appy polly loggy, i clipped my wings too early.
givesmehope
justbefriends
- -to sum up my past days.
To whoever reads this:
I am a person with heart & dreams.
serenade someone
write & publish a novel
meet SJ members (even if, God forbid, they disband)
learn 5 languages by heart
bury a time capsule
play play in NPC like the old days days
dance bare feet in the rain again
go zip-lining
own a farm
sponsor a child
read 100 books from the canon of English literature
go on Eeeeaaaaaat Bulaga
ride a canoe/fishing boat
build something ( a tree house or a dog house. . .)
ride a bus to God-knows-where!, get lost & return home safe
go on a roof-top at night & star gaze
stand on the edge of a cliff
shower under a waterfall
draw a self-portrait
treat a homeless man to a meal
bake a delicious 5-layer cake.
donate to the poorest town of Philippines
ride a hot air balloon
run to a person for a hug so fast & so tight they'll fall back
ride a carabao
walk across a hanging bridge
write out 365 messages on paper hearts
build a school my mother can rule
fire a gun
I want to write on a soul before my story finishes;
& when it does-- to go go go satisfied
that I lived my life content with the simple things
& found joy even in the most hopeless situations.
We were made so fragile yet so strong.
We were given everything we could ever need.
God, we're so powerful it's scary.
We're so intelligent it shocks.
At the same time, we're so so so so
narrow & dumb.
Get over yourselves.
The world doesn't owe you anything. And it sure as hell
doesn't care enough about you alone that it's out to get you.
Let's band together, use what mozg we're given & drast
the devils out of the stuck-up, the spoiled, the arrogant.
Because the world is good, it's those people that poison it.
Take what nourishes, return the excess. Simple as that.
Examine the bad so you can change it, but don't forget
the good that usually accompanies it. Strive. Be satisfied
in striving.
Sometimes I wonder "Is it shocking to find that I'm like this?"