Friday, September 28, 2007
Spacious
I never realise what go0d has brought me to0. Being cold doesn't really mean indifferent. Sometimes being cold is being aware of own's feelings. Cruelty attracted to those who are weak and inviting. Potentially trusted just anyone. Anyone that presume 'right'. I am not afraid to admit that was me. However, things that tumbles, crashed and burnt reveals the truth. The truth always hurt and the truth is not what you think it may seems. Life is a magnificent contrary ground. When you said something, it meant another connotation.
The world to some people may seems so0 small but little things can be taken as a very huge thing. It is not fo0lish but just like an art piece. A dot painted in the middle of a wide spread canvas can mean a lot to someone (may and may not be of the artist himself). A word does not have one meaning, it changes through the sentences used. It's how you use and say it. With a little spice could make a soup delicious.
An inch of an open do0r gives in fresh air through the ro0m. Close your eyes and listen to the tune. The tune will bring you wherever you desire. Don't be surprise if you open your eyes and found yourself in a very dramatic scene. It's never always beautiful. Nevertheless, beauty stands in the scene. Spacious, my people... Spacious...
? a life to0 precious to WASTE.
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