Over the days, the Rainbow and the Sun

Recent mishap turned out to be a blessing in disguise. For a man that believes not in God, yet for some reason can't deny his existence. Maybe my interpretation of God's very different from others but what the heck, its not God we're touching on today. Reality is only what the mind perceives. Focusing on the bad stuff would only bring more bad stuff; like a magnet. So recently, i've spent sleepless nights revisiting the past. And i realized just how much i've been complaining over the years, whether consciously or unconsciously, i was complaining nevertheless. I failed to do something i've learnt firsthand during my life's harsh experiences; that is to be appreciative. Well, i just want to say thank you to all those whose been with me during my silly moments, my drama days, my excessive complains, my lonely days, happy ones, sad ones. Thank you for being there, although i may not have been there when you needed me, but nevertheless thank you so very much for being there for me. Although, not many has appeared and contributed in my life cept a few, and to the others, thank you for appearing even for the very least. Theres a few who are very close to me, yet i shut them out from time to time whenever they got an inch closer. I guess its just me and my safety protocol. Well, either way, my dear fellow blog readers, thank you so much over the years for reading all those nonsensical crap, ryhmes and whatever i've written (ifs theres actually anyone reading my blog...) well i will be closing my blog down soon. There's just too many adjustments to make....

Regards with lotsa love,
Munky

Dreams again?

A long stretch of corridor; the many rooms by its side. Staring at the door not far ahead, the memories starts filling in. Hidden regrets beneath that smile; will evrything be all right? As the cigerate burns, turning to ashes, nicotine comforts the mind, body and soul. Of nothing but wonders and dreams. The road ahead seems so uncertain. Whats beyond that door? Breathing, the inspiration fades away within that smoke whose presence is only but for a moment. All those regrets fell with the ashes. Maybe its time for another dream? The tiles on the floor danced elegantly;
when the wind blows, the rose withers yet its seed planted, awaiting a new birth. Every end may just be another beginning of seemingly another dream....

"In this given life, the blessings recieved by humanity are nothing more than empty promises of a virtual salvation made to believe its reality..."

Peace

Deep in slumber; dreaming of a more peaceful reality. The clouds gathered just when the sun rises. Humans and creatures alike moved away from the now rising tides. Thunder roared, and lights flashed. And soon, the rain fell. It was as though the sky was mourning; as the clouds gathered, only small rays of light managed to shine through revealing the burning grounds; the aftermath of war. Soft footsteps could be heard, crunching the burnt leaves and other debris. There were three; "I can't believe it, theres nothing left..." one of the three cried out, punching a partially burnt tree in its trunk. "Yahiko...." the only girl in the group sighed, moving towards Yahiko with her arm around his shoulder. "Would you stop crying Nagato?" snapped Yahiko suddenly, looking sternly at the boy with shoulder length hair, his eyes were hidden behind that fringe that only tears were visible.

*to be continued

God

I can hear bells ringing, waking me up from my slumber. Its funny how hard i tried to believe that we humans can live in a world without ever having the need to wear a mask. The more i tried, the more i realized how important it was; especially in this corrupted world. Always i debated about how "God" was imperfect, and yet out of all those mishap I've grown in a way wanting to be that "God". I seek authority and power, not over anyone else, but my own. I complained alot; thats just because im not strong enough. I've played games all my life, now I'm wishing I hadn't. All that nicotine spoke to me, convincing me ever so strongly to stop after each puff i took. Thoughts ran through my head, I wanted Peace. Im just a man struggling to make a difference, although I know very well that I'm inevitably in the higher's game. Skeletons in my closets are now too big for me to hide...

My Hollow Part 2

Clouds above my sky;
intermittent moonlight shone,
Little by little the empty forest
I held my head with my hands,
the pain was getting too much.
By the hills not faraway.
the wolves howled to the moon;
"To Its Beauty Untouchable"
The owls hooted as it watched,
I was covered in darkness...
the tress rustled,
as though singing to me of my past.
White substance continued to engulf me
It was inevitable;
The Hollow Within Me...

My Hollow

Alot of people passing by the window, the crowds gathered as events were being held. More and more i feel, those moments of chaos are wraped strongly around peace. Or rather, sometimes, when things seems all just so wrong, you can find a little peace within that mess. Deep within that darkness, the cold shivers; i hear a voice calling to me. It seems as though its trying to tell me something; his name. My dreams....

Days

I've been going about many things, to a point where it has already become a habit. Sometimes you just feel weird or empty when you act silly for a day. I don't know where is this coming from but all im seeing now is the half setting sun. The now rising tides, the disappearing moon and those bugs that cricks at night. As time goes by, so slowly, and time can do so much. What is it that all life seeks to pursue, what are those things in which we dream of, the type of virtual reality that empowers our drives, calms our fear and feeds us energy? Those mishap never seem to end, yet its because of those mishaps i've learnt never to give up. Had my mini olympics in the store today, "panting" as i struggled to get all that polos back in their places.

Somehow i feel, persistency is the thing im missing....

Summer 2009