Watch the milky blue sky slowly burned in azure blue.
Outlines of thin branches of trees blurs into the sky.
Is this the meaning of your cigarette?
Darkness, slow, vast, and all-around, is our playground.
It brings a moment of realization that it is good to be warm, moving, and comfortable.
Would you be proud?
Yes, absolutely.
But why is there silence?
Because your soul is still elsewhere.
Where is it then?
When you have felt the fire shaking you to your core, that was the last time you’ve had it.
How do I get it back?
Answer always lie within you. Keep writing. Keep remembering. Keep thinking.
What do I do in the meantime?
Keep breathing. Keep looking, keep talking, keep swimming.
Will this ever change?
It will. Remember the last time you stared into the stars through the crack of the window in a tiny dark staircase by the garbage disposal. You’ve made changes. Believe it will work again.
Which direction to go from here?
Towards what brings the value in life — morality, productivity, and resourcefulness. To be diligent and kindhearted. To do the right thing and make peace. To honor those who come before us, and to pave a new way for those to come. To find the truth and not contend in falsehood. To be responsible and prudent. To contribute and sustain.
It will be a worthwhile journey.
4.10.2025
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