photograph is a beautiful word.

Space, I have, to pen everything down. Everything.

I want to be on top of all of it again. The freedom.. oh the freedom.

When my feet numbed from the cold,
I thought it was my turn to go.
To forget this living this pointless life
I thought, I really thought it was
Labored and seeked the comfort
Someone told me it’ll all be okay
That my feet’d warm up and free me
As soon as I got to the summit,
I could finally spell freedom. 
How I’ve been wrong my whole life
I could finally. 

I need an escape. I need music. I need to write more music. To soothe my neglected spirit.

I miss China. Despite the spits and the open toilet concept, it is truly a beautiful country. I miss everything about it. From the stares to the Tibetan scare to my first mountain climb. I hope one day I get to cover the whole of China and discover her as deep as possibly can.

Circa 2007 - when the world was spinning slowly and the cheapest wine worked for me.

In my own space, I don’t know anyone that loves a good fight. The burning desire to succeed, I’m not surrounded by it. The truth, is never out there. A common desire, hardly. In my own space, nobody asks. 

But you’re different. Even with all the clashes that we had, nobody understands me the way you do. Nobody believes in me the way you do. Nobody cares for me the way you do. Nobody ask, except you. In these times, I realised your friendship means the world and sometimes I do get afraid I’ll lose it.

No one could replace the glow you possess in my life. 

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Success will follow you till the end of life.

These days I have been dreaming of leaping and jumping from the open skies. I’d fall, free falling infinitely with no platform to land onto. It is always an intense moment.

Wishing someone would catch me, only for most passer-by to look at me and in their eyes, they wonder, “Who is this mad-man? Where is he going?”

Akira Kurosawa once said, “In a mad world, only the mad are sane.”.

When I do land, I hope my surroundings means a new lease of life. Sometimes, I do get tired of breathing in this suffocating environment.

Set me free, oh dear Life.

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beauty and brains, a rare combination these days and boy, you are rare.

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Your future, ever so bright.
Toast to you, oh bright one.

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Forever, making it the best you can.

 @orsoshesaid Peekaboo

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