once born, we take the first gasp of air. this large invisible sack that fills our lungs, sometimes it hurts, sometimes it's necessary inhale, exhale and the rhythm goes on. but i've noticed that life is counted by the repetitions. as are born as consumers, even to consume things which we cannot see. we must have everything. knowledge, power, love, acceptance. not in any particular order but just to illustrate how much we seek things that should seek us. when we are scared we take in another sack, when we fall in love, another, when we search for courage, another, all this taking and not enough giving back. puzzling me. have you never noticed how good a deep breath feels? to take in something and give it right back ten fold. the feeling doesn't come from the oxygen you're intaking. but the ability to let that go. try it, which feels better? by the time we die, we let go of everything that we have held ever so closely to us. we dont end our lives with an inhale, finally we feel good about ourselves because we have no more weight. how ironic is this? we are born to take in everything but never enough to make us truly happy. only when we learn to let go of what we care about gives us full pleasure. death and all his friends.
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a baker was entering his kitchen to check on his batch of steamy caramel. ''stir faster!" he yells at his nervous sous chef with a biscuit in his mouth. nervous little sous chef was startled and dropped his biscuit into the vat of caramel. now the baker got so frustrated by his assistant's clumsiness, he went mad and poured the rest of the already-made chocolate into the mixture. after venting out his anger, as all good cooks do, lick their fingers... YUM! says the baker. its milk chocolate coating is the protection layer for the key ingredients inside which make it so delectable and unique. gooey caramel is too sticky on its own. crunchy biscuits are too dry on its own. but only together can they excite the world's tastebuds. even though when there is heat, and inside the gold foil, it seems like a war has erupted, everything is still sweet. i know for a fact, whenever im missing you, i can find a golden ticket to you. being a lone ingredient is can never make a recipe. i sincerely thank the one who mashed these two worlds together and created the greatest adventure of my life. there is always a thought of how certain things are created. and truthfully, i think 99% of things are created simply by accidents. and to make it good, coincidence. as most stories go, "i dont know how it happened, but one thing led to another and it just happened." everything occured so quickly, that not even you and i can fully understand what happened. but no one questions it when something great happens. twix is so good, it's never enough to have just one. let the adventure go on and on, and never end. iam willing to share my adventure with you.
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how do i let you know i miss you so? scream until oxygen fills my lungs once again. im cold and empty. how do i make up for lost time? hold on tight until we are the only ones around. im losing touch. how do i know you will be coming back? keep burning until there is nothing left. im falling apart. but until then, i will keep loving you the way i always have. you are right there in the centre of it all, and im giving you all of me.
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a lonesome cardinal was sitting on a tree, waiting for the right time to flee. just as it was about to spread its wings, a beautiful blue songbird landed and started to sing. entranced by her, cardinal decided to stay to right there. mid summer july, cardinal still listens right on by. now, the weather is changing, the little red bird had realized something. songbird has saved a soul with her tunes. saving many faces of the moon. never will i lose faith again. because you are my miracle. all you did was save my life. my life is indebted to you. this day marks the day, the day i first called you my love, mr. mercury sings "somebody to love". we are not fancy people, we do not need diamonds and limosines, because we already have the rarest gift of all. as the clouds above are my witness, i will always listen to the songbird sing. mahal kita.
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throw a penny down the well, and i get a splash then ripples. clap my hands together and make a wish with all my might. all my thoughts are poured out into the well ever since that night. with you. you have become my wishing well, the peak of a mountain, the space of the ocean, the silence of the rain. as everything sinking into a bottomless pit, i know that you are on the other end. catching all my pennies, wishes, and thoughts. even if i get caught, it was all worth a shot. they all say it is impossible. but i will know that you exist on the other side. the taste, the touch. it might sound a little silly but, everyday i drop a penny into the well, and this lead me to you. no longer does it matter how far you are. nor the amount of time we get to spend together. because inside me, there is a well where i can fall into. something very true. [for mosquito]
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forced to grow. but after you bloom, you will still remember which way the wind came from. with a little taste of reality, you grow towards the sunlight. compelling to reach up for the energy. below, millions are trying to catch up. unprepared, try and muster what you've got and run. dont let them get you. it's all in the name of the game. eye of the tiger soldier. stuck in the mud, and everything around you moves so much faster. brush off the dust and get with the cycle. life's not waiting for you.
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when you have something you want to say, but you can't tell anyone or anything. let someone else do it for you. put on 20 pounds of clothes. put on your headphones. close the door. pretend you're the biggest star in the galaxy. and just explode in your own stardom. pulling off layers as you go. burst off the weight. and let the energy transform into the words you wanna scream. be it loud. be it whispers. much too many are not said. just take it off. bare to care, the skin you're showing. the cells on your face will tell each story. create this energy and burn the carpet. do it until it hurts and you're on your knees. beggin for mercy. but you just cant stop, until the songs over. you'll find it in between each drum beats and strum. pause for dramatic effect and... let it all go again. [2 drinks and a whole shit load of great music blasting in your ears will get to you this point, where i stand alone]
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drug addiction. submerged since i was fourteen. unable to tell. black and white. truth or lies. jenna fischer to amy adams. infant to seniority. life or death. obeying their orders. blood shot eyes keep bleeding as i take this step. clean. disorder. plain and new. still bleeding. i say, "excuse me, mind your own business." alternate type of addiction. a sickness so the rope burns my palms. and it feels so good just to hold onto something. once more. im blinded. let me continue to hold on. this sick addiction wont let me off that easily.
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I can't talk to you You think I'm lost inside my mind You're like an old tattoo And I know you'll fade in time I'm not the girl you think you know I'm not the girl you waited for I'm not the one for you It's just one thing left to do Why don't you let me be? 'Cause I'm a million miles away Why don't you set me free? You don't treat me like you said I won't tuck you in one last time I'm taking back what is mine For me, I belong to me And I'm going faster, you're going backwards You're gonna miss me when I'm gone I'm going faster, I know what I'm after I should've been after it all along I'm going faster I'm going faster That's the last black eye I hope I ever give to you Yeah, I had a good time But what's a girl supposed to do? Take the pictures off the wall They don't look like us at all They don't look like friends I've got new things to begin Why don't you let me be? 'Cause I'm a million miles away Why don't you set me free? I belong to me And I'm going faster, you're going backwards You're gonna miss me when I'm gone I hang from the ceiling, I feel what I'm feeling I should've been feeling it all along I'm going faster I'm going faster -- thanks. =)
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always thought that dreams told me the truth, but who knew it was lie to me in such a great way. dreaming of lovely moments with you, and never noticed that they were rocking our setting. so fucked up, i cant even see behind the scenes. let it all out and let it spill. lies everywhere. please pinch me. i guess i dont understand why they would lie me... never push the big red button. never ever and in this dream, it never existed. but.... today, i just exploded. oh so twisted
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what can i say, as fromage as it may, love is surely blind. in the back of my mind, is the image of your hand in mines. even with sun in my eyes, or when the clouds are filling the skies, i can and will always find my way to you. whispering softly cheek to cheek, so close, looking at you is like taking a little peek, it is the warmth of your kiss, which keeps my fire burning bright. it is you who i really miss, may i hold you tight every night? another day goes by, another thought of you crossed my mind. as the clock turns, and hours tick, i await for the sun meet the moon, so it can strike me blind. and experience the new kiss in the sun, all over again.
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your eyes radiates goodness. just like the sun after a thunderstorm. it brings out the beauty in life. as simple as one small gesture is, that is all it takes to make everything worth while. the storm is hitting hard at where i stand. but knowing that the warmth of your smile is still behind the clouds, i can still stand strong against the harshest storms.
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