Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Monday, June 11, 2012
one up..
Every time I woke up from bed, I would see what I shall be up to after this. One up for display. Am I serious or just a display of thinking or ability to think? Can I see the depth? Or am I for real? Think of the days ahead. It is gonna to be dead real. Only in death? Only for the dead? Is it? Why the connotation and the contamination of them being perceived as not serious with theirs? I am always with one up the moment the morning is being thought broken. One up. Segala Galanya telah tertulis. Allahuakbar.
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