Sunday, May 20

Love knows no mind
Love knows no reasons
Love knows no boundaries
Either you love or you don't
As the source of love is the heart, not the mind

Thursday, April 5

It must have crossed every soul the temptation to be mean.
That's when mastering oneself takes role.
So that you can choose not to, accept, and let it pass.

Thursday, March 29

every breath, heart beat, sick and health, tears and sweat, mind, energy, all are given. who am i to claim those are mine?

Monday, March 26

confession of a little buger

Mommy,

When I broke my toys, that's because I like fixing things together with you

When I bit you with my first teeth, that's because I need to leave marks so you won't forget 'my moment'

When I'm a grumpy and couldn't sleep, that's because I miss you so and still wanna be with you

When I hate school, that's because I hate to be away from you for hours

When I screamed out loud in public places while running madly, that's how happy and excited I am when you're around

When I don't wanna eat, that's because I like it when you share your food with me

When I don't wanna do things by myself like grown ups do, that's because they look lonely and it's no fun

Friday, February 10

Love in definition

One night, after a romantic movie.. I feel d need to find good definition on what love is all about. So, as usual, I blindly and boldly ask all people around me.

Interestingly, lots of them caught up in between 'love' and 'fall in love'. Mostly, what they so called love is more likely 'fall in love' or worst, lust. But hardly understand or experience love.

Some relate love with comforts, caring, understanding, respect, forgiving, and sharing.

Some relate it to the adventure of the sparkled magic unexplainable you're going nuts' symptoms such as the butterfly in the stomach, the "oh how I miss you so much that I'd preferred to be glued to you", by becoming into an idiot by forgetting stuff you're supposed to do, and not to forget that 'heaven on earth' feeling where you blindly see beauty in all and when you start to think that a tree talks to you.

Love appear in many forms. I think of love as liquid flowing thing. It is hard to describe, has no shape to hold, to see, to define, since there won't be any concrete definition that will pleases everyone.

Love is like a religion, it can not be generalize, it is a very personal thing and most importantly it is a believe.

As simple yet complicated as it can be, to me, falling in love means being 'alive', and to love means being 'home'..