Look what the fear of loneliness has done.

I love sleeping, always reliable to bring you places, never important enough to remember.

A prison where blind prisoners defend it as home, and should one discover its true identity, false sense of security collapses and sufferings before awakenings. 

During the hours of the moon, when asleep, a shadow world unfolds, containing sweet dreams and nightmares, mostly apart but sometimes as one. It has no walls nor limitations, and those who know the way, know it leads to everywhere, including heaven and hell. 

The Fool has limitless potential, for a brief while, he is free from the idea of good or bad, right or wrong. There is just the doing. 

It's a tiresome world, may the departed soul rest in peace.

Diwali - the darkest new moon, the sun is soft and gentle.
More than ever, series of lights, hope over despair.
A glimpse of moksha.

Some thoughts so dark, if entered...being swallowed whole is inevitable. 

While in total darkness, all memory might be lost to mutation but there is still a chance, an improbable chance to cut free from the belly of the whale... and transformed. 

Schemers trying to control their little worlds. I'm not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how pathetic their attempts to control things really are.
Heath Ledger,  J

Insecuries and vulnerability.
Former seeks attention with self-pity, the latter contains strength.

Knowing so well to the point of unknowing.

Distant memory robbing time

No human becomes more human than in romantic love

"relativity and quantum theory agree, in that they both imply the need to look on the world as an undivided whole, in which all parts of the universe, including the observer and his instruments, merge and unite in one totality. In this totality, the atomistic form of insight is a simplification and an abstraction, valid only in some limited context."

- David Bohm, Wholeness and the Implicate Order

Nil desperandum

与日月同光
与天地同寿

Attaining escape velocity, even for light.

The observer is the observed

Not all human, despite them telling so.

Transitory

To the happy few, who know when to arrive and depart gracefully.

Every so often, the illusion of falling into an abyss is more persuasive than a displaced pendulum.

Fight-or-flight-or-fuckulatory_compliance.

Seeing oscillations, bending space and time. 

If you walk on the same path many more times and more, a secret garden starts to bloom. By day, roses and lilies are pairing, and efflorescence of stranger kinds. By night, a waxing and waning forest, Jekyll and Hyde.

When you no longer see the difference between a saint and a murderer, come talk to me. 

I was born poor and without religion, under a happy sky, feeling harmony, not hostility, in nature. I began not by feeling torn, but in plenitude.

- Albert Camus 

Membrane of memory becoming witz again.

At times, your over-excitement at re-discovering puts a distance between reaching it.

At the silvery round table, the warrior is in a drunken stupor, the maiden getting angry for the lack of attention, the priest too busy with the written words, the prince is yet to find his wits, the lost king... and the old reaper. 

The moonchild swims between three worlds and never stop crying.
The madman travels between three worlds and never stop laughing.

"You were on which tower?"
"Does it matter?"
"Probably not."
"Did you jump?"
"No...the tower collapsed so technically I fell..."

Between the two pillars, the middle path awaits. 

Feeling cold under the sun? Winter has taken your heart as his lover. 

When all is revealed, put back the veil so the seekers will be pleased.

The gate opens and my demons dancing around me, unwilling to go back to sleep.

Words are my only company and even then they are not real. 

...we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least a laugh.
- nietzsche 

He who no longer sees evil and good no longer suffers.

Waterboy

"Collect drops by drops until an ocean is formed." Those were the instructions but patience was lacking and his curiosity has gone too far not to go the other way. So he decided to grab the nearest ocean and make a run for it. Holding an ocean on his little shoulders, the boy escaped the furious mob but all the running caused the ocean to be unsettled and he tripped and fell to the ground.

Everyday, rise and fall.
This unit.

The process of mutating is constant.

世界没有了得宇宙

Playing in the sandbox on the beach, missing the big picture.

Planets and stars, forming rivers and ridges on my palm.

Sometimes, we jump into the deep well again and again... only to regain the ability to imagine greatness before the fall.

Everyday, gain and loss
This exchange.

It's always very becoming to love.

And your very flesh shall be a great poem.
- Walt Whitman

Most do not think about what is that after they have been told what it is.

不争不抢不代表不懂失落

The system gave me a gavel and split me into 12. It made me crazy, I thought I was thor. I forgot the rest.

The reversal of mitosis

"When I'm alone, my soul speaks to me..."
"What is it saying?"
"Whimpering like a weakling."
"Sometimes, it sings."
"The former is your ego."
"The latter is your soul."

Seeing the immeasurable dense layer of swirling apas in a room full of solids. He must be mad.

You can focus on the lies, light a fire, prosecute the speaker and you'll be a busy judge all year long...pulling and hearing its many reasons, nice intentions or cruel agendas. Or focus on the truth, and how rare it appears, when it appears, how fleeting and how sweet or bitter. Soon, you too will grow weary of both. When that happens, take this subtle knife, and cut your way out of the belly of the whale. 

subtractus

To experience the elegance of total surrender; no rewards.

Arrow paradox

"If everything when it occupies an equal space is at rest, and if that which is in locomotion is always occupying such a space at any moment, the flying arrow is therefore motionless."

- Aristotle

Flunk: Queen Of The Undergound

点兵兵点贼贼，点到边个去做兵
点兵兵点贼贼，点到边个去做贼

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Ok, this round, I'll be the villain and you can be noble.
After this, can we lay down to rest?
∞

"The wreckage of stars - I built a world from this wreckage."
- Nietzsche 

有时候，看破难免带伤感

"You know those games that involve connecting the dots floating in space? Time travel is something like that...the trouble is people don't see dots no more. They are totally immersed."

这群有感情的镜子

Cymande - Dove

When the many names are becoming a blur and a burden...let it swivel into an ocean so you may view it as one. 

In no time, my mirror neurons let it be known again that there is no separation. 

When the empathy is too much, she looks away... hoping that her mirror neurons will stop firing. Even if it's just for a little while. For a long while, she has been looking into the eyes of the world, her body dissolving, the space between without boundaries. The observed becomes the observer. 

Fractals of my imagination.

Sometimes you stop doing the things you love for reasons that are forgettable. Then you start doing them again for reasons that are almost always unforgettable.