I somehow… really… somehow… never really understand how… made it through my PhD by listening to this soft piano music: Advertisements
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
Every day in the morning, we wake up and would certainly find ouselves in a situation quite different from the previous day. WHY? Because every single day is a different day, there`s no reason why. You ever felt like you want a reason for every thing happening around you? Here are ten things to do when you… Continue reading 6 may 2016 12:07 Ten things to do when you`re down
A clear definition of the word hypocrite: a living being that does not cherish the virture of being true and kind. You see, being hypocritical is a sense of being “true” to noone else but the oneself only, which is mean. It is a character not sent from above, but wrought and woven by our own world… Continue reading 29 Aug 2015 18:18 Our world gives solace to all hypocrites
Feeling is a sensation from inside one`s heart. Now, where does one`s heart lie? I guess the correct answer would be: right here. But, the physical heart pumps blood throughout the body, do you mean that the blood transfuses the dynamics of feelings? Do you mean that emotions are attached to physicality while the blood is… Continue reading 25 Aug 2015 21:27 Keep on feeling nervous