Saturday, November 28, 2009

Things

Life can just go on and on, even when we feel it should stop and take another route.
So many times, I feel like I should give life a pause, and rewind or maybe even a fast forward, although fast forwards are usually unwise in my opinion.
I feel that all these things I face can be such a torment at times.
But when I think again, I could have been a worse person without those things.

When I look at life, I feel amused sometimes.
Perhaps I may be tickled by life's absurdities, bored by how things can be such a routine, or even just laughing because things can be that bad.
I am such a critic, but being critical does not make me the judge I always think I am, but instead, always analyzing, and reading more into things just make me see.

I see how life is. I see other's perspectives. And I see God's love.
I know life is never possible to be judged with our naked eyes and minds. No matter how hard we read into possibilities and matters, we can never derive with the perfect answer, even when we are the storytellers.

I am looking at things, just as things are, and I am trying to love them.


Saturday, May 30, 2009

Run.



I love what I see when I run.
I start comprehending the beauty of the world God has made.
I don't want to stop running.
And this is the wonder of it.

Tonight, I run, and I see the glamour of the dark.
I can't wait!
Run, run, and conquer the night!!!

Saturday, May 16, 2009

So this is life.

I search for the true meaning of life, 
and attempt to discover Happiness. 
But if Happiness is "good fortune, pleasure, contentment, and joy", 
what exactly defines such things?

The wonderful colours of nature, 
the perfectly spaced universe.
All life on this earth that dwell, and grow-
beautiful.
Is this happiness?

"It is not enough!" the mind whispers sinisterly.

The desire for love, 
the want of attention.
Attraction, beauty, vanity.
Is this happiness?

The attainment of glory, and fame.
Thriving wealth.
A life of class, and status.
Is this happiness?

Indulgence? 
The art of mixing alcohol, wine.
The highness that can cast sorrows away.
Is this happiness?

Albeit when I visualize that 
one fine day, 
such things will pass away,
I find that these do not define happiness.

Life has got to be simpler.





But we all simply want more, don't we?