Consejos vendo y para mí no tengo.

escuchar, mi amigo.
escucha a sí mismo.
dejar de pensar y empezar a escuchar.

ain't asking much.

Not smart, not sporty, not much.

But since these hands can play a tune, then let them play the best tunes i physically can.

to want to keep it going yet not over-doing it. eager but not too eager. interested and getting more so. ha.

So, I shall sit here. Quiet. Tranquil. Still. Just absorbing every single droplet of serenity flowing through my ears in the form of wondrous music.

Eyes closed.

Now you're looking for the secret.
But you won't find it because of course,
you're not really looking.
You don't really want to work it out.
You want to be fooled.

Why? Because,

The audience knows the truth;
the world is simple.
It's miserable,
solid all the way through.
But if you could fool them,
even for a second,
then you can make them wonder

But not all wants to wonder, or wander.
they rather tackle life head on, though its tougher,
Then again, who ever said that was harder?


At least it has been a good weekend so far. well-rested.
I realised I miss my bed so much.

the satisfaction gotten from learning a song and singing it. especially overcoming plucking and singing at the same time.

So come on courage,
teach me to be shy.
cos its not hard to fall,
and I don wanna scare her,
its not hard to fall,
and i don wanna lose,
its not hard to grow,
when you know that you just don know.

Father Powell: You don't believe?

Grissom: In religion. I believe in God, in science, in Sunday supper. I don't believe in rules that tell me how I should live.

Father Powell: Even if they're handed down by God?

Grissom: How many crusades were fought in the name of God? How many people died because of someone's religion?

Father Powell: Fanaticism, not religion.

Grissom: Semantics. They're still dead.

No man is a complete mystery,
except to himself

the funniest thing about life, is that the worst thing that you thing you have gone through in your life, has already been done by someone else that you know in your life. Life is eventually all about perspective.

A man's deadly poison may just be another's common flu.

Perspective. life's ultimate tool.

"Ask and it will be given to you;
seek and you will find;
knock and the door will be opened to you"

if that answers any of your questions, then you should know what i mean.

then again, some people would throw that back to me.

who knew?

sitting here playing this wonderful guitar, singing to myself; all the time wondering, who will follow me into the dark. Because heaven and hell will never decide if they are satisfied, and the 'no's on their vacancy signs will always be lit. So into the dark we go (sorry, i go), the blackest of rooms where fear is the heart of love. Yet it's nothing to cry about, because the time for sleep is now.

Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won.

But because we move forward by looking back; such retrospective way of living brings a caution to the new steps we make. Yet even as we bravely say not to look back and barge forward, no matter the reasons telling us to do so, do we still find ourselves peeking over our shoulder from time to time.

The yardstick of success, of how much we've grown is still right there, behind us.

I guess when we say lets continue onward and not look back, we're just reminding ourselves not to dwell, not to linger. Because scars still bleed if you keep going at them.

Of course if someone else helps cover that scab, it will be wonderful; but that is not how things will work out. But that someone can do other stuff too, especially to take your mind of it. now, that's a whole lot better isn't it.

Yet how often do we let anyone, less someone, in?

Desparame.

Well, I'm in no hurry
You don't have to run away this time
I know that you're timid
but it's gonna be all right this time

Are we really deserving of anything?

If the world has to either be deterministic or not, then essentially everything that happens is a construct of what that cannot be controlled by us. It seems so preposterous at first, but following the logical flow of the argument, it really seems to be a water-tight case.

And the truth is, we can accept responsibility for actions but not feel morally responsible for its consequences.

As such, laws are put in place to encourage and deter good and bad practices respectively since justice has no conscience; it is either to punish or not. But to live in such a world, one then gets desensitizes oneself from emotion, we no longer find the desire to blame or praise because there is no need to, no one deserves it.

Are we then no different from a machine?

Guess not, i'm not cut out to be an emotionless bot.

its who you are with, not where you go or what you do.