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Imagine love.
What does it feel like to you?
Perhaps, like a passionate poem,
a resilient and solemn dedication,
or an enigmatic and mystic riddle?
May you hold on to one that suits you.
May you remember what it meant in the past
And may you continue to grow with those
Who share with you the feeling.
1.27.2026
As the engine roars,
thrusting the world forward,
fast enough to not make the pain last too long,
you feel hot tears rolling down your cheeks.
Once again, into the unknown.
To the world outside of the comfort zone
and into the world of challenges, lessons, and growth.
Remember the purpose of this move.
And the plane floated into the air
as if it’s the world of its own
and to roar down to the earth again
let those find their way forward.
1.15.2026
No more boasting.
Let’s face the facts, not impressions.
Let’s keep our minds sharp,
and weave the threads of our stories
to build a tapestry of network
that will wrap us in warmth and softness.
Let’s be honest to ourselves,
and deal the right things, for right time and right people.
Let’s build faithfully, intellectually, and emotionally.
Let’s be what matters the most.
12.21.2025
Wherever you are, I am wishing you love.
Sitting in a wooden arm chair next to a window,
basking in the orange rouge sunset light,
or dancing in the midst of chaotic ocean of humans,
I see you.
I am sending you love and warmth.
12.18.2025
Perhaps it’s not that you have the capability to do anything that you love;
rather, it’s because you love that you can do anything.
A human can be limited as a mere mortal
yet it’s love that allows for sublimation from constraints.
It’s not what you can get from the other,
but rather what you can give for them.
For their presence in my space is a gift in itself,
nothing can get in the way of your dedication to them.
Let the light grow in this pitch darkness.
12.12.2025
I caught a thread of voice,
one that hides in the shadow,
sneaking in times of chaos,
remaining tense for a moment for an outburst.
Stem of the thread was from the past.
“Don’t smile” the voice said, threateningly.
The hatred, the contempt, and the misplaced anger was what I could sense.
I remember the confusion at the moment,
as an assumption unfortunately started to arise
to inaccurately blame myself.
I want to reach out to the child who holds the stem,
and stand between him and the voice
to protect the child and deter the voice.
I’ll tell the child, “smile as much as you like”.
“Look, all there really is behind
the threatening voice is actually
a tiny mouse, trapped in a cage.”
“You deserve to be loved, respected, and understood.”
“Smile. You are loved.”
12.9.2025
Perhaps at the back of my mind,
I had slid one foot lingering in the back door
as we philosophized over “to love or to survive”.
Like a reflex against my naïveté,
words escaped my lips quicker their meanings.
After a long darkness stopped by
(long to experience, short to remember)
I returned to speculate:
that it is both the hands of the heart and the mind held together
that leads the dance of this life
peppers in living, with saltiness of surviving.
So, all of this is just to say
thank you for conversing with me that day
in the darkest time of that night
under the moonlight.
11.16.2025
Now is the time to plunge in.
Unplug yourself from distractions.
Fear no more. Escape no more.
Let me be with you in each step.
We have accomplished much so far,
and we can reach our dreams.
Put your faith in us.
11.5.2025
Can you forgive those who hurt you
because they thought the pain will do you good
but instead it has inflicted a lasting scar
whose roots reaches deepest core of your bones?
Them again,
have you ever hurt anyone
under the grand name of
“good intention”?
10.1.2025
The warmth that I felt then
Still lasts to this day.
Thank you for your smile
which filled my soul with a soft warmth.
I forgot about it for awhile,
but your warmth has been with me after all this time.
8.30.2025
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