Ocean is Wiser

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Crossword puzzle.
Smell of morning coffee.
Sunny-side up.
Today’s headline.

Sometimes you wished to vanish into thin air.
Hundreds of people didn’t, yet they did.

You don’t know how they throw anger or suspicion.
You don’t know how curious those professionals.
You don’t know how painful that could be.
You could only guess.
Are they there yet?

Ocean is older.
Like Earth, Ocean is wiser.
We could only wait at the departure lounge.
Or somewhere between the traffic jam.
Despair, despair.
Temper, temper.
Are they there yet?

Sometimes you wished to vanish into thin air.
I forget sometimes, are you fiction or literature?
Because you’re standing between the line.

Leap

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Yesterday, I saw her standing near the rear door. Among people entering and exiting the cramped bus, you were special. Not because the red coat you wore or some orange bunny keychain you hung on your bags.

You held tears for the entire ride. You’ve tried to hide all those emotion with a red and blue shade around your face. But you couldn’t hide the wrinkles around your forehead, or the gasp you held once in a while.

We got off on the same buss stop. It started to rain and you didn’t bring any umbrella. I handed you mine, patted your shoulder, and said, “Everything is going to get better.”

We might not meet again. Name, reasons, decisions, stories. I’ll never know yours, and you’ll never know mine.

You’ve Got Moves Like Kelly Sister

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So, you’ve got moves like Kelly sister.
Voices like Roxie.
Swaying like Billy.
You’ve watched Pulp Fiction, and this is not the time anymore.
You should channel your inner Linklater and gone off those train trip somewhere.
Somewhere far, somewhere bright, somewhere purple-ish and pastel-ish.

Oh, you’ve been there.
Higher than the stratosphere.
Further than the glacier.

You’ve got the gear and you’ve got the lightning.
You speak in unison to the whole universe.
You’re witty and I’ve got your messages.
You’re not trying to be plastic.
And I know you’ll be the one, shimmering with light and laser. Smoke and fire.

Hang in there, little lover.
Stay in there, lover dove.

I know you’ll get in trouble one day.
But you’ve got moves like Kelly sister.
And you’ll be conquering the ground.
With those tables and numbers. Reports and papers.

But, you’ve been there.
Higher than the stratosphere.
Further than the glacier.
You will be alright.

and there goes February

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Good night, universe.

Standing with hundreds of people everyday, sometimes give you random thoughts about life.

Maybe I gaze too much to the street, maybe I’ve missed some beauty among them. Repeated cycles and routines are not there to make you cyborg. It teaches you to color your life among things that already there. The earth, the galactic, you’ve never wished them to stop rotating, yet stars collide everyday. Maybe, you should try to be those stars. Even for a short second, you’ve got that excitement. That burning colors that tingles you. The speed that explodes you.

If someday I ever have a chance to write a column of a magazine, I know exactly what I am going to write:

TV Series recommendation

As much as I love feature film, those silver screen, I have highly appreciation to TV shows. Ever wondering why the header of this blog even shaped like television? (ha!) It is sometimes contradictory to my cynical thoughts to national television, but then again I believe there would be time those public frequency would become ours once more.

So, try Brooklyn Nine Nine.

Andy Samberg, Saturday Night Live veteran, plays Jake Peralta. The childish detective, solving case by case with the absurd police squads. There is Detective Diaz with the anger issue, the ambitious Amy Santiago, the freaky and loveable Detective Boyle, the mental secretary Gina, the first gay police captain, Captain Holt, etc. The comedy is light and I must say it is more enjoyable than The Office. Brooklyn Nine Nine finished its first season not so long ago, and so far, they’ve won the Best Television Series – Musical or Comedy on Golden Globes 2014 and surprisingly enough Andy Samberg won Best Actor – Television Series Musical or Comedy, beating out crowd favorite, the one loveable Jim Parsons from Big Bang Theory.

Since I’ve found this website, I am hypnotized. The website tries to explore lyrics and it is exciting seeing how people trying to interpret lines from songs. Maybe it is the real meaning of the song, or maybe it’s not. Obvious lyrics try to make thorough messages, poetic lyrics sometimes try too hard to be… just poetic. It is delightful to know that a song titled Butterfly is actually from a musical called Madame Butterfly. Deciphering a line is a tough stuff, you think you know it. But maybe, there’s where you wrong.

I grew up with rock and alternatives music as the soundtrack of my life. And I still think those rock music bring the same romance vibe as those 7 octaves pop song when it comes to deliver a love song. So yeah, don’t be surprised sometimes in the future you’ll be hearing all those baritones range voices and high pitched song plays on my wedding day :))

And speaking about wedding. A lot of friend are getting married, some just got a baby, it is nice seeing people you know from high and low is entering new life. Sometimes it is weird, imagining they’ll be taken somewhere else, speaking different languages than silly conversation or culture jokes. Staying out from the cinema, not buying cheap crackers anymore. But then again, those cycle and milestones do exist. Maybe a world I refuse to see until now is coming closer. Whatever it is, do keep this on mind.

I bet that you look good on the dance floor.

Whether it is climbing a career or raising a child. Whether it is pursuing degree or building a business. Whether it is enjoying life, or financing a house. Whether it is traveling across the world, or helping your parents. You’ll all be wonderful. You’re all still those magical little wonders I know back from my younger life. Those beautiful sparks.

Good morning, universe :)

Circus Parade

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There is a circus parade across town.
A place you’ll never forget.
Experience you’ll find nowhere else.
A cannonball that blasts people.
An arrow shoots to the heart.
A clown freak that juggles glass ball.
Animals play with fire.

Doesn’t it happen all the time?
Doesn’t it happen to all of us?

There is a circus parade across town.
Alluring. Breathtaking. Liberating.
You refuse to be there. Yet you’re already there.
Taking pictures and clapping side by side.

Multicolored mist, all that illusion.
Black will never suits you.
Someday we’re going to wake up, from those soap operas and the butchery.
Someday we’re going to wake up, and switch off the TV.
We put back the arrows right where it belongs.
To the head that deserves that.