man-made sky

As we all act and thought, we done clean our 'window' well, we decorated it with fuss and other that may be reliable in covering the inner us. Judgemental personality might play a part in this, making all thing goes worst. None can really stop for few moments and recall what we have done that tears others apart, we only care for what is in front of us. WE strive to get it, we killed to succeed in greed and pride, that just make everything goes in orders, in reluctance, in scars.

Maybe the so-called body-promoting actors and actress (the one that is plating a major role in nowadays teenager's mind, and also adults) trying to pursue liberty and democratic mentality, using their background to create a sudden illusion that brings everything in such a mess, just as the condition in their industries, No sanitary. Smoking pot, Heroins, you name it, they could have sacks of it. There is connection between the both industries. What makes law and legalistic? Everything that most people agree on for the temporary and speechless desire, just for a few decades before it worsen into a certain degree. The black may someday become the purest thing in front of us. Believing that legalism and law will sustain our right and freedom? I am in no party of saying that. Te ridiculous revenue just makes me ponder for a few moments, those money, those sacrifices, is like a mud of excreted materials, excess, dirty, unworthy, yet it seems appealing to us, and we do kinda enjoy it, we admit, momentarily. Momentarily. The world that put all pleasure into an end, a dead end. Will us someday realize that our mental conditions have led u astray, way back into ignorance, into stupidity, into craziness. Bunch of UN-civilized.

What taught us? Maybe music videos, movies, musics and pornography are their parents. Call them brother. They killed us, piece by piece, pancake-blood-like.

To apologize, to those whom I hurt consciously and unconsciously, these words are just the only way to conceal the scar inside me. The scars bounded by happiness and jot, the love of God, how great, yet sometimes, man-made materials might attempt in breaking everything apart, let the tears put an end to all the destruction. This is the technologically-generated scars. How long to go? 3-4 years? decades? or forever?

Love is not a pancake-sized coverage of definition and activities, but the start of everything that we can't comprehend the meaning of this word too well, we are not enough of it. Yet, by knowing myself better in clean and refreshing aspect, independence of popular culture and the 'soothing' voice by the ear, I am made of love. WE are made of love. how tender, how sweet, how precisely, that we are made, 'needles and threads', in human mentality, pieces by pieces. Piled up in perfection. (sleeping at last)

May you realize that love is with you,the love of everything in moderate consciousness. May the peace not be in silence, but rioting with calmness, comforting us in every aspects, to relieve us, to heal us.