Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
Will you wait for me, or shall I wait for you instead? Must I stay or must I go? Only God knows.
My top priority
He who will never leave and never dies. We don't have to work to impress God. He knows who we are and accepts us with unconditional love.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Inspired? lol
It's kind of strange not writing for a long time again. Like intervals one after the other. It feels even stranger when you start writing again.
I've finished the pianist story during Gawai, inspired by Twilight, surprisingly.
I never thought I would like the movie. I mean a vampire and a human? It's ridiculous. But workable, much to my astonishment. The chemistry was actually explosive lol. One of the prominent ones that include the list of Jamie and Landon Carter. Not to mention Margaret and John Thornton.Anyway, I know it's supposed to be like an adolescent movie, as in Twilight and stuff like that but hey so is A Walk To Remember. I loved it, still.
Maybe in this realistic world, I longed for the kind of love that dazzle and consume you. Someone who feels protective over you and makes you his life. Who complements you and treats you like an equal.Hmmm. It's okay to dream I am sure. But alas. I cannot comment further on the individuals that come across my paths. So when I get tired of reality, I simply create characters that appeal to my senses.Doesn't matter if the happiness is an illusion. It's a work of art. As simple as that.
Read me.
Know me.
What's it gonna be?
Walk in these realms as if you can see me.
Really?
Too bad I'm no genie.
Else I'd read you.. instead.
How bout that?:D
Imagine if you are granted a wish to change your loved ones. Which part will you change?Think hard.
Passions of a writer, or a so-called writer lol
Literature duplicates the experience of living in a way that nothing else can, drawing you so fully into another life that you temporarily forget you have one of your own. That is why you read it, and why you might even sit up till dawn, throwing your whole tomorrow out of whack, simply to find out what happens to some people-who-you-know perfectly well-are made up. (Quoted)
Home Sweet Home
Along these banks, memories are created. Sunsets are witnessed and time ticks on by. Home is where the heart is.
1 comment:
Very nice.. I like.......
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