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Saturday, January 05, 2008
silen nite 3:29 AM

Silence.

For a moment, i understood the silence. The silence of the night. And it's only 7.30pm in my neighbourhood.

Feels good to momentarily not listen to anything ; not even your inner voice. This has (within a second or two ) taught me that silence really is a virtue.

The silence between two people - an unspoken comfort.

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Sitting down with the company of a good friend, sharing deep sentiments and whipping up awesome metaphors is really soulfully satisfying. When sometimes what we speak is commonly thought to be a voice of our minds. Then corrected again, it could well also be the voice of our souls..

That uncalled burst of anger that arrived on a solemn Friday night paved way to an entire shift of paradigm and hollistic respect. Had i not allowed my innermost to speak, you'd probably still think of me that way. What wonders the mind does when you just adjust certain words to your sentences for example, "what if i'm not stupid. what if i'm just too smart for your skin?".

I gravitate towards people in pain just so i can help them. Heal the wounds of the past, i have a knack for that. Cos if i can't heal my own wounds, i would find consolation in healing someone else's. Doing good is only to redeem myself of my sins. Nothing more. And i ask for nothing else in return. Just your happyness.

Sometimes i speak and i feel like it all came from a script. A script that was written and meant to be said at that precise time and place and situation. A script someone had written out for me to nicely put things. The words start streaming in and then two thoughts become a word.


"And you don't need to apologise for yesterday. I need to apologise infact. Cos the side you showed yesterday was scary,yes. But it showed that the way you think defies anyone else's logic."


What is this concept of design that's been surfaced? I yearn to break away from the social mould and live life out of normality. To differ. Not be understood, but to understand. If i was the flying kite, then you would be my kite runner.

Burp
What gets me going,gets me talking. What He brings me to, He brings me through.

Twenty
elegantly bolder&badder
INSANE.
fake and dismissive

Mira A.
travel.gossip.girls&boys.

Le Comorades.
Dibs
Mul
Souqie
Rina
Frinn
Nadirah
Ben Tricheks
Farah Faith
Karooona
Online Album
My Profile

and i fly again.