? Having to love what you've made to the point of madness only to let it go.

When we grow, we'd reach an age where we want to live a life of our own but we forgot what it must feel for them. We writhe in pain after a heartbreak of losing someone we've known and loved for a year or two. The heartbreak of losing someone you've made and raised must be terrifyingly agonizing. One day they wake up and all they could do is pray for you and hope whatever the outside world has to offer you, is nothing else but the best.

Humans can only take so much pain and having to go through such an emotional journey, one they've foreseen mind you— believe me when I say that your parents are the strongest people you know.

To my parents, I want to thank you for raising me and I am terribly sorry for what you had to go through.

Someone

Be with someone whose stupid lame jokes never failed to crack you up — not because it's bloody hilarious, sometimes it's not even something you'd generally find funny but because your stupid heart blooms when he or she laughs. That's when you thought, "Hey I want this for the rest of my life".

Above the sky

They say when one door closes, another opens. But if there isn't any in sight, perhaps we ought to create one. Perhaps we ought to create several and choose the one we like better. Because we deserve the future we dream of having no matter how ridiculously large and unreachable it seems. All it takes is an undying effort. Everything is impossible until it is not. They say it is preposterous until a man actually landed on the moon. Bottom line is, they don't shape your future. Fuck them.

Sometimes

Sometimes I tend to miss things I've never done before like wrapping 

my arms around pieces of clouds or jumping from one hill to another. 

And things I've never had like the Easy-Bake oven that makes tiny little 

chocolate cakes or those hundreds of dollars stashed under my bed.

We're made out of pieces, millions of tiny pieces stitched together. And if you think about it, you're never broken, just reincarnated.

Note on memories

I believe that music plays a big role in experiences especially the right songs for the right moments. Where the lyrics and the melody just understood you. They mark certain events in your life and one day, by no one's fault, you'd find yourself in a corner or in the back seat of a car or in the middle of a crowded place accidentally listening to a song playing in the background that instantaneously reminds you of the state you were in once before and just like that you relive it once more. Over and over again for as long as your mind could contain the memories of the past. Perhaps that is a good way to be reminded, perhaps that is the only way to appreciate how far you've come along since then. That you've made it and you'll keep making it till the end of time, that all you have to do is keep walking, living and collect memories along the way. That's what's life's all about anyway. And then you die which is rather cruel. To be born only to walk towards death each and everyday, leaving people you've met, affected, loved— leaving them all behind. Beautifully depressing is it not? The life we're made to live. 

Damn hipsters

Mentality

The mentality of people nowadays are not only baffling but also infuriating — especially the newly pious. Which has led to abhorrence and that isn't something anyone should want in an already debased world.  Things are looking rather glum now, with all the shrivelled minds out there, nitpicking on everything and everyone. Having to preach on how one has to live one's life the right way. If having to live right doesn't sound too bad then perhaps having to eat the correct way or think the right way will change your mind. What I believe is happening is all the knowledge coming from a great number of people. Which isn't supposed to be a bad thing but humans being humans made it all so difficult by going to the extreme. Isn't religion supposed to unite? Has religion ever taught you to look down on others or shame them because they don't live the kind of life you do? What's happening now is majority of believers are too into the afterlife that they don't care much about their current. To simply put, they don't give a crap about human relations when in truth a good character needs to be portrayed to well-reflect the teachings of one's religion, to set a good example as to pique the interest of non-believers into learning the same thing. What they're doing now, with their close-mindedness is chase them away. What they are now are believers whose faith are running so thin that anything puny and unnecessary could set them off. You don't have to agree with me but if you take a moment to observe your surroundings, to read the headlines of the news today, to read the words published online by the people, you will see. That today, unlike the times before, we live amongst extremists and judgmental do-gooders. Most of them are those who have just started to learn. I believe in order to save the world start by saving yourself which many of us have forgotten to do.

Question

The maddest thing a person could do is stop another from questioning one's belief to "avoid" deviation. To question is to understand and when there's curiosity, there's potential. Just because you do not have the answer, does not mean nobody does. 

Religion will always be a controversial topic, I can't quite fathom why. When it is something for the soul. That's not even the worst part— Apparently being controversial alone isn't enough, many a times, humans go against each other for not sharing the same beliefs. They wage wars, they take lives of innocent people, children! Everything in the name of religion. But isn't that a contradiction? Isn't that inhumane? Isn't that the complete opposite of what they've learnt and what has been taught? They think it's okay to use religion as an excuse for anything, an excuse to be murderers, an excuse to throw judgments or simply think they are above it all. They use religion to play god after they've learnt His teachings.

And then there are the godless ones. The ones that have been condemned for as long as I can remember because they have a different thinking. They are deemed to be immoral for not having a divine power as a guide but rather having themselves as one. But know that, the many godless people I've met happenned to be the kindest people in my life. 

So, question. Question everything, till you reach an understanding. Or else, you're only being fed and one day you might choke. 

Immortal

Mik Everett once said "If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die." I like that saying because I couldn't agree more. You can never die. Both joy and pain that have been brought upon will leave an everlasting scar ergo words of you will never stop being written and you'd live on forever. Your touch can take up to 4 and a half pages, I could write more on the way you lie down still with your eyes closed and then comes your laughter — my goodness, I could write a whole damn book about it. 

They ran amok, disturbingly eager to be enslaved by the gods amongst man. How curious, I thought but then again it is money and power that makes a fool.

Skyfall

Maybe we shouldn't let the "What ifs" get in the way because if we ponder upon that, we'll waste the beauty of the present, we'll end up afraid of trying. Perhaps if we were to question that, we should just allow it to be. 

What if the sky falls? Then the sky falls. 

We'll get to it when we cross that bridge.

Time of Death

We say I love you,

every chances we get.

Sometimes thrice a minute, 

even in a dispute.

They'd think it's childish

but children aren't foolish.

Says Time—
He waits for no one.

Says Death—
Neither does he.

Quite an escapade is it not?

Our demons in the same playground.

Who would have thought.

Maybe I'll never be fine, that even when I am, I'm not. But at least I'll have you for as long as I do. That alone, the thought of a possibility of always having you with me, will keep me still and myself at bay.

I photograph things that matter to me, something I hold most dear and that is why most of the time, what you see is me.

Words become inadequate 
when it comes to us

When I'm gone

My written thoughts will find a home in the back of your minds, they will reside in the corner of your hearts thus —

I shall live when I pass, I shall live forever.

And if ever your tongue calls out my name, do not speak of me but rather speak of what I spoke of, speak of the intricate subjects my mind has touched. Speak of my opinions, my philosophies, my beliefs but do not speak of me. Speak of the idea of me. For who I am isn't worth your time but what I am, is.