Double Three

For the perfects need no improvements anymore.
But woe to those who have no room for a change.
For what is worse than having one step forward and two steps back is the one who is stagnant.
So I rather have the flaws of imperfection.

I'm not jealous of their perfect lives.
I'd rather see the scars of every battles we've shared.
And in the midst of a still dark night,
I'd rather have you by my side than seeing the daylight without you.

For I know this is just for a moment.
The once we thought we can never make through are just a distant memory now.
And look at me, I made it out alive.
Still breathing, still smiling.

And I just laugh now when I remember the saddest days.
I still cry when I look back at the sweetest times.
I am happier each and every day.
For I am moving forward and I'm not stuck.

FreEDom

There is freedom in not knowing what lies ahead.
The freedom from fear.
The freedom in believing that the best is yet to come.
The freedom to hope that you're not chasing a broken dream.
The freedom to have faith in what you are doing in the present...
And if it all goes wrong...
The freedom to have something to fall back on and do it all again.

Yes, the freedom in not knowing what lies ahead.

Artificial Light

I maybe down but I'm not weak.

Block out the sun...
But I'm still gonna shine...
I'll turn on my artificial light.

And what is more fragile than a human heart?...
Oh... Its a man's ego.

The Rise And Fall of The Songwriter

In music, the singer is just the body that gives the song a physical appearance. The lyrics is the heart because it gives the meaning and the message, and the songwriter is the soul for he becomes the beginning of a song. And the rhythm is actually the vanity that links the 3 of them.

And you are the lyrics in my music.

That boy in my favorite song.
The name in every titles.
The potion I'm drunk in.
The ocean I'm drowned in.
The one that got away...
The one who came back...
The second chance...
The second first...
The second look...

You're the one who can get me high... So high, like a drug in my veins.
You always do...
So when I'm up there, I can't help but fall... For there's no way to go but to fall down.
I kept on falling for you.
While you keep on catching me over and over and put me on top again..
Then I fall again for you.

I guess, love has its own way of taking you up so that you can fall in love again.

The cycle of my attachment to you.

Like you are the only fragments in my mind.

TEKEL : Part II (Weights and Measurements)

In every aspects in life... The real measurement of one's capability is not about how much you have learned but how much wisdom have you imparted to others. For knowledge and wisdom are of no importance if not shared. And it doesn't matter how many students you have... Because sometimes it only takes one disciple to change the world.

Strong is Beautiful

If my personality is too strong for you...
Then your weakness is not my problem.

I'll make it clear for you...

My strength does NOT reflect your weakness...

It is your own mirror that reflects your weakness, and that mirror is actually your insecurities.

So don't punch that mirror... You're only hurting yourself...

Ever wonder why I am not knocked down while your hands are bleeding?

Being strong is not a sin.
...just saying.

And digging a hole for someone will not make you strong either.
You're only feeding your insecurities.

Again... Just saying.

Thief Ghost

I got this feeling that I have a ghost follower here in my blog, and she is a biggie when it comes to movie industry, and she's getting some of my insights here in my blog, putting it in a blockbuster movie and making it all look like her original work.
But I know mine.
I know my creations.
I know my ideas.
Just hoping you might want to give me some acknowledgments, after all, you are the one getting all the money from your blockbuster movies and you are the one getting all the trophies from different award giving bodies and its all because I'm no one in the industry but just a blogger with an insight and not knowing what to do when some big sharks steal my ideas.

I'm watching you.
Don't force me to blog about your scripts taking lines from my blog without my permission.

September is when...
Jackson 5 and Jose Mari Chan just pops up on every radio anywhere.
And you could finally smell that conspicuous scent of zephyr.
And everyone has that look of Ber weather.
Yeah, we all know Christmas is just around the corner.

And thanks to Hunter for keeping me company to the longest ride I had so far this week... Traffic sucks.
Thanks Hunter.
Secret love.