Reminiscing*

I remember your house. I remember the main street and the alley, the nearest supermarket, the old staircase and the balcony, the old wooden door, the dining table facing it, the cozy living room (which used to be a bedroom), your room, the guests’ room, the little bathroom, the bigger bathroom, and the kitchen. [...]

B.B.T.T.*

Sweet Beautiful  Aya
You said you say the word “beautiful” a lot. I don’t. Yet, whatever or whomever I refer to as beautiful is probably more than just that. Words are never big enough to contain meanings.

So here’s the tag:
The rules are, erase the answers already listed and fill in my own then pass it [...]

The Bends

It still feels weird…
After all this time I thought I’d get used to it, but it still feels weird…
I have my laptop on me, I want it higher and I try to reach with my feet to get the little pillow I can spot by the foot of the bed…
How is it possible that I [...]

Loose Thread Balls

The confused and confusing bulk of words are all trapped inside, entwined, tangled and scrambled in loose knots. If I were in one of my default states of nonchalance and tranquility, I probably would be able to untie each knot, take one line of thought at a time, analyze it, and leave it hanging in [...]

according to them!

You are The Hierophant
Divine Wisdom. Manifestation. Explanation. Teaching.
All things relating to education, patience, help from superiors.The Hierophant is often considered to be a Guardian Angel.
The Hierophant’s purpose is to bring the spiritual down to Earth. Where the High Priestess between her two pillars deals with realms beyond this Earth, the Hierophant (or High Priest) [...]

My Paper Moon

Say, its only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn’t be make-believe
If you believed in me
Yes, it’s only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldn’t be make-believe
If you believed in me

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I.Failed.me

“What happened to you?” He said.
WHAT? what do you mean?
Months later.. it echoes…

Simple question
Shaking me beyond belief!
Earthquake.
Slap on the face.

What happened?!
I don’t know. But I don’t like it.
I don’t want that.

Who am I?
Past or Present?
Which is real? Which is meant to last?
Dread.
Give no excuses to the “Now”.
Tainted.
Stained.
Wash it over.
Scrub scrub scrub.
Don’t let it [...]

and so it is…

Row row row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily merrily merrily merrily
Life is but a dream

Mist

I can’t remember…

Cliché but: I’m not sure I can tell what’s real from what’s not…
The dreams… they get confused for reality…
I thought I know the difference…
I DO know the difference…
I just can’t remember…
Did I dream about this or did it really happen?
Little details. Insignificant maybe. Minor. Nothing big.
Which is probably why I can’t [...]

splack friksh noxit zimmmmz uuot

Gibberish
Moving In
Let Go
Coming Back

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Lately…
I’m pretty much stuck at Gibberish :/