i guess i should start an easy introduction before i continue throwing up my thoughts on your face. hehehe. however, i really must warn you that the thoughts i’m about to share wont be ordinary; they wont be familiar nor they will be easy to understand.
this probably was one of many Wednesday that i wont enjoy (last May Day; also as a mayday for me) . I bet, i wont even feel the silly breeze of the wind, or be able to look up and see the clouds for my eyes has become oh so dark and afraid to just even gaze.
superstitions surrounds, the black magic is in hands, karma is waiting behind the next door i about to open. But i know that i have to keep on walking and i believe that this is just a nightmare that i have to pass. funny it happened on my early 20. am i now at the weakest point? will i able to get up and keep on walking? is this crappy moment will last forever? will the God ever let me walk pass through the door that leads to the right path?
it’s too early though, i couldnt sleep after having the ‘evening meal’ so here i am, writing about (probably) nothing. i’m thinking: is this day going to kill me again this week? oh how i really hope not so. i hope i’m done with the killing days. if this term hates me that much, punch me right on my face and i will be ok with it, just dont kill me. frankly, i must really thankful for everything that has been given to me. and i’m specially blessed cause i have learned something about ‘killing term’. hahahaha.
it’s not fair when we say life is not fair. as for me, i let my faith grow stronger and aided me when i was dying out there. now, i’m not afraid to open the door and find out what’s behind it. i’m not afraid to accept karma and to acknowledge many unexplainable superstitions surround me.
for i have my faith within me and i’m going to keep coming back where i can shout out to the sky: hello, i’m dery and i’m still here, alive!!!
