the wait

how long has it been? a year? or more than that? doesnt matter. all this time, lots have happened. from dejection (due to my immaturity of course), to a period of reconcilation and a chance to start again.

2012 was a reasonably good year. meeting up with a new set people of which seems to be a much better group of people compared to the ones before (no, not a comparison with my pj boys, they're ridiculously awesome) made me realize that for every wrong turn, there is a chance to turn back to the right track.

2013 started off with quite a bang, before things started to go back half a step for every step forward. but hey, still going forward. as of now, im around another group of people, a group many look at as delinquent (is this how you spell it) but in my eyes, a group of people who are much more honest and comfortable to be with than those fakers out there. things do look bright at the moment.

well, lets just wait till mid july, if God wills it, then i might be off to a new place, and possibly a new state with a different environment that i have experienced before. it might be late compared to others, but as long as im moving then its fine.

till then.

sign,
-the captain-

Pace.

Why are people taking things too quickly nowadays? It seems that everyone is rushing, to reach their goal. Congrats to them. But I couldn't help but notice that these people, seems clueless at the finishing line. They went too fast that they didn't noticed the beauty of experience. Hard working, high achiever, but somehow dumb and dependent. Why don't people live in the present, without worrying too much about the future? If only  we're living in an ideal world.

.I Like.

Where is the fun in mainstream?

It's too normal, yeah.

Underground?

Hell, even underground has lost its appeal.

I want something, new.

Unique and out of this world.

An uncharted path.

That would blow your brains away.

Yes, that's how i like it.

Off road.

Soon. Very Soon.

The premier's plot,

his grand scheme.

Counting the days.

A big lie.

No longer a skeleton in the closet.

A corpse.

Could not hide it much longer.

Luck, hell lot of 'em.

Just to ease the pressure.

Money?

Never fails any man.

Road's bumpy.

Slightest mistake,

Off you go.

Down the cliff; crash the trees or maybe just crash?

As TIME betrays,

trip's are bound to be long.

Backtrack

Spinning around it's axis,

welcoming light and darkness.

The sphere of life, mother to all.

A demi-god.

Another day, another dawn.

All coming too soon.

Unprepared, unseen.

The gloom-ish horizon.

When it rains on a burning day,

when it snows as the flowers bloom,

As you pray in despair,

what do you hope for when you wake up?

A NEW dawn to start over?

or,

THAT dawn, to brace for the coming storm.

For better or for worse,

ADAPTING,

has always been mother natures,

crown jewel.