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AN OPEN BOOK THAT PURGES A MILLION BEAUTIFUL WORDS... ____________________________________________________________ ____ PLEASE CLICK ON BLOG ARCHIVE (OLDER) TO VIEW MY PAST WRITINGS THAT HAVE BEEN THRU NUMEROUS BLOGSKIN EVOLUTIONS.. ____________________________________________________________ ____"I love you, he says. I understand this well. The Iceman loves me. But then, from some far-off place, a wind stirs and blows his white, frozen words away...away into the past.. I cry..Icy tears stream down my face..In our faraway, frozen home at the SOuth Pole...Now, there is almost nothin' left of my former self. Sometimes I forget that I ever even had it....."--- from The Iceman, in Vintage Murakami ____________________________________________________________ ____ FOR A BRIEF WALK INTO MY SKIN, FEEL FREE TO DISSECT ME BY CLICKING ON THIS URL: http://www.bittersweetcharisse.blogspot.com ____________________________________________________________ ____*HAPPY* You look at yourself in the mirror and you see an image of someone a little of a far cry from how you thought you once were, and you experience lethargy....You looked back again...And you ponder on how much of your lifetime was spent being happy..and the many years that passed by you....replaced by the strength and wisdom you thought you never had but they're evident ----in your two eyes....You outgrow the lethargy, then it's FREEDOM....You're smiling now.... ____________________________________________________________ ____MY UNDERLYING TRUTH: ..My soul is slightly tortured, slightly complete & incomplete...I am the master of my emotions, I don't care about what you say on my : kindness, to the extent of bein' abused by all the favors given but never have i taken back.... my darkest hours...lies....deception.....truth.... love ....my far-off imagination....solitude ...disrupted happiness .....inconsequential depression ....my shallow concept of happiness...SOULFUL - that's my definition of me... ____________________________________________________________ ____HOW MUCH MY SOUL HAS EVOLVED: ...I am a staunch believer of FAITH, HOPE and LOVE...And FATE. My 2 daughters being my life... I adore Pablo Neruda's NAKED. People love me. I give more than I can take. Selfless. I worry about other people more than myself...Love grips me, it's such a strange thing...Crushing my resolve senseless...It carries me to another plane even if it means defying my principle..I grieve for people who are incapable of bringing depth into their lives. Oftentimes letting an opportunity to pass by - opportunity that will make their dreams come to life one by one...I sneer at those who can throw invectives at others without knowing where they are insufficient... Those who rage in anger over things they never understood - like how two strangers connect without spending time to talk..Or why it seemed like they have known each other before? ____________________________________________________________ ____I love books, I treasure them like my life. I spend thousands of minutes in Powerbooks - reading from prologues to epilogues before paying for them. And it's one freaking habit I carried on to ppl close to me - they're adddicted to it!Weekends for me is staying at Timezone from afternoon to evening with Wam & Roxeanne..I mean, me at Starbucks with Meann while we wait for them squandering their money on tokens that disappear in one blink of their eyes. Modern evolution of cosmo motherhood! Mom drinks Macchiato, daughters making sermon to Mom to be home early after work..Haha. ____________________________________________________________ ____Youth is fleeing, temporary. In this life, family & friendships are like the air that I breathe. I feel if you let go of those, just like your youth, everythin will be BLAH. We should keep them - like how you imagine a child holding tightly a lollipop in his hand. ____________________________________________________________ ____ ____________________________________________________________