Questions 101

Some truths are pointlessly spread. Some love will go to waste. Some dreams might shatter and then be forgotten. Aren't we afraid of tomorrow? Or are we enjoying today simply because we know nothing will last long? How about promises? Are they all made to be broken? Will you go far from things you don't really want?

Then, are you happy? Or just plain comfortable?

Starts Here

I don't know how to set my expectations. All I know, sometimes I got lost, sometimes I made wrong judgments, sometimes I caught up in wrong situation. Sometimes I felt like no one really understood. But aren't we the same? Aren't we frustrated over things we do? Over our own recklessness and pain.
All we thought was we needed those who could cope with that and comfort all the rush.
All we thought was we could be fine if there was a, b, c, etc.
Then I realized, happiness never started anywhere else but at the point you surrendered to all your deepest inner voice. When you dealt with reality, and you smiled because yeah nothing would harm you.

Disclosure

I kiss slowly the cast of your shadow.

I wanna catch your breath. I wanna feel your veins. I wanna let this disclosure got us tangled.
Make me sure that we're alive.
Make me sure that these are lies.
Let me feel that we are the ones who roll the dice.
Stay for a second or two.
if infinity, for us, seems like a concept that is impossible and forever is not meant to.

Brave

You think life is good when you can afford everything.
When dreams are within your reach.
When you can travel around the world.
When you hang out with somebody you adore too much.
When you finally have a job.

You think life is a good when you can show people that you're finally doing good.
When you have anything that others only can dream of.
When for a while you realize your life is perfect.

But how about little tickle we get when we laugh so hard?
How about long time conversation that nourishes your soul?
You can have it all, but happiness does not require you to have it all.
You just have to own some courage to be cut open.
Happiness is risky.
Yet it is not that otherworld. It's common.
You just need to allow yourself to see, and be fuckin brave.

Fragile

It is pretty horrible to being involved with people when you are vulnerable. Vulnerable people are dangerous people. Sensitive people are dangerous people. They might bring you butterflies, warmest hugs, thoughtful words, and sweetest moment.

But once they explode, baby, you can't runaway from the burst.

Life Begins At The End of Comfort Zone

We are imperfect human beings, covered with worries and restlessness.
Running from things we want, hiding from our dreams.
We seek comfort, we make comfort as our refuge. We got stifled by future, choked by past.
We never realize we chase after tomorrow.
We never feel we have enough.

There is something we all look for, balance. One thing we might forget, we possess such balance through moving.
Keep moving, push through. It will always feel better than just staring blankly at the ceiling with tons of  emptiness we cannot contain anymore.

Our Generation

Our generation sits on the best lap of the world. Crunching tons of emails everyday, struggling through news feed, swimming towards the race of information. Unstoppable flow. Enormous.

Our generation views from the best spot of the world. We love, we share, though we are apart. We look for wifis more than we look for best friends. We sink ourselves on couch for hours just to click on one entertaining instagram account.

Our generation runs at the best circuit of the world. Encircling, never ending loop of edited real life. Our generation also do not have to remember anything. We can store, we can keep anything we want outside our body. We can use our brain less and less. We can trust ourselves less and less, too.

Yet, our generation also has the power to change the world.
Let there be an unstoppable flow of information,
let there be hotspots everywhere,
let there be loop of virtual world.

Our generation holds the key
to love, if we, consciously, choose. The question is : do we?


FPL