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, March 22, 2017
sensitivity of an angel?
Mengapa begitu lemah bila berbicara pasal dia? Put a mountain in front of all things that holds no definite future. Is it not just a fantasy? A fantasy hides itself in all sorts of names called patriotism of an evil kind. Berjumpa jalan lama. Selama ini aku telah tersesat jauh. Berbuat baik adakala ianya hanya merupakan topeng yg melindungi kemungkaran. Tidak salah kita berpaling walaupun ianya pada mulanya nampak betul tetapi rupanya penuh dengan kecelaruan dan keliruan membuat pemikiran memikir perkara yang tidak ada kesudahan. Hanya Allah Yang Maha Mengetahui. Allahuakbar.
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