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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 →

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“align me, i want to fly.”

do the right thing, at the right time, at the right place, for the right reason. - Mr. Leong Youth is never waiting, so as time. I am not any younger than I was yesterday, I am letting time slip... Continue Reading →

Doors

Floating, in the array of doors, standing still in front of me. The doors were scattered asunder. I was weightless. The atmosphere felt empty as I skimmed through the surroundings. creak. BANG! creak. BANG! creak...  The doors were flinging open... Continue Reading →

Think Like A Freak By Steven D. Levitt & Stephen J. Dubner (Book Review)

Thinking that your mind is not as innovative than other people? Give a read on this book, Think Like A Freak encompasses a list of different ways that how a freak thinks, definitely a bemusing read for you. Their style... Continue Reading →

Dormant

Laying back on my heart, breathing dwindling into a slow motion, I stared blankly into the four walls in pitch black, not even sure about what I was looking for. My heart was still beating, alive, I had a lot... Continue Reading →

re: broken #27

it is only when i am broken, i discover myself, how the pieces of mine came about, how the brokenness made me whole again. holding my breath, closed my eyes, counting my blessings, listing down my times, i realised myself... Continue Reading →

interrupted catharsis #13

painsufferingdespairimpairmythoughtsare painconfusionnoselfcontrolidonotwantto thisismyheadmessedupasever icouldnotthinkstraightthisisthesign thatiamgoingbacktosquareone atthispointiamconfusedasever powerlessuselesssenseless i am defeated once again congrats... i am back to darkness again falling spiraling wandering into the darkest me. succumbed given up i am losing myself my grip the gossamer hope shimmering dimming... Continue Reading →

catharsis #4

time and time time is ticking rushing, pulsating, blurry. the rush is prominent in my veins how long can it last? a subjective question the previous one lasted for a year or so hopefully this will last for a lifetime... Continue Reading →

Adapt. Improvise. Overcome.

Breathing silently, Deeply. Life is passing us by. I want to know How I Am still alive, right now? This lingering dilemma Questions My existence, purpose and values. The realm of possibility Is vast Beyond my imaginations. Anything can Happen... Continue Reading →

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