A night of meaningful paradoxical situations. And then some ( Read more... )

And things are finally out. A moment of inebriation and we succumb to that which we cannot define. Or accept. How much more is required to believe the things we want to believe? How much more is needed to break that which we believe unbreakable?

And now the maddening cycle comes to a close, only to bring birth to another that is doomed to something ( Read more... )

Vanitas vanitatum omnia vanitas.

And now that little gap in my armor lost me the kingdom.

It's not really 'going back home' if your heart never was here in the first place, is it?

Don't worry. Wherever you're happy, that's where you should be. After all, that's where we're all trying to go in life, aren't we?

The mass of men lead lives in quiet desperation. 

Title says it all, to be honest.

When the drama ends and the thinking part of our lives begin, there is nothing that could really fuck you up more than the choices you're about to make.

What to do, what to do. Trapped in an ice floe, purely immobile. But I'll get out of here soon. Time to become better than this idea I have of myself. Actions, ( Read more... )

Things do change. But the reality is far more different than the thought of it. The moment of entropy is not evident until that very instance that it has indeed happened.

Accepting things is getting easier by the minute, by the hour, and by the day. Soon enough, this emptiness will all be washed away.

Now, the dreaded question: What do I do next?

Sobrang halata mo na, kaya sobrang nakakatawa ka.

Tsk. 

Once, the man under the moon said: Eloquence is our sword, ambiguity is our shield.

But the sword is getting rusty for lack of a whetstone. And, often, a whetstone is another sword.

This shield is getting stale for there is no force to batter it and make it rattle like the metal it used to be. Turn it back to armor by giving it fight.

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ORDER OF THE LIGHTNING


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