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The Astrophe

The Astrophe:

I missed sleeping early on a Saturday night, and waking up late on a Sunday morning. I missed writing on every single page of my journal, and reading them a year after. I missed planning everything in life, and nothing on a rainy Sunday afternoon. I missed making a cup after a cup after a cup of coffee just for myself alone. I missed standing by the window watching the rain skitter…

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Have You Ever?

As you look up the sky at night with all the blazing stars at sight, have you ever thought that we’re actually looking down towards the massive creation known as the great cosmo; and, that it’s just the gravity that’s keeping us grounded?

The stars. Hundreds if not thousands of them, all shining right through your eyes. Yet, at one point, have you ever thought how marvelous it is to see…

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When the Bow Breaks

This eerie feeling is so undeniable. I can now feel the bumper hitting my side. I’m getting this creepy chill as I am fully aware of the reality that I’m currently in motion, feeling my body flying momentarily in the air, seeing the lights drawing distance. I am so caught in the momentum as I am now anticipating my hurtful crash.

Then finally, the gravity pulls me down hard, hitting the ground…

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The Worlds Inside People

What appeals pretty for me is almost non-physical.

I distant myself from people. I never go where the crowd goes. Not because I’m shy or insecure about the possibility of being out of place, but because what I long for is usually never found in the crowd.

I don’t like small talk. It usually drains me, making me charge myself back through introversion. I long for a real conversation. A deep one.…

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Introversion guaranteed (INTP)

Priceless little things that I’m pretty much always up for:

The first sip of coffee in the morning.

The ray of morning sunlight drawing through my pushed-off curtain.

A good music to pump my mood up.

A good breakfast whether be day or night.

Sleeping early and waking up late.

Chocolates, nuts and sunnyside-up.

The elastic rubbers that produce a quick pulling sound…

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Redamancy

A writer’s soul could paint Autumn in Summer.

Fall in love with someone who dives into the depths of your mind, and measures how deep your oceans of intelligence are.

Fall in love with someone who gets amazed about your intellectual capacity.

Fall in love with someone whose hand could write all the emotions in the world, and whose mind could shrink the whole universe in.

Fall in love with…

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Jouska

I like cancelled plans and missed trips.

I like the idea that not getting what you want is another stroke of luck.

I like finding something nice while looking for something else.

I like the flipping of the page to start a new chapter.

I like being awestruck in the moment.

I like the paling of the sky promising a new beginning.

I like watching the rain skittering down the window.

And feel the…

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Sehnsucht

“The inconsolable longing in the human heart for we know not what.” — Anonymous

If the Moon was an egg, when will it hatch?

If Andromeda were to hit the Milky Way, will planet Earth be thrown out onto one of its tails so we could comfortably watch the greatest Cosmic Cannibalism in the Universe? Or, will it be sucked up by Andromeda’s massive black hole?

If the Sun were to run out of Hydrogen to…

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Lumos Solem: A Child's Game

Lumos Solem: A Child’s Game

Lumos Solem: A Child’s Game

I used to raise a hand towards the tiny openings of an old wooden platform, face my palm straight towards the ray of 7:30 AM sunlight, and watch the back of my hand luminously glow in crimsoned red as I feel the warm wave of heat where morning dust particles arouse in the air.

I used to listen to the most silent form of silence and get amazed by the awkward monotonous…

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Its Loneliest Tick

“There is loneliness in this world, so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of the clock.” — Charles Bukowski

It’s the intangible sensation that creeps beneath your skin, surfacing out, thrilling your nerves with unbearable chill.  It’s the undefined emotion that sculls your fear through the waves of your mind.  It’s the unsolicited presentiment that rooms into your…

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My Forelsket: A Bittersweet Remembrance of Love

My Forelsket: A Bittersweet Remembrance of Love Your brains were the sexiest part of you, as your heart was worth the love.

I set sail on the expanse of your mind, as you braved yourself enough to enter my storm.

I dived into the deepest abyss of your being, as you loved the size of my waves.

You amused me with your intellectual capacity, as I impressed you with my words.

You relished the love…

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My Super Mario Brother

Late post: 16/01/2017

My Super Mario Brother! You were 16 years of age when I was born together with my twin sister. Since then, my childhood rollercoaster ride has begun! To the greatest Electrical Engineer of my life, my big Super Mario Brother, Frank James William D. Pil ~ Happy, Happy Birthday! Thank you for tolerating my tantrums.

Thank you for spoiling my impulsive behavior.

Thank you for…

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Jana

“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

Jana! My FRIENDS knock on my door to check me out if I’m still awake. ~ My BESTFRIEND just barges right through and yell, “Jan, I’m home!”

My FRIENDS look around when they enter my room. ~ My BESTFRIEND parades as she has memorized every single corner of it!

My FRIENDS ask…

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Message To Self: Never Grow Up

​Dear little kiddo, You have never grown up.

You have always loved the rain because you were never allowed to play in the rain.

You have always brought a chair out in the patio with a cup of coffee during rainy days just to pamper the amniotic tranquility that you feel as you stay indoor during a thunderstorm.

You have always loved to listen to the roaring sound of thunder and watch the immense…

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My Emerald in the Sand

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I took a trip one day,

In a place I least expected;

When there’s just nothing else to say —

As time felt like reverted. The roads sizzled in Summer,

And, the air just burned my skin;

The days were long, the nights were longer —

As tomorrow was unforeseen. Then I saw you there sitting alone,

Surprised by this everlasting turmoil;

Your luscious green, your vivid tone —

My emerald, you just simply…

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Hanging Up: When Friendship Hurts

I was so aware of my slippers making steps as I tried to gambol down the staircase.  The house looked alive as the lights were switched on, but this undeniable feeling that it’s now dead was all over the atmosphere; like a curse was all casted upon it. As soon as I opened the front door, the cold night breeze welcomed me, which made me wrapped my arms around my shoulders.  I squinted while…

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When You Befriend A Writer When you befriend me, you would know it. I am forgetful, but I remember everything. I may forget names, but I will remember who is from whom.