Serambi

Today, I experienced contentment.

Mitsuya Tasty Biscuit Stick

When I was 4 or 5, my dad taught me how to use the CD player underneath our TV. That player is connected to the surround system in the hall. I remember being engrossed with this song collection album called 'Slow Rock Golden Hits', which I used to pronounce as 'slow rock golden heights'. 15 beautiful songs.

I vividly recall sitting cross-legged in front of the player, listening to a handful of songs repeatedly. I didn't understand a thing back then but I kept replaying those songs.

This was one of the them.

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I'm surrounded by the best of people. But I feel so alone. It really doesn't make sense. Something which I'm not foreign to, but as of lately, I have difficulty being comfortable with that.

I believe there is hidden arrogance in my heart.

Lagu Zaman

Bagai sirih pulang dalam gagang, seri cemerlang
Bukanlah sebarang siapa jua boleh menyanyikan

Hamba pun menumpang sama menyanyikan
Lagu zaman, yang berzaman
Lagu lama dengan rasa
Cara kita orang timur

Hand to Heart

Sometimes we forget what we believed in, and other times, we forget what we believe in.

Optima

If I had to swim across the toughest sea, and at the same time fight a shark biting my leg, and steady my rifle to shoot the pilot of a warplane high up in the sky (note I'm still in the waters), and find out that the shark was actually a fake costume and inside it was Muhammad Ali in his prime challenging me to the full 12 rounds, and get activated for seven burning hospital buildings with bed-ridden patients, and get yelled at by someone trying to read his morning papers (Now I feel like saving my bullet for him instead), and be bugged down by important questions of life like what to eat for dinner, and be knocked out by Ali in the first five seconds only to find out afterwards that he accidentally sneezed and didn't touch me at all and kind of want to have a rematch with me because he thought I was giving him chance and then during the rematch I got curious and asked him what's his favourite colour and why but he replied with I don't know bro and because of that I got angry and suddenly felt like invading Poland, but oh crap I shot a fish instead of the pilot so oh wells that's my dinner, and ohmygoodness I left the stove on at home...

I'd listen to this song.

The loudest book on the shelf is the one with an empty cover

Most, if not all, books are visually enveloped with strategic designs.

Most, if not all, libraries observe the 'Quiet' rule.

Yes, no wonder.

Have you been to this place?

Is there a place in reality where we can be selfish and selfless at the same time? Where sincerity has no cost. Where thinking of lies can expose the truth for us. Where courage can exist in the form of cowardice. Where those who speak, without lowering their eyes, know nothing.

Let me know.

Existential crisis: I think I'm a plant

In my efforts to understand the rain, I lost track of the difference between a drizzle and a downpour.

Beautiful.

How little I understand about the rain.

"Verily, adversity has befallen me"

The process of being blessed with patience will never be easy.

How can I forget? I should be thankful.

You were who you were. You are who you are.

The Narrow Road to the Deep North. It is a beautiful piece of written art.
In the final pages, it quoted an excerpt from Ulysses -

And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star

Little remains: but every hour is saved
From that eternal silence, something more.

Frameless

Paint me a faint rainbow, if you know,
Mellow eyes descend for common ground.

Paint the spirit of gray, if you may,
Only silence fathoms a quiet crown.

Paint me a gentle breeze, if you please,
Nothing but tenderness roots me down.

Paint my colours of teal, if you will,
Still this heart scurries for shade in brown.

But,
Must,
Trust,
Just...

Just paint. Oh, naive roses of burgundy!
A frameless piece will always be found.

Moonless nights

Oh sweet-toothed society.

Don't let the ants crawl onto our black stones.

Jamais vu

"We cant endure pointless torment,
But we can endure great pain if we believe in its purpose."

Contentment isn't what arrives when all your woes are behind you. Contentment is when we have only bliss to look forward to and discover, in what is claimed to be sorrow, the budding roots of our joy.

Dearly beloved

Endless hope makes you live in the present.