survive the mind.
motivate , cultivate , activate yourself .
prove to others that you are here for a reason , to make an impact .
those weak in the mind cannot survive a crisis , let furthur an epedemic .
believe in yourself .
words from scheming individuals trying to manipulate your mind do not run your life .
maintain a weak mind and you'll soon realize the imprudent life you've been leading.
believe .
Ablazing phase.
fire has a natural tendency to instill fear . note the common usage of fire as opposed to positive reviews .
spreading like wild fire , burning wrath , playing with fire .
perception error or a cliche .
do you remember the burn marks on your hand when you got too passionate with sparklers , mummy had to spend 2 hours with you in trying to alleviate the pain while convincing you that the twinge will be gone in a slight second.
conflagaration , combustions , inferno .
tobacco is released through burning . arsonists have fire as their associate .
just how many negative forms do fire take .
but just a solitary moment , lets take a breather and think ;
fire sounds a lot like love.
Second coming.
photographs has faded , memories laid out were taken back .
goodbye blogposts of 2007 till july 2009 . i'll always remember you.
R.I.P
Blood-less.
human nature shows that people will try to survive by any means .
narcissism has lusted beside me . i kept it under my wing and allowed it to take form within myself.
manipulation of the mind , hypocritical , cynical , what more . the power of the mind has vowed to take control of everything when the universe gave birth. i claim all responsibility of being a pompous person .
luck , faith , hope , none plays a part of who i am today .
i stacked my bricks to my height , and possibly further more . being above all does nothing more than prove my worth .
equally cerebral and spontaneous denies to be a desired outcome of anyone . though stacked on the odds , the flair in my nature allows it to dwell within me .
the satisfaction of being offensive and deliberate drives me to carry on with maturity . reverence flocks by if you are able to reap what you sow . thus no one has mine .
callous i may be , salvage when i plea .
Part II
can you still remember the little toy soldiers and dolls we used to play .
small soldiers we'd pretend we are with our miniature guns made from scrap paper picked from the bins .
i picked up a crayon and you copied me . i made a gesture and you followed suit by drawing on the wall with me .
i drew a sun , you drew a moon . i drew a power ranger and you accompanied with a bad interpretation of winnie the pooh .
i'd be king of the playground while you be the queen.
do you remember the time i met you , back then .
neither a handshake nor an introduction was needed. all we need were little action figures and your barbie dolls .
they'd do the speaking for us while we just control our movements , actions speak louder .
we'd be best friends and we'll sit down on little polystyrene chairs eating our lunch.
and then we were all grown up .
its harder to say hello comparing to when we were just little kids .
hello only comes after an accidental trip which i came to you aid and asked if you're alright .
sometimes it would never come . and then we'd stare at each other for hours without saying a word.
you'd be thinking .. let him make a move first , i will talk to him if he talks to me first , yes thats it.
consider that it can happen bothways . but no one actually initiated the move.
so without speaking we made our way .
and we go back wondering ; what if .. the slightest of movement and i'll just walk up to introduce myself.
"but i didnt". i said to myself . vulgarities spurred across the simple mind .
foolish , or just bashful .
you decide.
