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A man of few words that stares at airplanes

It’s either I’m bonkers or you just started to talk to me.
And maybe, just maybe, I am both.
Your deep voice and your impeccable smile was raging against fire, and I became so dumbstruck with your incantation and that was the moment you saw in my eyes the awe that you casted upon me which I tried to express by dancing, but baby, 59 more words

Impromptu

"Sayonara"

And in the dying light,
I see her smile
slowly fall from her face.
Try as she might,
She will not forget this moment,
for the rest of her days.

- m.n.

难道上天堂不好吗?

这不是因为我脑袋又浮起想自杀的念头。我已经好久没想过自杀这件事。

只不过在看韩剧的当时,剧中的小孩他的小兔死了 - 他问了医生 ‘小兔是不是上了天堂?’

那小孩有先天的自闭症,和其他的孩子有些不一样。爸爸就因为不理解,也不能体会,所以经常拿妈妈,哥哥还有孩子来出气。拼命喊打喊杀的。兔子在其中一次的混乱中被打死了。与其在这样的环境生存,我想我宁可让兔子上天堂吧。

死亡一定是坏的吗?死亡也可以是一种释放吧,但我想死亡也是属于我们天父上帝的。只要有那么一点点的生命气息,就一定有在这个世界所要完成的事。因为上帝给了我新的生命,新的盼望,我要珍惜在这里的时间。我能做什么?渺小的人类又能做什么呢?

老实说,如果没有这位上帝,我真的觉得这个世界太无聊了, 太没意思了。所以因为祂,我要活着。

但是我也很盼望回天家的那一天。你们口中那充满悲哀的死亡,是我心中的充满喜乐的天堂。

直到祂领我回去之间,我要在这里做光做盐,把神所赐的喜乐和爱带给他们。

只要是我渺小的生命所触摸得到的,就要努力地赞美祂。

Thoughts

I should really be asleep by now..

I have no idea why, but I am just really very unsettled since I came home from work.

Maybe it was the extreme fatigue I felt after returning home, maybe it was having to pull myself out of my afternoon nap to buy dinner, maybe it was those emails from my boss, maybe it was the prospect of having to tuition my two boys for the next two days, maybe it was tiresome having to try and find people to do something I wanted so badly to do myself but didn’t have the skills to and having to convince people to try and do something nice and meaningful (I dislike this), maybe it was attempting to explain certain things over WhatsApp (I really dislike this too), maybe it was having to coordinate between people who don’t check their messages and don’t get the simplest ideas (okay, maybe it’s this, my blood pressure just went up), maybe it was feeling obliged to witness a proposal… 291 more words

Thoughts

Lilith's Apology

I drink in Adam’s ale and suddenly, I’m overflowing.
A substance, a vital force bends me towards the eternal home.
But I’m the rain searing into your back, the source… 101 more words

Poetry

Sullen Constraint

Subdue, make timid,
that strange being, that man.

Bring his eyes down a notch.

Turn him from the far away stars
that he keeps trying to reach— 88 more words

Poetry