have you found your fight?

i seem to have this habit to write on Sundays. inspiration so to speak, to speak my mind.. time of the week to indulge and interact with all the thoughts, big or small, that have all been residing in my head. related or not, coherent or otherwise.

today's indulgence is to question a fight. your fight. my fight. our fight, together. their fight.

what do you fight for? what do you fight against? what do you think people should fight for, or should let go off?

there are so many things happening at the same time. massacre, earth quake, artist dying, your neighbour having a divorce, your best friend not talking to you, the schools in your hometown not having proper buildings, classrooms.. animals abused, trees being chopped off, technology work hand in hand with pollutants to kill Mother Earth.. just to name a few.

we can feel bad for all the bad things that are happening to other people, near or far. but feeling bad, pity, regret, compassion and whatnot can mean so much more if one were to take action and fight for a cause, don't you think? standing up for a cause and taking tangible actions should be cultivated. like how we are encouraged to save 10% of our salary every month, we should maybe dedicate 10% of our time to champion a cause, some causes.

source: Pictures and Quotes

have you found your fight? i am still looking.. i hope i don't have to look too long, or too far.

Honey, be glad to know me. I hope I have made an impression in your life as much as you have made an impact in mine. But IT IS JUST NOT GOING TO HAPPEN if you are going to pick and choose the parts and pieces of me that you want to have, to know, to love. KNOW ME, LOVE ME, EMBRACE ME for all that I am. My lameness, my love for all things explicit, all things censored, all things norm-defying. For only then you are able to have the whole of me as your friend, and nothing less.

MAKE IT HAPPEN LOVE,

BECAUSE I AM.

don't forget to remember..

E.E. Cummings

the feeling of being seen when in the sea of people, is wonderful.

Happy Easter all~

“You have to be always drunk. That’s all there is to it—it’s the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually drunk.

But on what? Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be drunk.

And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again, drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything that is groaning, everything that is rolling, everything that is singing, everything that is speaking…ask what time it is and wind, wave, star, bird, clock will answer you: “It is time to be drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish.”
— Charles Baudelaire

distance

there is a reason why people keep the ones close at a distance, and the ones foreign, close.

when people get closer, it's harder to let out. those who are foreign could get nearer because they are still interesting, still new, still a blank notebook to be filled.. people who are close know too much and pose a higher risk to hurt. people who know, hurt.