come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
an inception of an idea starts
and the world transforms
or is it I that is transforming?
from the moment I open my eyes
to the moment I close them
the world proceeds like a program
as I have coded them last night.
World of a dream,
or a dream of the world?
I wonder.
12.4.2022
there is a story
we don’t know if it is true
but the moment we start believing in it
it becomes true.
it’s a story we write with our own life
against the standards beyond our control
with which posterior will judge us
let it be then
our blood and sweat to be the witness
to our own storytelling.
12.3.2022
did you know the life was so fickle,
that it would be a burst of flame,
and blazing trails through atmosphere,
until one early morning under the dawn
like the stoic statue on a mountain
overlooking a bustling city
you stop moving.
only the second before the moment
should you relish the process
and it will all have been worthwhile.
12.2.2022
for those who have exhausted everything
under the broad day light,
is there a word for them?
a word to describe
what they have seen,
what they have felt,
and what they have chosen to do?
to live each day,
with both eyes wide open,
bearing thousands of battle scars,
to remember all that have happened
it may be too much of a toll to be burdened with.
nevertheless, we stay awake,
to seek the truth,
to be responsible for our entity,
and to adhere to our belief and principles.
let both levity and gravity be in unity.
for this longest brevity.
12.1.2022
it is like a magic
when you can suddenly remember
every minute detail of past sceneries
when you can live in the present
and vividly recall what had happened in past
truly grateful for this happenchance
wonder what will be remained of this day
in the far further.
11.29.2022
it was as if the sky had cleared
by a water fall of shooting stars
across the stratosphere
a hot, thundering roar passed by.
what’s left is reverberating, spacious, and cool.
like an ironclad hammered
in smouldering ember,
cooled in deep blue ocean,
my head was clear like deep space,
full of wonders, possibilities, and unknowns
my heart willingly churning
for more adventures.
suddenly, all my fears became jokes
for hearty laughters.
what gives?
will this last?
I am just grateful to have a glimpse
through this window of clarity.
let’s see what we have for tomorrow.
11.28.2022
we all need a ritual.
a morning tea as the day slowly brightens;
a steamy bath after a long strenuous day;
but once in awhile, sing.
sing a hearty battle song as if it’s the last one;
sing the love of your life as if it’s your first.
a lengthy preparation for the leap of faith
and quick decision to seize the moment
equally matters.
so, when you can,
sing sometimes.
11.27.2022
I hope you can hear this music in the air.
no effort needed, just a relaxed heart.
we will have our fair share of battles, oh yes.
before the storm comes, live a little.
go fetch your childhood dream,
soft spots you’ve been guarding,
soak deep into emtions: sadness, happiness.
then when the storm arrives,
all of your fears will have passed
all that remains of you shall be free at last.
11.26.2022
in the thick of thin things,
it’s easy to lose the sight of purpose.
because we need to run fast,
precious memories slip through your fingers.
if we slow down too much,
the world marches ahead.
to stay vigilant with clear eyes and full heart,
that is what I hope to fulfill.
11.25.2022
had it not for the people who helped me,
I would have been still in the same place.
yet, I moved on. Thanks to all of the help.
their thoughts, encouragement, or advice,
propelled me forward, giving me more
reasons, encouragements, and inspirations.
I hope to live up to their standard
to help those who are following
to overcome their hurdles
and achieve what they can achieve.
11.24.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
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