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i smiled a little bit more (from my i yebah blog, 2006)

As i sit here..
Waiting..
Playing d0zens and d0zens of my favorite s0ngs.
Here I am again
Trying t0 pour out everything
Just f0r the sense of Letting my heart breath..
Yes.. It can't s0metimes...
And i will have t0 pull myself over just to give it s0me air..
And if you may ask,
What is this I linger?
Wait for that cl0ck to start ticking faster
Until it reads ten thirty
Until this teleph0ne rings…
And then s0ftly hear the v0ice of that person who gave me the same reason to let my heart breath…
And Let it stop there..
Stop within the warmth of his sweet thoughts..
Stop so that he could steadily grip and hold on
For everyone to see..
Each twinkle and every flicker of these eyes
The sinuous sparks from my smile
That was carefully drawn by no other
And if I may be asked again,
What is this for?
This absurd elucidation of my feelings
Of course.
Simply but to brag about everything
he causes..
about everything
he gives..
about everything
he makes me feel
and I know,
I HAVE NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF
Or at least to be scared of
For I am loved.
And I am proud of it.

Faith is blind

"Faith is walking face first and full speed at dark"
-Elizabeth Gilbert, "Eat, Pray, Love"

Gilbert is right, you don't see them, you don't feel them, you don't even hear them yet you believe. What good would it give you to belive anyway? I always feel that there's hope for everything and that hope is harbored by faith. Without faith, how can you even hope?



It's wrong to say that love is blind for love always sees. It sees the differences and mends them, it sees the beauty and appreciates them. But faith could never see, nor hear, nor feel. Faith devoids you of all your rightful senses. But it utters you to believe.