Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Let Me Dream

I dreamt to live in a circle which I can have the freedom of speech over my pure ideas without any sanction and at the same time cutting everyone some slacks to speak their own mind without being detrimental to the realm. Frankly I personally deem many have misinterpreted many things. As per some who deliberately use religion as their driving force to commit absurd and contradictory acts; equate to being worldly idolatry. For not being forgetful to some extent, I also admit there are people who have dynamically rationale and context-dependent point of view unlike terrorist/idolater.
And Louper added: "It’s a problem that plagues every religion. Perhaps teaching people to believe in mythology leads some to zealous delusion."
Since religion is essentially belief-based, I couldn't agree more with him. Nowadays some religion teachings could possibly be a form of mental slavery by disallowing one to question a questionable issue/law/matter. Instead, the teaching itself forcibly block away questionnaires that come along with partial comprehension to feed the truth satisfaction of human mind scale. Clerics and any other authority had set the ideas and principles to be fixed, not amendable and undisputed while many subject-matters are still unfinalized and remain as mere opinions till now. And the unfortunate human never had a chance to use their healthy intellect, or they just chose not to. In my opinion, to blindly follow an ideology is pathetic and is against God-given human's nature.


Friday, September 4, 2015

Self & Diary

January 2013

My ice cream melted down and messed my blouse today. And an old hairy man who sat at the bench beside gave me an annoying look. LIKE I CARE?? It's my blouse, not yours, OLD MAN! And I gave him a look back in anger. But then a little girl yelled at her mom " MOMMY, I want ice cream". "No honey, later you're gonna smear your shirt like her". I quickly turned around trying to find where the voices came from - saw a young mother and her daughter. Well, she turned away when she realized that I've heard of her. But the little girl is still, looking at my ice cream. It's a bad evening today, I got up and started to walk myself home. With headphones on, both hands in my denim pant's pocket, I lazily walk at the sidewalk.. Listening to my favorite The Smith's song and sing along with it. 

"So please, please, please, let me let me let me get I want this time"

Reached home a bit early today, knocked and turned the door knob to unlock the door. Seemingly the door is locked which means there's nobody at home. Took out the key from my washed-out favorite jacket, opened the door slowly, and at a very lower tone, "I am home.."

I went straight to my room and collapsed into the bed. 

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Countless



Figureless smarting
A bunch of dead weight threads
Buried under the corrupt wrap
Pierced by needleless
Drumming the song of vain
Red lights invasion
Should I say snow or autumn?
Cracked the normal code
A so series of swing and whiplash


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