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This morning I get up as usual and turn on the computer, and than because my computer is password protected I type in the password to open it up, and since that moment until now I hadn't touched the computer.

I went over to the couch and sat down to read for a while then I got up after a time and prepared a bagel and came back into the family room (other wise known as my office) to eat the bagel. I am one of these people that feel compelled to eat breakfast standing up because it ...

(i)

This life is all about rising and falling,
running through the terrains
of surreal moments, and clinging
on hopes and fears to face
the vicissitudes that leave traces,
and just like the scars, that creeps,
screams, revisit one's dreams,
and sometimes mesmerize
to gesticulate toward the labyrinth
of enigmatic and freakish dreams.

(ii)

Watching this life, burning too fast
to meet ...

(i)

It's not fair to restrain free birds
inside a cage who are supposed to be free,
as their wings yearn for a freedom,
and their restlessness plea
the passers-by to be eternally free.

Part not the inseparable soulmates into a pit of misery.
They are passionate lovers, and so young,
and so full of love, yet their souls are desperate,
and so scared of their boundaries, demarcated
by the rusted ideologies of the ...

Worlds Apart

I loved you once under a different moon
a distant time swept far away
I loved you once under a different moon
a memory trapped in a never ending today
it was another age a world blown apart
a distant time swept far away
upon the stars above you hang your heart
in between galaxies across the sky I glide
it was another age a world blown apart
our love once was one that shifted the tide
I evaporate ...

Okay, I’m feeling good, I finally have my internet back, as you now know, and I felt like being chirpy . A while ago when I was a little down I did a list of things I hated. It’s not complete, it’s just the things I hate most, I failed to include spiders (my arachnophobia’s gotten much worse, I’m on the verge of a panic attack each time I catch one, then again mum screaming at one makes me scream at one more so it’s all her fault , although I ignore the ones in the kitchen, they’re the really ...