There was once a time when all hopes were on one thing, one person, one time, one moment. Then there came a time when all that once hoped for become the ghost of the hope itself, wherein only shadow lies still in my imagination. Believing that ghost exists would never be enough to cast away… Continue reading There is always Hope
Plain and simple, just want my sutra and my coffee :(
I somehow… really… somehow… never really understand how… made it through my PhD by listening to this soft piano music:
Facing the demon inside of me every single day, life is like taking a walk between water and fire, dangling between life and death. Every waking hour is a mystery, story of destitution and hope. Hope, it is hope that resurrects me. Only hope can bring salvation to me and everyone else ^.^
Seeing pains and sufferings in the depth of my eyes. I know not what lies beyond this depth… which makes it even more painful.
The truth can be hurting, its better that I just remain silent. It is overwhelming, extremely strong, demanding yet eloquent, once the boundary is crossed, there`s no turning back. So, I say let the truth be seen by itself.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, the eyes “smell” the beauty by sight that is without end.
Hopelessness, how does it feel? It sucks, to tell you the truth, now don`t giggle… its true. It sucks, like hell. Like falling off a cliff, hurting your forehead as your hands struggle to clutch on to something at the feet of the cliff. Your hands found nothing to cling on to, as a result,… Continue reading Hopelessness, how does it feel?
No matter how bad people have become, no matter how destructive, how incomprehensible, how terrible…. people have become, and are turning into…. somewhere deep inside my heart, I can hear a voice telling me that things will be alright. I can still the voice of bravery that echoes in the strength of hope. I can… Continue reading Still believing