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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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living hope

what if... what i want is not what i really need but what i need may not be what i wanted. what if... there is a dream in my life where the path is already dictated but it is out... Continue Reading →

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take courage

deep down where you are truly are the most rudimental form of you. it is a will, a compassion, a purpose, a meaning, a purpose to bring meaning to this world that slowly loses its meaning. on the surface we... Continue Reading →

too generic

what is it to write a good piece, something that is worth reading, something that is worth looking back to. wha... what is this? my head, my mind, my train of thoughts, hurts. a lot. it is a drought in... Continue Reading →

For Me 為我

為愛付出瘋狂 為夢受一點傷 Love is worth my sanity, Dreams are worth the pain.  It is a choice to love, It is a choice to dream. Sacrifices are inevitable, because love and dreams are the answer to life itself. Without them, new... Continue Reading →

nothing more than a choice

life time life is filled with endless possibilities it is up to you to make the call for yourself. If you want to live a good life, do good things; If you want a bad one, do bad things. life... Continue Reading →

the quality of Being

sitting, eating; being present, in the present. being here, being there, it is just about showing up, physically. your body might be there, but what about your mind? are you there? skimming through the faces that just meet once a... Continue Reading →

balance

this is an act a balancing act of life doing this, doing that; rushing here, rushing there. "ain't you tired?" "don't do so much." the voices around me sounding out of my body, my soul, the people around me. i... Continue Reading →

To Places No One Goes

Where am I? How did I end up here? Questions upon questions Life, this is. I will go where You would go Take the lead and I will follow You To places no one goes Say the word and I... Continue Reading →

Reach For Hope

Traversing through the concrete jungle, Entering the hearts of lions, Gleaming resplendently in the crescent night, Where love and hope is relative. I want to know how far I can go; I want to know how high I can reach.... Continue Reading →

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