Mother Nature

The ocean...
So calm the sound waves rushing ashore, appease my heart
Like sounds of a magical harp, sings to my ears.

The ocean ......
When its calmness is stirred, and its wrath rises in anger
Is it already too late to heed the warning, and run for cover
Alas, consumed.

Complexity

I have complexity complex
Furiously fast to react to anything
At a single glance, I leap the boundary of ordinary
Think beyond the outside of the box, reaching outer space
Solving multiple problems with microscopic analysis
Numbers, which are formulation
People, who are artificial intelligence formation
Problems, which are psychological disarray
BUT
Actually, nothing is complex
It is just all simple
I may have underestimated the depth of simplicity
Exaggerated over the intensity of complexity.

I do have complexity complex.

H@me Al@ne @ Serene Adventure

Love the tranquility
Adore the serenity
Appreciate the serendipity
All at the comfort of H@me.

The fan is spinning
The DVD is playing
The computer screen flashing
Watching the traffic outside passing
The guitar strumming
A new song humming
With my feet kicked back
So Xtremely relaxed.

L@ve being H@me AL@one
It is those precious moments that is absolutely priceless
The serene adventures that just come about spontaneously
H@me Sweetness H@me

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There is no Conclusion
There is just a whole lot more of Theories
There are Reasons
They may not be Logic
There is just 1 Question
There are now a zillion possible Answers.

OPPORTUNITY

If you missed an Opportunity, it might come back a 2nd time
Be Alert.





If you ignored an Opportunity, it might not be a 2nd one
Be Damn.

I Wish

I wish not to know
I wish not to ac-know-ledge
I wish to have ignorance
Unless it is a secret that I am suppose to take to my grave ...




Then I will make an exception
I will then against my wish to know
I wish to know if it gives you the greatest peace.

Pandoras Box

The subconsciousness that hides our fear
The mindful box that stores the secrets
All the evil that was once thought of
All the kindness that we pre-meditated
All the memorable treasures that we held captive ...

But there is surely a reason why they are kept, hidden and treasured
Not meant to be expose, revealed or speak of ...

But when they are intentionally or accidentally pried open
That is when hell break loose
When chaos reinvent itself
When evil has a new face lift
When kindness face new challenges ...

The wrath of the Pandoras Box ...