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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A Thousand Roses;
The colors the red sky fill,
Many hearts a broken song,
A rhyme long forgotten...
scents of the summer,
descends to days of a winter,
buds of may,
flowers and wine in dismay;
or such just a stage play?

A few hundred miles...

The dreams ended,
The skies faded,
But my love embedded.

The times when your sad,
the days when your mad,
what if i say there's always someone there,
a few hundred miles hoping to share?

So long our fates have turned,
That beating thing will never learn,
The cotton candies, coke and tea,
A few hundred miles away here a silly me.

Someday the dream will end,
but just hope the gods will let me sing till then...

Song For You

Dreaming...
of a chance to get closer to you,
Not sure...
If it was night or day without you.
Ticking,
that chocolate ice-cream melts away.

A moment left beyond the steps,
Can i cry without tears?
The keys remained black and white,
Why does it end sheared?

I play this song for you,
I sing this song for you,
Oh can you hear me?
The melodies calling out to you...

The petals still remained on the floor
Now soaked in my tears,
Our promises i kept poor...
Will i ever see or could i ask for more...

Now i sing this song for you,
Can you tell my love is true?
The times and things i did to you,
how i wish it wasn't true...
And now i lay silent in the rain,
drops shattering on my pain..
the darkness took me away
and the times just wont come again....

The soups turned cold,
yet my heart still warm;
Days without you
My Love for you will never fold....

Fates that intertwine...

"Sweet encumbrance chained in strings of memories;
desperately moving up and further beyond the steps of destiny.
The hours played the days and the skies drift from day to night,
stars shone from high and low; in a world that never sleeps.
In the beginnings of time,
pen in books of fate; the lives and just of many abide.
Cold wind whispers the songs of the night, singing of the wonders in darkness.
Those insignificant fools play silly from above,
yet love or pain that comes.
Aloft in pavements of primes, followed by weariness in the days of age.
Will that happiness last never ending?
Or beyond the stretch of sky, way beyond the depths of the sea.
When one is destined to find its pair; the game begins...
The gods may throw the dice, play the odds and their little games;
yet the lost is ours to bear...

'O' fates that intertwine,
made and forged upon a glass of wine;
In the universe bathed in stars,
Will the water flow give way;
or yet its just another game made by fools?
'O' fates that intertwine... "

A Sunday of Struggles;

Whether or not torn between oneself or the other; things just never seem ending. Heaven's been crying these past few days, and now finally the sun. As i wait impatiently for food, hunger headaches hit me hard on my head. What was it that i was searching for; all seems so unclear all of a sudden. I just can't remember them all. The weather felt rather cool today; yet maybe because i was in my room the whole day unaware. Mums not feeling all so well, definitely struggling. Walking on with not sense of direction or rather not knowing where im suppose to go. I need some distraction, looking for a big big tree in the green green plains, to lay beneath until the sun rests.

"In this sweet madness,
the song keeps on twisting;
Faraway in distant lands,
hours lay still unattended;
Come out 'o' night,
leave the light behind;
Bring forth the days and sing
The stars and all that blings.
Come out'o' night,
swallow the skies deep
leave the day behind;
and bring forth the valiant..."

Some cool pics....

Depressed in content

That heavy feeling of my heart weighing like a hundred tons, that feeling itself accompanied my day. Being look down upon, somehow i didn't know it would hurt, not that much at least. Through laughter and eyes hidden behind their teeth, yet all i did was acknowledge them with a smile and quiet i went till my day was over. The day seem merciless, sun kept its gaze upon me; burning me with its heat. I've never felt so down before, i don't hate them, instead its me myself i hate. The world was on- top of me today, even heavens. I thought my past made me hollow, but then again maybe its a good thing that i found yet some feelings inside of me. Don't know why, but my feelings of school being unnecessary grew somewhat stronger over the recent days; especially today. School may just be the polite word to describe whats inside of it; all so unnecessary. Well, it looks like my stupidity for once killed me; and look where i am now, desperately seeking you again. Saying, i need you.....chang

STARBUCKS!!!!

Life on the double lines;

Days coming to a bitter end, i lived my day with a grumpy grin. My heart cramped at the thought of him; nevertheless darkening my whimsical mood even more. The flowers that bloom not too early but never too late, or such at the right time. To others, its destiny; but to a tree that blooms, its time. Staring at the clear night sky, in the corner of your sight, a lamp post shone brightly, lighting the road; serving its purpose. Oh how i missed those days in which colors never seemed to fade. 

That floating feel of boring adventures; yep those were the days. It has been awhile since i last lifted my head to the sky, dreams of cotton candy, or sparkling stones; i don't do that anymore.....

Tea.

"Tea leaves scatter the bottom of a cup,

While the cap preserves the aroma of the tea;

Its wonders made mysterious of its pot,

a custom with deep history,

Or such which many failed to see.

Afterall, its just a simple tea,

and an interesting pot....."

Dreams Woke Me Up.

Those dreams woke me up. Thought i could have another early night and that finally just maybe my uneven sleeping time could finally be corrected. But then again, i had never thought for the dreams to be this strong. I was tossing myself around, underneath the blankets, it was then i decided it was enough. My minds drifting away too much, hoping and craving for things that did not matter. Now slowly sipping my cup of tea, my nerves are finally beginning to relax. Another day went by wasted, something is bothering me; and its affecting me slowly, bit by bit. What if i were someone else?