Unlocked

I would like to apologize for the inactive usage of this blog these past weeks.
I guess I'm to blame; I haven't had the good enough skill to allot the time I've been given.
I have reasons, though:

1) Examinations. Yep, exam weeks were up! I used most of the time to read and review and study,study,study! The hard part was the anaemic one: I frequently felt a stabbing pain in my head, always complaining and tempting me to lie down and fall asleep...*sigh* PEOPLE, DON'T PROCRASTINATE. It really helps.

2) Vacation. I finally obtained the break from school I had been pining for; the stress had been piling up in a hasty pace someone like me could hardly cope with (deprivation of sleep was killing me). PLUS, my class was making everything much harder for me (nope, no bullying; it's just lack of resilience to people who just seem unwilling to open up. You eventually get tired of trying.)

3) Friendly visits. As some of you may know, I moved from Hamburg to Berlin a couple of months ago, and some of my friends in HH (Hansestadt Hamburg) had decided to pay me a visit here in the wild capital. Naturally, I was adamant to spend every single nanosecond they were here with them, for seldom came such an opportunity.

So there you go. I hope you exculpate me of my tenacious sins...

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By the way, don't forget: 

Time waits for no one ... And endurance is the key!

P.S: I also want to thank anyone who decided to follow this blog. I'm so flabbergasted. I never thought someone would actually like this. Merci beaucoup! Oh, and belated MERRY CHRISTMAS to those who celebrate!... 

Paradox

Sojourning a journey,
Running a race.
Yearning for that heavenly destination,
Of it no permanent trace.

Several travelers,
uncountable roads.
But which one is the right one?
Where is one to go?

Obstacles appear,
rocks and stones get in the way,
Flustering the wanderers,
making some go astray.

You saunter on
STILL trying to find,
that peaceful destination
towards which paths intertwine.

Staring straight ahead,
an intersection comes in sight.
The choice is yours to make
whether you turn left or right.

Years and years fleet past
the race is not yet done.
What else is one to endure,
'til he can say that he's won?

Doubt starts to linger,
clouding your limited mind;
brooding over you deeds' vanity,
including every sacrifice.

You begin to waver,
changing track as you think
that this destination's mere illusion,
one of your mind's little tricks.

Proceeding the voyage,
with no particular goal to reach;
still craving for contentment,
just shambling as you please.

In the end there's no goal,
no final destination to pursue;
traversing on high and low tide,
still in search of the truth.

P.S: Bear with me. I'm not much of a poet. :)

Empty shells

Giving up is an admitted failure, an admitted defeat. It's what we would call "the easy way out". On the other hand, striving on fervently is admitting the intricacies there are or could be, but also acknowledging the attainability of a seemingly far-fetched and tough goal; a rougher, hardly passable path which,however,one is still capable to benefit from, whether a hard fall is experienced or success is obtained.



Easy to say, much harder to do. But a towel that's thrown in is a lose-lose situation which one gets himself into. Trying has never done any harm, once convinced of the rightness of what you feverishly wish for... because anything that's worth anything had never ever been easily achieved. Have you ever heard of a priceless treasure which no single drop of blood or sweat hadn't been shed for?... As the saying goes, no fruits will ripen when there is no labor done.


Who said the latter path/way is impassable? Most of the existent limits are merely made up in our minds, albeit not all of them, as human beings. Our thinking is restricted. If no way is found, then a way shall be made... with luck, faith, hope and a splash of zealousness,ardor and hard-work, since only one's own self is the biggest hindrance that could ever exist.


... So looking at the mirror profoundly, one should first of all tell himself in earnest what is really preferred ... and then show the world that whatever one may have decided for himself, isn't only a bunch of phrases teeming with empty promises and intent; words wrapped in empty shells.






P.S: this song always manages to cheer me up. Open Happiness!