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She silently stared at me
Then she walked over to me
I scrunched down to her eye-to-eye
Then she whispered into my ear.
Her whisper carried a thunderous roar,
A dagger cloaked in soft feathers,
And a defiantly black pupil.
She said:
“I am love”
7.19.2019
Blue dusk fills the empty room in
Silence,
Submerging everything in this atmosphere.
Momentary, but serendipitous, it is,
This one minute of vacuum peace,
I shall believe.
Invisible, but seething, it is.
Unquenchable vibration of life,
Unwavering eyes,
Unstoppable heart,
I.
Am.
Here.
7.18.2019
Time flows,
Fame comes and goes,
I chased the butterflies
That danced so close by
Memory remains,
Unfinished businesses and battles
They never forget
Even when autumn has passed
Hold on,
Rise again with the worn out tools
Times still flows,
Businesses are still here to be done.
7.17.2019
Having peaked the apex,
Momentum froze midair,
Not sure what to do
Meanwhile time has gone by,
Unfinished business layering up like mushrooms,
A phlegmatic gait afoul of past pristine valor
Quietly, scrub the rusts off your tool,
Fume wind into seeds of flame
Grip your hammer tighter in your palm.
It is a time for a change.
Time to evolve.
7.16.2019
There’s a blue sanitary glove laying on a seat inside out
All these people in this city but don’t seem to notice it
A hispanic mother checks her thick purple lipstick on her selfie as her daughter stares blankly into her doll.
A elderly white woman – a blue shirt inside and a checkered shirt on her out side – pulls out her iPhone 5 from her white polka dotted red handbag. On her left arm, she has an Apple Watch. Her right arm is ballooned like a hot dog. Perhaps it’s swellig because of blood clots in blood vessel. The thin wrinkled old lady’s body seemed to have taken a toll for all the hard work she has done to get that handbag, Apple Watch, and her iPhone.
Two black men with red caps on, one has a shirt aloha captain fin
Two college freshmen girls singing in the back seat think out loud how great they hard.
In the cacophony, we go from A to B. Er- perhaps we have not even met.
7.16.2018
I drew a circle on the sand, over
and over again, but did not find
what I need.
One day, a thunder stroke the tree
whose shadow I cherished so much
to read my books and calm my mind.
Under the ashes of the tree, I
found an amber slowly glowing in
crimson red.
I stroke it with a hammer clenched
in my hand, flame ignited and
engulfed my whole body
Hammering it over and over again,
I made a pair of glass wings to
glide through the atmosphere.
7.14.2019
What are we talking about today?
Walking down a beautiful road with clear blue sky overhead and summer breeze gently blowing on rich green trees, I found myself wondering in my head: is this even real?
What made you think that way?
As the internet becomes widely available in the world, more content is readily available to each person. Movies show us an alternate world that resembles so much to our physical world. Documentaries show us actual places that are somewhere on this earth. Video chatting allows us to stare at each other while talking in real-time. Sometimes even two people sitting right across from each other prefer to pay their attention to monitor screen instead of the person across from each other. With the internet, we no longer need the physical presence of other people in order to live in this world.
Why are we doing this?
The world is a lonely place (do we all agree?). Human beings are known to be socializing animals (this is scientifically proven, but I am too lazy to find an appropriate source. I apologize). We naturally feel a need to socialize with other people when we are alone. The Internet is now available to supply this need.
What is the result?
By substituting real human beings with virtual reality, we become more separated from real things.
Is this a good thing?
Perhaps, it is for some. Many people have different beliefs. Believing in what is real and what is not real has been a controversial topic, especially when it comes to religion. We read a fiction novel to imagine in our head what it is like to live in an alternative social scenario. Perhaps internet boosts empathy for some people who have difficulty seeing things from other people’s perspective.
Does it matter?
I don’t know. It will open a box to a whole lot of other questions. What is happiness? What is justice? What is real? These are subjective topics that are difficult to settle (I hope we agree on this).
What do I think about it?
I have been living in internet life for at least 10 years. My life has circulated around the function of my laptop. I lived in niches such as YouTube, Tumblr, Twitter, and NPR. I think I know the stuff that I know (like Syrian crisis) because I believe what the internet content says as true. It has widened my perspective on world history, world news, and specific interest areas such as health economics.
What should we do about this?
I think it is better not to dwell so much in the fear of losing a sense of reality by the internet. It is a powerful tool that is really useful. Of course, along with many other things, over-dependency is not a good thing. However, ignoring the internet at all also will not work so well, because there are many shortcuts one can take from information available online.
Please feel free to share your thoughts on the comments section below! 🙂
As if it was poked with a sharp metal stick,
My left thigh suddenly buzzed and squeezed its muscle downwards
‘Am I dreaming now?’ Is someone poking in my brain while I am asleep?
Then I began to suspect the clear blue sky, perfectly round soft-looking clouds, and pixels of green leaves flickering sunlight in a wave when the breeze passes by.
Am I awake? More grumbled I was, as I imagined all the goods that could have been deprived of me.
Then I continued reading about romans learning the new ways from the greek, and how one of the greek was so stubborn that they drove themselves to the death.
I wrote: I live, for there is a justice that I must defend. I live, for there is the ultimate truth somewhere in this world I am conscious. I live, for what I am certain I know of.
It’s another fight.
7.13.2019
Time will flow whether you like it or not
A new budding on the ground shines as a harbinger to incoming newcomers.
Oneself is said to be the largest struggle
I’d say, “leave me be. I shall dare to face my destiny”
Be warned, the pain for successful path may be intolerable, but doubles the limit.
See you soon,
7.12.2019
A sung sang in my heart
Unheard by many, perhaps to even myself
Breathing, one realize one’s lung is dancing
Air flows, passively, but powerfully
Seeping into each inches of the body, it’s consumed, taking control of them
Flowing from one piece to the other
But then again, how does one place differ from the other? Time? Space?
Ah well applaud for the smallest, for the minute tick appropriates the universe
Dancing around it seems, even when all seemed to have stopped.
7.11.2019
Ralph with Coffee 
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