Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Can I let go?

Capricorn. The power struggle has had a toll on me. Two souls trying to unite, but trust, harmony and companionship seem to be strangers to us. Many years have passed, many wrinkles have drawn our skins, symbols of a tensed companionship.

Why, after so long, it had to come to this? A love-hate relationship. Pain seem to be soothing, yet again, merely an illusion.


Sunday, March 28, 2010

Confusion

Life is not a goal; it is mean.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

God

what if I missed the true interpretation of God. The fear trembles to my bones, as I realize how we live today. What is religion? Isn't money and our main stream life a religion? Are our associations with God above and Islam merely symbols and hollow identities?

Friday, March 12, 2010

What would happen

If our mainstream reality trebled into ashes...
If all our conveniences were burdens, and all what we believe is true fades away...

What would happen if our reality shifts radically, and all our worries surface
If esoteric became mainstream, and fairy tails became inevitability

What would happen,
if we realize what's important,
and everything else fades away...

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Have I drifted it beyond truth?

Looking back at what I've witnessed, I can't help but to think that the mere darkness that my eyes witnessed blinded me of the beauty and goodness it also brings. The key is, finding the balance (mastering the two extremes of the spectrum)

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Where will be the final throne of the Dajjal?

1. Vatican: a landlocked sovereign city-state whose territory consists of a walled enclave within the city of Rome.

2. Washington DC: Article One of the United States Constitution provides for a federal district, distinct from the states, to serve as the permanent national capital.

3. Jerusalem: One state solution, and final throne of the Dajjal.

My heart speaks

As I journey through my years of age, all I see is confusion, and more. The subtleness of deception is becoming ever finer, and my senses struggle for what is true.

I can’t help but picture my life with no guide, no shepherded. For I would have fallen, and fallen further again. All praise is to the lord, most gracious, most merciful.