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.
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Just about anything...
Nothing is ever complete in its comprehension and understanding. Trying to scroll to the last down, but the bottom is just not there. Feeling great but how does great looks like? Odorless, shapeless, and it does not present it self as sharp as everybody wants it to be. But it pressed upon the mind, heart, and soul and this writing comes into being. Allah is Great. Take all in its form and shape despite the `inaccuracies' of thoughts and the `bottomless' of thinking. Just keep on rocketing and rocking. That causes the stirs and everybody has to live with it till to the day they die. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.
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