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Jealous 

Am jealous of the rain

That fall upon your skin,

It’s closer than my hand have been,

Oh am jealous of the rain…

Am jealous of the light,

That makes your day so bright,

Yeah, i wish i could be the reason for this,

But, I look to you for my light. 

I thought that I’d be done, though,

My heart breaks in silent, as I seat through the night’s breeze.

And I thought that I would move on, but, I ended up giving in.

Cause you all I want, and I knew from the very first moment.

I feel like I lost my track and I can’t get back on,… Hhhhh…

My tribute to labrinth’s song, Jealous 

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I’m just talking to myself. 

When you see me walking on the streets, 

And I seem to no not have a destination, 

Doesn’t mean am lost for a meet. 

Its on purpose that I  have no direction.

For somewhere deep in a castle that glints, 

I seet across someone and hold a conversation. 

Me: want to play chess,

Him:hmm, sure. To what do I owe the pleasure of the visit?(he snaps his fingers and the chess board appeared) last you where here you were a mess. I’ll take the white, you be the dark

Me: well, you live, you learn. I think  karma has taken a liking to me… 

Him:(he moves, I move) hmmm… What is it this time? 

Me: don’t pretend like you don’t know… Ah…! Am winning this one. 

Him: fine I know, so what? You want me to wave a magic wand and make your problems go away?(notices something.) best change direction before you make friends with the tarmac. 

In the real world, I turn a corner… It was evening and a little light rays hit the street, it was scarcely populated. As I continued on, I was back in the castle. 

Me: Haha no… That’s mine to bare. I just want company. 

Him: (left with one move, I block him, checkmate)Bah! Huuuh! Win some… Lose some. Go find a real person. 

Me: not that easy, 

Him: am not real… Don’t be afraid of rejection. Say hello,. 

Me: haha if it was that easy, I wouldn’t need you. 

Him: Exactly! (he says, leaving) Remember, am you, so I know you can d.. .. 

He fades away. Am left in the castle alone. 

I go back to reality, I walk by a coffee shop, I see a lady alone through the window… 

Leap of faith? 

Some random thought. 

I found myself at a bookstore perusing through a certain book… For the life of me I can’t seem to remember what it’s title was… But it did leave me ever the more wiser, or knowledgeable… Depends on how you look at it… It said “every hour wounds, but the last kills.” 

Yeah… I thought that I should take it as it is. It’s easy to think it’s all about death and everyone will shy away from it as quick as they can. 

I don’t know what kind of person I am for there’s more yet to learn but sometimes it gets exhausting think about the negative. So at time I like to participate in ‘the cup half full’ kinda theme. So from those words in the first paragraph, I find myself thinking on the saying, what does kill you makes you stronger. Or that there are two sides to a coin. 
One can toil for the longest period but in the end it gets easier since the person may have learned how to do the job more efficiently. Or even climbing that steep mountain and finally getting to the top… And your complaining is replaced with pride and satisfaction in your actions… See? Cup half full.. . Try it. 

Self

Who are you? 

Who are you, really? 

A question you’ve asked yourself or been asked before. 

Am sure your answer will pop up immediately, without thinking much. 

After all, you know yourself, right? 

Am not so sure… 

Every time  you ask yourself this question, you always have a different answer. 

So… Do you know yourself, truly? 

Sometimes I find myself questioning my actions,… 

We as humans are so conflictive we tend to lose our compass. 

When the necessary is needed to be done, we check our morality at the door

Yet when the same actions are done to us, we call call our assailants cowards, 

Hypocrites, that’s what we are. 

Are we the better evil, maybe… Maybe not. 

So I give you this exercise before you depart… 

Ask yourself, really ask yourself, “who are you? Saint or sinner”

If you are honest with yourself, you’ll come to realize just like I did, the answer is not found here. 

You would know, in that self righteous bravado, that a demon of your own fashion lies 

Or an angel that lights that needed candle in the dark night. 

You think you’d know that answer at your finger tips, but every time, every action seem to veer off your seeming path. 

You know what you’ve done, but do you know what you will do? 

Again, I ask, who are you? 

​TIME IS A SURE THING

Time is a myth, or so am told. I don’t believe that. This talk about time has been around for many years and am not the first to write about it. The very idea of time is exhilarating to just think about it and how it works. Well after a bit of research I came to a conclusion about what time is according to me, “Time is the measure of existence as far as all know life is concerned.” So it would be safe to say that before we decide to do anything in life, time plays a major role on the deciding factor.
That thief outside waits for the right moment before he could get the right moment to loot and disappear, and even after he steals he need to know when he can finally fence the goods. Timing is everything, that surgeon  who is in the operating room working so fast to save the life on his table before the body gives in to its inevitable end. He needs to work within a period of time to get the result he hopes for.

That moment all ladies dream about when the man finally proposes, he need to consider how she would be feeling at the time to get the desired effect on her. Still in all circumstances time is the crucial part of everything, from wars to peace to birth. So I believe that time is a sure thing, it exists