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~