He, who believes no absolute, can never exercise the right to love.
He, who cannot forget, will never forgive.
He, who have nothing to offer but to let slip.
He, who is completely, unleashed is unbeatable.
He, who yearns to control his destiny is nothing more than a hopeful dreamer
He, who finally find solace in seeing happiness from thine.
He, who hopes for his happiness is never selfless
- S.T

Winning is not everything.

A tempo too slow

there's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth

there's still a little bit of you laced with my doubt

it's still a little hard to say what's going on

there's still a little bit of your ghost your witness

there's still a little piece of your face
i haven't kissed

you step a little closer to me

still i can't see what's going on

stones taught me to fly

love taught me to lie

life taught me to die

so it's not hard to fall

when you float like a cannonball

- Damien Rice

Y.A R.I.G.H.T!?

You are The Empress

Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.

The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents,
beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You may be good at home
decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.

The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.

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Distant Dreamers

These days, the past became a blur.
I try very hard to recollect but the exact details seems fictional.
I grow to like it this way.
For when everything becomes a shade of grey, the only thing that matters is that footstep forward.
Nothing else fazes.