I squeeze smiles out of you!

A given
1985, east coast, servitude to the nation.
confused, clarity-hungry shapeshifter.
badminton, ktv, the bigscreen, slumber.
soccer, surfing, pool, relationships.
analytical & brain-churning communication.
GOD.

ecstatic_fogginess@yahoo.com.sg

Recent addictions
automobiles
books
fitness
Subway

any other stuff??

Monday, December 26, 2005
7:05 pm

The time is now. The past has gone, we move on. More mature with each step forward. The things we do. The people we talk to. The thoughts we entertain. Revolves around nothingness. Where is the point. Why is that the point? Purpose. Each defines one's own. The first day is now. The first day is pleasant. Sing to this. Evermore. Beliefs energize. Feel like behaving. Drag. For the sake of it. Take the load for granted. Lead the stride- light and blissful. Beauty is chasing. Got to run faster. Proper life. The first day is now. The first day never left. Dwell not on what the world takes you to. Understand it slow. Choices are mellifluous. Overflowing with the will to reach. Take sides with the wind. Temporal and subliminal existence. Today. Bittersweet. The senses find another face. Expire the boundaries. Then run. Limitless. The blind words and the pervasive forces so undeniable. Touch those. Then touch me. Then. The love of unconcern. The audacity of choices. The day demarcations touch dreams. Disconnected from all moods. Remember that locked feeling. Life flows into an altar. Make it count. A depth the mass fathoms. Usurped tomorrow. Useless energy and space. At the fingertips, perfect premonition. Go! Shiver. Do! Admire everything. Fragrance of this stylistic stupor. Kissed. Translated. Invisible, eternally.

Ease into a change. Chill. I just missed myself. And the days.

doodled
XD