simplicity. nature.

keep it. simple. short. sweet

lazy. thats how it has been since the last post. avid readers can thrash me. but it is the truth. i logged in. did not blog. but blogging is a choice. my choice.

roller coaster moving upwards again. but the view is different. somewhat. perhaps it is how the man who sold the ticket communicated. but the feeling is different. where it used to hold, it does not now. the ticket. the view. the look. it does not feel the same anymore.

until. a recent dinner at a random place in little chinatown. baring the fangs. no holds barred. someone who could allow me to throw some punches. and retaliated with a few. those few that spun me, and woke me up.

boy, o boy. as it is with my clean cut top. the reflection has always been there. somehow missed and overlooked that. the one who need help. strip the facade. keep it naked. nakedness is beauty in the eyes of the beholder. natural simplicity. look beyond that. for them i live. and slog.

and till i die, passion never dies.

while one end of the pendulum has been awoken. the other lies is whirlpool. spinning left to right. right to left. sometimes it aches. sometimes the warm overwhelms. compensating that, patience. the jewel is worth the time. simplicity at its best, even if it is just a gum.

sweeet sarcharine look. you may be scarred. insecured. but beautiful in the heart is what you still are.

once again i hehold, till i die, passion never dies.