Telescope

I see you through a telescope.
At times you’re shining bright, at others you’re dim, hidden by clouds.
At times i feel like you’re near, at others i feel like you’re unreachably far.

There’s a chasm so wide between us,
yet such a restricted panel for me to see you.
My old rusty telescope,
sometimes insuffice my desire to see you.

Maybe when i stop trying,
then i will see you.
Maybe when i turn off my light and be still in comforting darkness,
then i will see you.
A flicker in the sky, decorating my darkness.

Maybe i should throw aside my telescope
,switch off the light
,and lie in peace tonight.

Well the sun is surely sinking downBut the moon is slowly rising

So this old world must still be spinning ’round

And I still love you

So close your eyes

You can close your eyes, it’s all right

I don’t know no love songs

And I can’t sing the blues anymore

But I can sing this song

And you can sing this song

When I’m gone

It won’t be long before another day

We gonna have a good time

And no one’s gonna take that time away

You can stay as long as you like

I’m a sucker for sincere lovesongs, seen from the perspective of time.

I shall indulge longer.

trial

It’s a funny feeling visiting old blog. It’s like visiting a dusty old apartment which you haven’t yet to sell.

Everything about it is still the same way i left it.
But i, in the other hand, am changed. Months has change me, i am a different woman now than when i walked out this WordPress door.

Holla dusty place, i take comfort in your strong walls that sheltered me for a considerably long time then. you did well.

I do love how i can change the colors of my font in here.

I’m actually thinking of permanently move my home to tumblr because i can personalize my theme.. wehehehe~.

{New Tumblr Blog}

The indecisive me, i cant choose only one. I still love my wordpress, i just love tumblr more.

But recently i noticed skepticism and edginess in my train of thoughts, noticed myself scoffed at ‘good idea’. I creep myself out by the dryness of my mind, meticulousness of the things that came to my notice. WHAT?!

MAJOR ‘WHAT!?!’

I find it hard to breath easily. I still breath, but on a slightly different pace. I wonder what happen to my mechanism. And i just prayerfully hope that as time goes on, these changes would not hinder me and make me bitter, just so it would help me in ways unimaginable before.

For now, i’ll let the natural force push the unnatural changes that happen to the way it wants to go.

On the side note: Life really is an adventure, you have no idea where one conversation can lead you to. I will probably start taking up dancing again.

Silly little Cecilia, when will you learn your lesson?

Glimpse of sun ray:

Hold this feeling like a newborn
Of freedom surging through your veins
You have opened up a new door
So bring on the wind, fire and rain

It was always simple, not hidden hard

The search ends here
Where the night is totally clear
And your heart is fierce
So now you finally know that you control where you go
You can steer

- Missy Higgins – Steer

Heavenly dust shower over me. For you who don’t know what heavenly dust is, think of Tinkerbell’s fairy dust that helps Peter Pan to fly when added with happy thoughts. Heavenly dust is just way cooler than that. It’s glittery and light, and of course it’s heavenly, duh.. Hehe.. Best part is that it showers over everyone.

Something interesting i read,
“Lady Wisdom goes out in the street and shouts.
At the town center she makes her speech.
In the middle of the traffic she takes her stand.
At the busiest corner she calls out”

And of course,
“You couldn’t use magic in great arts.” – Merlin

Life is an art, you see? It’s not because inability to use magic, it’s more about if you use magic, it will lose its’ art. Then what’s left to life?
I smile to the knowledge that i can do magic. It’s only that i’m much more an artist than a magician, I shall carve my life with a chisel.

+CNL

P.S: For some reason i’m very eerie today. I know, i know.. Hehehe..