Saturday, September 20, 2014

この世界

There's an echo in the distance that draws me closer. A voice that is friendly, singing a melody that I once heard before.

No nightmares, no past memories. For once, I slept peacefully and woke up energized. I am fully awake now and there is no reason for me to cry.

To forget is a blessing, and we should be grateful of it. We are only here temporary, and our mind is a vast collection of information jammed together after years of accumulation. Do not try to dirty it any further.

I am a transient life, and God can take me anytime. I can't have any regrets now and then, or I'll have to deal with them in the afterlife. We are but a servant waiting to be freed from this shackling flesh that rages with desire.

I need to speak more. The longer I hold myself from interaction, the sooner I feel I will crack.

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