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this is not intentional, for me to close off my blog to everything, everyone. then reopen it exactly 2 mths after i turn 200.

its just a refreshing form of relief. a blog's intimate, but not physical, lateral for me. Its just ideas and thoughts flowing ever so fluidly.

nothing has changed, so nobody's missing out on anything ;)

ah, pictures i have of many celebrations and occurances that concurrently and occur in a sequential series of events just occur, i am sincerely happy for them.





A deep mourning to the disastors that occured to myanmar and china. The sorrow penetrates my bones and goes deep rooted into my heart, rendering me speechless to the sheer sense of loss and the little glimmer of hope. How can we just continue to live life when something so devastating occurs to others cast in the likeness of ourselves, others that share the similar bodily functions and feelings? This is not a declaration, nor is it a revelation of my musings, it is a true question that is in my mind.

If there is a god, dear god please help us, help them.
The courage to live on when you are left all alone, the smattering of dreams and hope. The idea of fragility of life. Life threads on such a fine line. A thin thin line that breaks even at the slightest touch. Just like a string of web cast by a spider. How humans stay positive in order to stay sane. Religion itself is a positive idea, a form of thinking that is healthier and more dependable.


I'm starting to be optimistic again, i guess its the way of living.

If i could mourn for the countless deceased victims in silence, i would not mind sacrificing my ability to speak just for them. Let me be mute for as long as there is penance and relief to recover the loss that does not seem to be ever retrievable.