Monday, 4 January 2010

"Softly down to sleep"





It's a good thing that you came along with me. Don't stop inspiring me.

Tuesday, 22 December 2009

"Some things last"

I finally watched "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button".

What a way to start ending this year. And what a year it has been...

Monday, 7 December 2009

"Midnight Cowboy"

Those were the steps I needed to take in order to get right here where I am now.


Restarting myself and my engines was the wisest move I could have made. Today I'm whole again.

Monday, 23 November 2009

"Flashback"

Everything around me seems to paralyze me.

I'm seized by the choices I have to make in my life in order to have a life.


Am I destined to feel this void, day after day after day after day?

Friday, 6 November 2009

"Shine on me"

There is a place called Nangijala. Well, it's called Nangijala because I like the name. I didn't come up with it on my own; originally it was the home of the late Brother Lionheart but now it is this place that I'm about to tell you.

In Nangijala, there is never too cold and never too hot. Clouds in the sky swirl and swift and change, and they are painted with the colours of sunset. Right above you, you might spot a few twinkling stars.

The grass is warm and soft, never dirty. The wind is pleasant and the waves of the ocean are calm. Wherever you want to lay your head, you can.

This is my secret place. This is where I go when I want to take a breath, when I want to let go of everything in this cold, silly world and feel like there still are some good things worth fighting for.

For a long time, I only knew about the existence of this place. I had never been there. I only had dreams about it.
On the last day of summer, however, I finally got there. All I had to do was to turn around from the direction I was heading towards and there I was. There he was.
And right at that moment, he had me at hello.

Thursday, 22 October 2009

"Adult themes for voice"

Life is like playing Left4Dead alone in the dark 24/7.

At least today.


At first everything is confusing, terrible, scary.
Then suddenly, little by little, you get used to it.
No more adrenaline.

"Psychodrome"

Reality is nothing more than a dimension.

I prefer dreams in which I can sense your presence.