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To start a new
There are countless time when I miss writing, typing, saying anything, and I just remember, I have this! So here I am, a woman, a wife, and a proud mother of a lovely girl, a mirror of me and my beloved man. I'll be here for a quite a lot of time to talk about anything that will always coming to my mind!!
“dulcet”
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(adjective) In the list of the 100 most beautiful words in the English language, dulcet is all about its sugary, sweet concoction.
pleasant to the ear; melodious: the dulcet tones of the cello.<br />
pleasant or agreeable to the eye or the feelings; soothing.<br />
Archaic. sweet to the taste or smell.
(via wordsnquotes)
“The best way I can love you is by not losing myself in you, but growing with you.”
— Navin E. (via wordsnquotes)
“I will only let you touch me, if your hands are so full of intention, that every brush of your palms feels like you’re writing a novel on my skin.”
— Azra T., “Braille” (via wordsnquotes)
In a small room, struggling with letters, far away from the words, not even nudge a sentences.
Have you?
Have you ever felt suffocated that you unable to get any one inhale of breath in to your lung? Have you ever felt suffocated that you just want to stay on your bed all day not doing anything? Have you ever felt suffocated that you willing to keep talking to some stranger till you cry? Have you ever felt suffocated that you rumble down to the earth looking for something warm to hug? Have you ever felt suffocated that you look far to the others eye wondering why those tears struggling? Have you ever felt suffocated that you try to find the most silent peace stranded in the crowd? Have you ever felt suffocated that you not even able to lost any more of words to beg for scream? Have you ever felt suffocated that you flunked shamelessly like there is no one will care an inch? Have you ever felt suffocated that you let tears run down the blush less cheeks streaming effortlessly? Have you ever felt suffocated that you scattered in dozens of fluttering clouds calmly floating around? Have you ever felt suffocated that you just walk and walk and walk and walk and walk and just walk?
And walk again, walking, suffocatedly?
Hella Crazy Breezy Day
This lethargic feeling won’t leave me. No matter how I try to fight, it always strikes back with a greater sluggishness. And then, the cough is helping...
I cannot stop cough for this last three days. Last week I had a cough as well, but not this bad. Today he decides to add more bullet, a sticky bullet of cough. It hurts. This hurts. My stomach feel like bursting whenever I cough. I don’t get it. This is perhaps the first time since ever I got such an insane cough.
And, let’s stop this tittle-tattle and start to write, will ya?
Shall we?
It was November – the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.
L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables (via wordsnquotes)
Leaf
Hear the sing of the silent air, embrace those cold clinging wind. She love the way she is being played by the thing she cannot see. Slowly waving and steadily begin to dancing along with it. Moving and waving endlessly. What a tumbling leaf would do to the tree but just to leave? Skipping the road happily like it will make it to another tree. Yet she might be seized by the outrageous human. To be put in the places where another leaves huddling like mad. Flocking the box like thing where all the icky junks trapped. Or better, to be the bookmarks of someone who now touch her. No, she pick her as well! She embracing too! Unlike the wind, it is firm and warm, unlike the supple shivery wind, a total contrast. She put her amongst the sheets of something, its has peculiar smells yet its like an old tree, but peculiar!
And suddenly dark!
Dearest constellation, heaven surroundin' you Stay there, soft and blue. Virginia Moon, I'll wait for you tonight Sweetest invitation, breaking the day in two Feelin' like I do, Virginia Moon, I'll wait for you tonight
Welcome to the room of people
Who have rooms of people that they love one day
Docked away
Just because we check the guns at the door
Doesn’t mean our brains will change
From hand grenades
burning the old year
letters swallow themselves in seconds. notes friends tied to the doorknob, transparent scarlet paper, sizzle like moth wings, marry the air.
so much of any year is flammable, lists of vegetables, partial poems. orange swirling flame of days, so little is a stone.
where there was something and suddenly isn’t, an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space. i begin again with the smallest numbers.
quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves, only the things i didn’t do crackle after the blazing dies.
– naomi shihab nye
Here I am
Damn this year is something.
Here I am. A stranger sitting in a small cafe, the only person they need to serve. Who knows what would happend? Some more random person might come. They sit and order some coffee. They talk and laugh about anything.
And here I am. A stranger sitting in a small cafe, struggling with things that has nothing to do with my thesis. The other things is too distracting. The stomach that love to release more acid whenever I panic. The tumor that had been taken out but somehow I still feel it there. The baby that can’t live with my sister, who needs to finish her study and works simultaneously.
It is 15.05 right now. He must be in line for his interview. I hope that he can get this job. He needs something to do to fill his free time. Having a bachelor degree doesn’t mean anything now. You’ve got to be a better person all the time. you’ve got to struggle with the other to get a job. With someone that has a better degree than you.
If they only needs an engineer, they are not supposed to create an english major. If they do needs a littérateur, well, do the world need them? Need us?
The lecturer of English major would say “We are needed by this world! Who will know what does Shakespeare means in this drama? What does Poe imply in his words? What are Bradbury trying to tell to this world that keep trying to send everything in to a modernization?
But, they need someone who can calculate the tax. They need someone who can persuade people to join their bank. They need someone who can sell these products, dozens of them. They needs someone who can operate these machines that can build more tall building.
After all, we just didn’t try hard enough, they said. There are more probability for us out there, they said. We can sail gracefully out there where they will need us, they said.
And, here I am. I just didn’t try hard enough.
Here I am, sipping my cold latte.
“Breathing and Shining” ~ (Me, Thinking Out Loud)
Breathe. Just Breathe. Do not allow my aching self to roll into the dark corners of despair. Should have known I was unwell when I got overwhelming gloomy feelings last night. I am taking care, resting, drinking tea, having soup and allowing myself the space to do as I need to and to feel what I need to feel, so I can be well, and do the work I am meant to be doing. “Stars shine brightest in the darkest of times.” - SNBlade I am Shining Still. Even if I feel dim from this illness and time of confusion we find ourselves in. - Starra Neely Blade © 2016
Hugs and kisses for those who needs them.
New chapter...
Right now I am trying to delete some of my old post or repost because it is a SHAME for me. Its just too childish =-=. Well, let’s see what would happend for this new chapter of me and everything else. Night and lets enjoy some musics.
ps: I recommended BOY - July, it is sooo calming!
Take off your shoes now, we’ve come a long way~
after all I’ve said... Please don’t forget...
We are here to get things done, to make things better for ourselves and other people, and to have fun.
G the Geekdad to his son Nathan. (via gindhorizano)
