voximago

23.10.2010.

2010-10-22T22:43:00.000+08:00

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this is where it'll be.

10.10.10.

2010-10-10T15:53:00.002+08:00

i am moving on to something else.
a new direction perhaps.

thanks for coming over here; whoever you are.

2010-10-10T11:32:00.000+08:00

did you wake up and forgotten where u are ?

2010-10-09T23:36:00.001+08:00

if only there were more suns, then we'd have more light.

one with the endless horizon

2010-10-09T17:10:00.002+08:00

to be one with the ocean is to live, breathe and respect her.
and she will let you take her.

2010-10-08T23:05:00.002+08:00

here's to the innocence and curiosity of children.
they can teach you a little more than you know.

2010-10-08T09:08:00.001+08:00

i believe that there will be one day in your life that everything you own and believe in,

will be taken away from you.

and you will be stripped bare.

not understanding anything of it.

then you will know what it means to believe in faith. or even somethign to believe in.

2010-10-07T13:33:00.001+08:00

i watch the sky and i miss you. you return to me like every cloud passing by the sun/.

2010-10-06T23:48:00.002+08:00

the way the world plays pretend is beautiful, until you know that they're telling the truth.

2010-10-06T10:35:00.002+08:00

i'm safe under these carvings of walls, stone and concrete.
where the world is outside, and how it passes by, i seek refuge from snarls of deathly brood vipers.
i watch this world from this distance. it comforts me. i can allow things to pass me by without hurting me.

every once and awhile, i will escape. into this world. and walk among them.
maybe one day, i'll stay. perhaps. maybe one day

look outside

2010-10-05T22:32:00.001+08:00

and when you wake up, everything will return to the way it was.
that's the power of falling asleep.

2010-10-04T19:08:00.002+08:00

from movies, we learn that with 'easy', there is no meaning.

very much like the exploration of the horizons beyond mountains.

but upon the summit, your gaze upon the endless horizons of the earth is worth the earth on your skin.

i have walked valleys, and i have peaked summits, and have been given a free ride home.

there is nothing easy in the adult world; journeys perhaps.

and only those with a strong enough spirit and back can reach destinations.

comfortable

2010-10-04T10:18:00.002+08:00

we didn't do much, but at least we did it together.

and that was better.

2010-10-02T20:25:00.001+08:00

and then, the sound of silence became the loudest you've ever heard.

like a heartbreak or a car crash.

or a murder. and you know the killers.

but know very little of their victims

2010-09-28T08:40:00.002+08:00

we are beings of secrets and hidden things.

of deeper things than make up and trees.

of memories, thoughts and elements in our hearts.

which are kept in the depths and cellars of our minds.

waiting to scream and come out

the tree of faces

2010-09-25T21:08:00.001+08:00

and i think everything in this world, dead or alive.
will have a face for you to read.
an expression for you to capture
and understand.
if only you open your eyes.

2010-09-24T10:53:00.000+08:00

we're all just here. everyday. living. an attempting to get by. day by day.

nothing special. until you make it.

2010-09-24T10:41:00.001+08:00

you take. you claim. you rape. you borrow.

what about those in between ?

2010-09-23T22:38:00.003+08:00

i'm trying to trace that face into a name;
something i was familiar with.
something i used to touch and taste.

whisper your name into my ears again.

2010-09-23T19:00:00.003+08:00

your beliefs aren't mine to hold, dictate and touch.
i can't believe.
it's ok. i will dream.

2010-09-23T13:07:00.002+08:00

i know that the greatest part of me
is you.

2010-09-23T00:50:00.001+08:00

i want you to want me
like sex on fire.

2010-09-21T00:51:00.001+08:00

sometimes, i wonder if you're out there.
or if you even exist .

dear uncle, for you.

2010-09-21T00:13:00.002+08:00

we were once soldiers.
of our youth, of our prime and our greatness.
we harnessed our abilities at our best and aimed for glory at its purest.

and then, the earth called our bodies back - turning it once again to dust.
and our soul heeded the Father's call - as we rode on the wing's of angels.

what we leave behind could possibly be more than a memory, but a legacy.
perhaps, more importantly, a story told and re-told over generations.

e

2010-09-20T14:18:00.003+08:00

the problem with emotion is that it is often beyond your own control.

for it is a matter of heart and not mind.

you can always tame the mind, but never the heart.

for it burns like a wildfire across the plains of grass.

you deal with emotion i guess with the rationality of your mind.

that, within itself is another obstacle on its own - which only the strongest are able to hurdle.

;ove

2010-09-19T21:21:00.001+08:00

i think along the way, we forget that it was all about sacrifice. from and within ourselves.

2010-09-19T09:03:00.002+08:00

here's how it simply goes.
you do not simply fuck with people in this case, me.
because i know how to fuck you back.

there are wonders.

2010-09-19T00:28:00.003+08:00

the moment you desire to fall freely, you actually freely fall.
and you find yourself actually flying.

* i admire the natural architecture of the world. it is beyond the design of any man.

depot

2010-09-18T10:31:00.003+08:00

the best manufactured lies are the ones you consume for yourself.

your eyes.

2010-09-17T09:24:00.004+08:00

1 Cor. 27:
Instead, God chose things the world considers foolish in order to shame those who think they are wise. And he chose things that are powerless to shame those who are powerful.

the proud struggle to uphold the right before themselves and those around them.
they struggle to portray that truth within themselves; that is the reason you find them mocking those around and before them for acknowledging separate ideals.

they assume that they know better. they assume that their world is expanded with higher knowledge - but only, their eyes and beliefs have shrunken their world - disabling them from grasping a wider perspective of things. '

where do you stand ? above ? beyond ? or among ?

11 months.

2010-09-15T00:12:00.003+08:00

but i believe in the person ; that is you.

these words.

2010-09-15T00:05:00.003+08:00

i don't believe in this idea of love. this fabrication.
this subtle lie. this half truth.

if only you knew it too.

the night ride escape

2010-09-14T23:55:00.002+08:00

the best part about 'the escape' is no one can catch you.
or possibly even find you.
not even you.

2010-09-13T09:48:00.002+08:00

it's not about being there; but the journey of actually getting there.

2010-09-12T02:25:00.000+08:00

please feel better. in mind body,soul, spirit.

there will always be healing. you just have to find it.

2010-09-11T13:40:00.004+08:00

i want to rip this soul from the inside out.
and i want to see the sun for myself; not through the eyes of angels.

take my hand. i will show you.

2010-09-11T00:08:00.000+08:00

maybe if i kissed you. we could turn back time. i want to go back in time. and i want to kiss you.

2010-09-10T22:09:00.000+08:00

there is more credible strength of truth in deed than word.

the tapping sounds are like rain.

2010-09-10T10:21:00.000+08:00

in this room.
they are all the same. slaves.
creating rain sounds.
tapping into access.
and i am no different.
but i want to be.

2010-09-09T15:45:00.002+08:00

the modern plague is the one which infects the heart, soul and mind into a dillusion of perfection.
the plague weakens your soul, your confidence, your esteem, your courage, your thoughts, your mind, your cognitive capabilities to act.

in other words, it makes you less of you and it makes you more of someone else - those who you aspire on television, those who attribute success in wealth and great feats.

i think they always tell you that you're not good enough. so, you must be like him or her.

i think, maybe. stop thinking.
start looking at the right places.
start wondering about you.

2010-09-08T19:25:00.002+08:00

so, who are you today ? were you the same yesterday ?
and will you be any different tomorrow ?

and these are the signs.

2010-09-08T18:22:00.004+08:00

and if you give yourself over to death, you will die in your chains. like the rest of them; who refused to turn them in for souls.

2010-09-07T19:25:00.002+08:00

nobody ever thought you'd be so beautiful. even when you fall.
even as you find yourself crashing down.

2010-09-07T01:03:00.001+08:00

it's like shadows; without the make up.

2010-09-06T19:10:00.001+08:00

one day, you will see that your eyes were always closed. but your ears were always opened

2010-09-05T16:05:00.001+08:00

when we were dying.
it was like understanding what living meant.

2010-09-05T11:37:00.003+08:00

the sin of two lovers.
the comparing of yours over his over him over hers over them.
you kill them all.

2010-09-05T03:18:00.000+08:00

and then it was a blurry dream. uncertain and unreal.

talking .

2010-09-05T01:45:00.002+08:00

hi. if you remember me.
i am the one where conversations began from nowhere. and happened between sunset and sunrise.
we had the blue night.
and all of it to ourselves.
where shadows and imprints of lights on trees on our walls.
the wind, the moon, the stars.

and the connection of telephone lines to cover us far.

2010-09-04T11:46:00.001+08:00

everyday, someone you love decides to keep a secret from you.

2010-09-04T09:29:00.001+08:00

there must be this secret place for our gathering.

2010-09-03T22:39:00.002+08:00

what do you believe in ?

the construction of reality is abstract.

2010-09-03T22:21:00.000+08:00

indeterminate

2010-09-03T13:04:00.002+08:00

were you alive before you came into this earth or were you dead ?

and will you still be alive after you die or will you just die ?

2010-09-02T11:53:00.003+08:00

i could love you. and i am a jealous lover.
i envy the sun - who embraces your skin.
the rain who finds himself burrowing under your clothes.
and the wind who forces himself upon you - running his fingers through your hair.
and your shadow - for he is always with you.
and the air you breathe - for she finds herself always close to your lips.

i want to be these elements. i want to be your element.
i could love you - for all that you are.

given up

2010-08-30T11:47:00.000+08:00

you're beautiful. no matter how and what they think of you.
everything is in its place. don't ever let them doubt you.

2010-08-28T22:08:00.002+08:00

the black forest with its black trees will lead me to your black heart.

the endless horizon

2010-08-26T21:25:00.002+08:00

there is an endless horizon beyond this ocean.
the one where the sun will not burn you.
but take you. and you will walk on its surface.
you will become one with the water, the wind, the earth and the sun's fire.
and you will be made whole.
and return to the ocean.
and be one with me.

phylosiphy

2010-08-26T10:54:00.000+08:00

set the bar as high as you can. set the tone, the mood, and the goals.
and then break them

2010-08-24T20:05:00.000+08:00

hide & seek.
seek and find.

2010-08-24T19:20:00.002+08:00

a caged monkey will go savage in a zoo for children with the same bag of peanuts.
an animal must never be kept caged. he must be free.
so, be free.

questions answered in questions

2010-08-23T22:36:00.002+08:00

what if there exist a midnight sun ?
would we run after it ?
or find our lips together under it ?

2010-08-22T02:31:00.002+08:00

it depends what kind of love you want.
the one the world offers - the ones in movies. the one in dirt and smut.

the one i want goes beyond this world. the one they don't understand.
the one we know because we do.

dua.

2010-08-21T09:36:00.002+08:00

i will call you my best friend. and my lover.
i want you to be both.

2010-08-20T14:32:00.000+08:00

your ex-lover's dead. or his he/she ?

the bus stop's right there ms. right.

2010-08-19T19:20:00.002+08:00

you spend hours, days, or even years for life to happen for you.

as for me, i waited a lifetime for you.

2010-08-19T12:00:00.002+08:00

the last testament. the final will. read.
and to read such a after a man's passing. is but a joy and a tear in heart.
to know and understand, the care and love; in thought and chamber of his life.
to love and in all it's purest. to leave all that he owns to another.
it is such a life as this. that breaks my heart.
you lived and loved much. even after death, you live.

the connection between people.

2010-08-18T20:47:00.002+08:00

you don't need to change the whole world to make it a better place all at once.

perhaps, it would be easier if you went one person at a time.

crossing times

2010-08-16T19:25:00.001+08:00

today, what will it mean to you, tomorrow ?

2 Cor 13:4-8

2010-08-15T09:35:00.003+08:00

love and hate cannot exist in the same place.
i choose love. for what love is, it isn't found in what it is not.

thus, i say to you. we may find ourselves weak in our flesh and out minds. tired in our soul and spirit. yet, let me remind you such.

Words of old as if it were spoken today. And let it speak to you today.

I cannot hate you more, nor will i love you less. For the decision to love in the toughest of times is most worth it.

⁴Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. ⁵It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. ⁶Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. ⁷It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

⁸Love never fails

as i am today, as you were yesterday.

2010-08-14T11:46:00.003+08:00

if everyone knew the story of the prodigal son, we will be on our knees in tears.
and gratitude.

between these two places.

2010-08-12T12:31:00.002+08:00

you are your own stone.
your own little kingdom. your hard place.
your fortress. your solitude. your rest.
your recluse. your secret place.

I want to give up this place & find You.

2010-08-11T21:36:00.002+08:00

you wait for a bus that never seems to arrive.

the world we live in

2010-08-11T20:19:00.002+08:00

there are two kinds of people in the world. a do-ers of their word and speakers of their word.
we live in a world full of speakers; not many do-ers.
thus, nothing ever gets accomplished. that's why the world stops for them; while the world spins for the others.

2010-08-11T19:01:00.003+08:00

a mirror with no reflection will be the strongest truth you will ever see.

2010-08-10T21:36:00.002+08:00

these sensual conversations make you a lover and friend.

greetings.

2010-08-09T23:02:00.002+08:00

to the broken hearts; find the souls which makes you, you again.

the cemetery of the living

2010-08-09T20:07:00.002+08:00

are the streets you walk in and about.
amongst the many who cross between you and pavements and their daily lives.
you walk among the living dead.

it's now your time to shake your soul before you become your own tombstone.

walk me down up

2010-08-09T19:08:00.003+08:00

tell me i've grown fat. tell me i've look different. tell me i've changed. tell me anything.
but don't ever tell me that i look dead. or anything along the lines of death.
heck, i'm always going to be alive and kicking.

2010-08-08T16:27:00.003+08:00

you will find those who will capture your eyes. and they will look at you with fiery passion.
and then their eyes will cross along your body. it's contours. and be fixated with the gifts your body has. the pleasure it derives. the power it has to captivate. and you will captivate them. your body will become a spell for their pleasure.
and often times, yours.

and in due time, that's all you will ever become. pleasure to the eyes.
and in due course, you will be a concept. an idea. a figure of pleasure with your bodily gifts.
you will have no soul. you will only carry your shadow. and you will still find their eyes fixed on across your body.

by this corner, you will find those. who will look at you. be fixated with your body. but engage with your soul, your mind, your eyes. and attempt to bring that fiery passion through and about your heart. your words will captivate. your presence will bring more pleasure in ways more than the world can imagine.

2010-08-08T10:04:00.002+08:00

we are blinded by the inability to see.
often by nature.
often by ourselves. our ignorance. our judgments. our preconceived notions. our shallowness

2010-08-07T21:35:00.002+08:00

and i remember those mornings, driving in the stony roads passed those gates. earlier than everyone else. i knew where the key was. the one who would first enter those mornings. i always made it a point to come in early. i don't know why. and the keys did their job, the sights and sound being too familiar. i remember. i knew which light switch would hit the ones for the stage. i remember the stillness of the hall. in all its glory. in its sight and what it was were something which struck me every morning.

i remember. having to set up the equipment. to be there by myself - before everyone else.
to plug my equipment in. to have it tuned just the way i wanted it to. and then quiet. silence. once again.

i breathe and speak to you. to ask for you. to plead with you. to tell you sorry for this week. for the terrible things. to allow me to stand here on this stage to play for you. i remember.
and then to strum and play something in my head. and to let the music juices flow.
this is why and how you gave me such talents. i will remember.

2010-08-04T22:27:00.002+08:00

i am on this journey in search of truth. joy. peace. serenity. escape.
in this journey, there will be found disappointment, sadness, despair, pain and anger.
all to which will make a wholesome adventure.
i must fear none besides the one who has decided on this adventure.

2010-08-04T22:21:00.002+08:00

indeed, you watch over my coming and goings.
my adventures and perils. death that strikes and clouds of glory on high.
and as i watch myself fall into the pit, your arm stretches beyond me. to pull even the darkest of man from themselves into marvelous light.

2010-08-02T19:33:00.002+08:00

you are the thunder in the ocean when waves crash into stone.
your fear brims like fire over these waters.
yet, in my ocean, you are safe

2010-08-02T13:21:00.001+08:00

you are some kind of beautiful; although you may dream that you're not.

believe me.

2010-08-01T22:03:00.001+08:00

an empty alley can be more beautiful than a crowded street.

2010-08-01T00:56:00.001+08:00

there is always sky between buildings.
as there are cracks between walls.
and depth between the ocean is like winter after fall.

2010-07-31T10:04:00.000+08:00

the first sign of your death is the giving away from your eyes.

rushmore

2010-07-31T01:02:00.001+08:00

goodnight/goodbye.
they are of the same kind.
the one where you'll never see me again.

2010-07-30T00:53:00.003+08:00

meet me under the clocks before noon.
let's travel. find an escape. you can pick any platform, any track, any station - the one furthest perhaps ?
the one that makes you smile, across the plains of lush greens.
the one with the wild trees and winds free.

2010-07-29T14:03:00.002+08:00

promise me one of these few things.
that you'll find me on the other side of this beach.
either on the sand or in the ocean.
it doesn't matter on which medium we're on as long as you promise me you'll come with me.

kissing the rain

2010-07-28T15:52:00.003+08:00

and it felt like rain. gentle and subtle as it was.
falling with the wind. a breeze as it rubbed against me.
touching my lips, as if it was a kiss.
now, a reminder. it was you. always you.
that rain. the kiss. i have time traveled.

write me

2010-07-27T22:51:00.003+08:00

the future is a sheet of white paper in your hand.
with a pencil in the other.

yet, you neither own the piece of paper nor the pencil.
God be the Glory.

2010-07-27T20:27:00.003+08:00

swim ashore.
you find sand between your toes.
water in your eyes. wind in your spirit.
it has taken you there.

you missed the rocks.
the jagged edges of cliffs.
the strength you took to swim has you this far.

you have in your hands, fate as it were to decide.
to lay down and die between the sands, as to let the waves carry you offshore.
or to make do what your hands and feet can.
until you see smoke from the horizon. to be steady as you may. until another sunrise peeks over your brow.

2010-07-27T10:12:00.003+08:00

a mirror never lies they say.
what if you stood in a different kind of light ?

the wall behind ignorance.

2010-07-27T09:02:00.003+08:00

the wall between ignorance and truth are delicate and tall.
it stands between a decision.
it influences your behaviour and action.
it develops your perspective of mind.
it shapes your values and beliefs.
it makes you a saint or sinner.

it makes you, you.
and those on the other side of the wall will hate you for you.

fhm

2010-07-26T18:44:00.002+08:00

sex; the greatest pain you'll ever feel for pleasure.

2010-07-26T09:02:00.002+08:00

the only way fear penetrates us is by forcing itself through the eyes and into the mind.
in this case, close your eyes and shut your mind. barricade is necessary.

2010-07-25T21:39:00.001+08:00

if you believe in reason, you must believe everything they told you.
i dare you not to.