its about time
yes its been long since i wrote here...
i live by the pulse
good timing bad timing
why god?
many times when i have followed others
shall i be flattered or shall i be betrayed
on my way back from my moms on the bike tonight
passion like fire
manys months have passed... many journeys taken.
blue
the moon shines not of its own source
less and more come together
ok.
this moment or that?
water flowing
i am now sitting in a mall
how i come out with these titles
there is no consequence
emotions running through the fingers
doesnt it make you think why good things always come to an end?
the words below are from a song i treasure
why is it that when we were kids
a picture of an old woman
walking, sleeping, working
everything around us is a message
words are manifestation
desires from within
shadows cast upon a brick wall
i live to see to hear to learn
life would be so boring without colours
why do i always feel like i could be more interesting
many months in a strange land has taken me into umpty unfamiliar situations
tick tock tick tock...
days have past since i last wrote
so after the mountains... i went para gliding. and felt sick.
a little heart beating so fast
the train comes
it has been a very rewarding yet a very upsetting day for me...
ah...so today i walked into a tibetan temple in my estate....
was feeling really uneasy all day yesterday...
moving and moving...
last march...
i was shopping in chinatown today.
down with a cold... not fun.
when i fly
how should i know?
well, i must get used to writing here...
space. there is no limit in space. the vastness of space is how you see it and how much you allow it to come to you... no words can describe my journey yet i am still attempting to write it here... maybe however much i write may reach out to you, even the slightest is more than enough....