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.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
It spins..
I shall no longer see the things i used to see before. I shall no longer feel the things i have felt. The spinning of everything from one level to another is not unusual. It changes from one form to another. Face changed. Thoughts changed. Sounds changed. Night into daylight. Entirely a different light that can give a new positive feeling. But i am still here. Roaring into the brain and try to shape a new mental set creating a mind terrain that is stronger, better, grateful for the life given. Allahuakbar.
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