Monday, October 28, 2013

My cup of tea

Did this for about 20 minutes. I guess this is what happens to people when they're inspired. haha, Requested by the way lol:

As the flowers blossom in the midst of spring,
As my starving paunch longs for a pint of swill,
Without a flicker nor a blink,
There it goes, my cup of tea

As I start to change the fate’s desire
When the thunders growl in the heaven up-high,
The bitter-sweet steam of love and bliss
Cover’s the chills and lingers the thrill

As the flowers gently wither,
angry  thunders slowly tame,
though the time had flown its way
and the leaves  turned ash and gray

Lifeless colors, countless dust
With a single light shining above
when the world seems dead
and the clock strikes 12


there it goes, my cup of tea 

Monday, October 14, 2013

Very ARTiculate

Art is about what you see, what you touch, what you hear and what you feel. Art is a sentiment that could be  both fascinating and repulsive at the same time. Art is a mere sensation of bliss and misery, it is a thinking that justly signifies how a flesh could perceive the essence of a flesh. Science on the other hand is impassive. It is dead, it is dull but it is sensible. It is methodological and it can be impartially explained with a bucket of intelligence, for short, it is the most significant evidence for existence.

The question is how can art be the art of senses
and how can science be a science of reasoning?

Aren't anyone's' feelings dependable enough to justify the hypothesis of life? Doesn't art include the coherent thinking of humanity? How can science be a confirmation not a theory? Are everything studied, solved and equated be a righteous assertion to the right paths of life?

Well, Science can prove everything with the perception of the mind but the art which revolves around the act of discerning clearly denotes that the science of science is an art of art as well.



Saturday, October 12, 2013

The unhappy heart



What I wrote on my journal last night:

The thing is that I like you  but feelings are not enough reason to hold on. My emotions are far beyond reliable and I dont think that it is enough for me to justify my confusions. Im not sure if I am scared or I'm just not risky enough to tie myself up again. I dont want to gamble everything that has been amassed, I dont want to lose nor gain anything, To be a bit more precise, I dont want to have anything but my God, my family and my friends . There are things that I badly want to ask why like How can some people swear on a place that does not revolve on a constant phase?  How can some people actually assert that they can endure everything in the name of 'love' when love as it is is unconquerable? Why do some people still take the risk of loving and taking chances notwithstanding the anguish they feel? Cant we all just lay down, relax and look at the wonderful things the world has to show? Can't we just smile and praise God for He has given us all the odds to be happy again? Why look for something that will only turn your world upside down? Why say forever when forever in the first place doesnt exist for this world is not undying? Think about it. I dont have an impulsive heart, I just think that it is better to stay away from grief and sorrow than look for a remedy to cure an unhappy heart


Tangled

Rapunzel: I've been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it's not everything I dreamed it would be?
Flynn Rider: It will be.
Rapunzel: And what if it is? What do I do then?
Flynn Rider: Well,that's the good part I guess. You get to go find a new dream.