The Six Paths

The world created in different dimensions, between each layer that made up time. Beyond the spaces that stored mysteries the naked-eye has never seen. For the survival and forever trapped in the cycle of life, to live and die that is.
Allocating souls around the center of the wheel of fates and destiny. Grant an eye that sees the 6 worlds, God realm, Demi-God Realm, Human Realm, Animal Realm, Demon Realm, Hungry Ghost Realm. To witness the truth hidden between the layers of time....

I see the end,

The end, the lights dimmed. Such complexion found under the orange sun, such laughter yet its just a dream. I love the days and the hours that passed like rain, the boredom and loneliness that kept me accompany. Why am i still yet so stubborn? Dancing by the river side, i see many men with masks. The crows and the sky played the rhythms; and here comes the ache in my back again... Don't i deserve more than this?

Donuts

The donuts filled with different taste, the green the blue the pink and the black. The sweet chocolate melts after the first bite, whats inside starts flowing to clothe your tongue in an urban delight. The Wars coming to an end, yet the numbered days seem far too a many or just too long. The little impatient me spend hours and hours of doing nothing; making empty promises to myself, speaking of how the battle would be won. I curse the days the hours took a hold of me, i cant believe my life is to end like this. The a lofting feeling is taking over my insides, yet strapped down by heavy weights. What am i to do?

In the rain.

I walked under the rain today. After history paper, i felt kinda heavy while my head spun. I remember cheering when i saw drops coming down from the sky; rain always has its soothing effects on me. The soft hue colors of the now setting sun, don't know why, the rain isn't cheering me up as i had expected it would. Taking the long route home, i detoured to one of the stalls south of my school. Bought a coke and continued walking through the park not far beside it. The trees seemed to move away before me; birds sat on telephone cables as if mocking me. The leaves fell and i heard weak hustles in the distance. Even the winds are talking; whats not to laugh about a fool? The roads, the houses, the pavement, the rocks, the stones and the dust; stood rather still and rather silent today. Everything around me seemed deserted and lonely; no, I'm the lonely one.....

Stars

My English essay today...

Stars, the tiny lights that filled the dark nights, sparkling and twinkling above the sky. After all, they were once known as the guardian angels of the night. Sitting by the window, i looked up to the starry night sky, wondering what mysteries lie beyond those sparkling eyes.
Living in a realistic world, i can't help but to find those twinkling stars my source of relaxation. being a man of dreams, the night sky filled with stars, motivated my dreams. Some say that the stars held memories and that every twinkle represented a piece of memory present in our hearts.
Come to think of it, the world began under the eye of heaven, guarded by the angels of the night. All that has happened from the beginning to the present, the sky had seen it all. The stars recorded them as witnesses to the events leading up to the modern world. Or so to say, they were the keepers of time.
For many years, looking up to the dark starry sky calmed me down and soothed my every nerves. Scientists claim that the stars are moving further away from us by the minute, even as we speak. Did the stars finally grow weary of our world or rather our time is running out?
Maybe its because that everyone is trying hard to move on; to forget the past. Forgetting the past literally meant risking to repeat it. Explains why the stars are losing their sparkle and slowly fading away.
Everything happens for a reason, if only we looked for the reason before judgment. But for a man like me, a cup of tea under the black starry sky and dreaming of a more peaceful reality was enough for one day.
I remembered once i was flipping through my book of astronomy, and that those tiny sparkles as seen to our naked eye formed galaxies of enormous size and that we are nearly invisible among the millions that formed the universe. It is definately a vast place beyond the limits of our imagination. I can't help but to wonder the possibilities of our existence in this big big universe and that possibly everything now are just nothing but mere illusions or imagination of another...

The First battle...

War drums rolled and stormed the atmosphere, smell of metallic blood filled the air. Thick smoke clouded the distant view; such desperate times. Arrows filled the skies, robbing it of its light, and the next thing you know; the sky was raining arrows. "ARCHERS ON THE EASTERN WALL!!!" Explosions arose dust that blurred visibility and thunderous earthquakes followed thereafter. Hacking through the never ending numbers, crossing swords; limbs and blood splattered. "HOLD THEM!! ARMAIA MUSTN'T FALL!!!! HOLD!!!" Beneath the walls, the never ending black waves continued to storm the walls. It was then, a particular one with a torch in its hand, it march steadily towards the eastern wall; their morales climbed while ours fade away. A flash of light, and a horrible jerk came from the ground. Big chunks of debris flew everywhere after a horrific roar; the eastern wall came tumbling down. "Fall back!! FALL BACK!!!" the soldiers cried in among their ranks "The courtyard is lost! Fall back and hold them there!!!" The battle continued; can we survive? Such words of desperation yet its only just the first day; afterall, the battle had just begun....

Can't Move....

The hours went away, drawing closer to the day; the day in which we call, the beginning of an end. Yet, my body is not functioning the way it should. Whats the cause of this sudden lack of motivation and mobility? Feeling my muscles dying as i lay on my bed, the skies above me spun around and i felt the weight of the world. Maybe, im just sad or pissed at whats been happening to me lately. Can i win? This war? It seems meaningless yet meaningful at the same time. Whats my reason to fight? What?!!

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