Confound Proclivity

Confound Proclivity

Observing my discernment while
pegged within my own appraisal
had led to the thought of abdicating my acumen.
Every entry practices dualism,
the biformirty of being objective or subjective.
The key to that solution would be the vault
which is the existence of "memory".
Now would i Conform or Contravene?

-Ginger Beer-

Newton Law

A primordial theory from Newton.
Would you believe Newton's Law? or Would you disregard it?
Choices are the best source of provisions.
Yet would also be the source of capitulation.
Sweetness is delicate while Bitterness is strength.
My Friend~ with the flow, u would be ~

(An artwork dedicated to my friend, RYU ")
..Thanks for sending me Natsu Yuuzora..

Candy o' Callow
I am lusciously addicted to this particular confection.
The classic syndrome that feeds on adulthood.
Oh for candy sake~
How far would I go for sweets.
One that would feel rejoice.
One that would feel bitterly sweet.
The process from a toddler to grown up is difficult isn't it
Looking back then, i need not feel compunction nor morally added.
Just worried whether i would be candy fed.
Tic~, I pop sweets. Tac~ I shut sweets.
Every process of savoring the candy kicks in an counter effect.
No longer that effortless to taste sweetness.
Unfolding every bit of innocence, could it be possible?
Tic Tac evolved flavours but remains nothing more but just a candy
It is simple with our primarily self.
It is hard with ourselves complicates primarily.
I had devoted this untainted space specially just for you.
Which would also meant my fragility.
*TIC~ Poping a simple sweetness would suffice ^ ^.~TAC*

Pins and Needles

22/02/2009. I slept margin 4 hours.
Could only still ask, where are you?
I do not feel displeased nor dejected.
Could only concern, are you okay?
For once, i rather u are not sober.
Could only request, return unharmed...

~Pins & Needles~

Fleeting Dreams, Irrevocable Margins

Traveling Split no. 11022009

Its been a while since i left traveling along the uncharted.

Would i be able to gasp the mechanism within the docks of chronometers ahead.

I could barely able to comprehend much as assimilating labyrinthine panorama.

That would have mean wonders yet all the while pain-staking.

My Speedometer fleet maneuver in a dilatory manner.

Creep not Speed....not Speed........I spoke.

I had yearn to actuate my engine.

If..only it is truly... accessible.

~Ginger Fleet~

Daze Haze

A regional expose of the calming belt.
Elevated view that could not be seen by the inconsistent shafts.
Repression yet kept me all too clear from the veiled understanding.
Simply worrying isn't going to be the remedy.
Does jealousy sounds too serious or petty should be a better offset.
I would get the knack of the ropes and shall see what could be relished.
Apparently, it just show how frail i am yet keeping up with the speed of love.
Perhaps descending into a subterranean space would also mean
loving you too much.
I would only ask for forgiveness, i am trying hard to care less.


Thank you for the unexpected suprise.
Ponyo on the coast.

More ginger then beer

~ Halleluyah ~

Apparently, the masses are out to enjoy the mirthful carnival which happens yearly. Tumbling and tuckered out would seems all appropriate, this festive doesn't seem to induce me that much this particular year. Savoring time and mashing potatoes would all seems to pace against gravity where planetary motion takes place. The obviously slothful motion that shown on the diagrams are humbly agile when being observed well enough. Neither delighted nor glum, it rains in the core of my ginger ale thus just simply plain. I accredit that tenderness by affirming my actions, truly till now i did not regret my actions because it is "worth" it. A word that weighed and could never be heaved. -eve-

An elephantine day of purely gormandizing and digesting gossips. Exact word "CHILL". In fact it's a bit more then the routine yet less then majority. Shall end christmas with a thanks ^ ^ -day-



"More Ginger then Beer"