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.
Friday, May 2, 2014
an horror movie..?
I have my pasts. But I feel that I am being haunted by something I don't understand. Some kind of an eerie feeling when finding myself moving backwards to where I have been. Am I truly me walking here and there? Have I been missing something? No I am not. But why so much similarities in so many things? Don't have that alien feeling. But they are very much alive and I feel I have been alienated. Are you? No I am not? I do not say that. But when comes to my feel, I am always here. Allahuakbar.
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