Moshi mosh!!!! Wow, another month passes before I decide to finally post again. Seems like the days are flying as fast as they are falling. For a quick update, just wanted to say that things here have been good. I`m getting more and more busy with school and work, and of course trying to juggle my hobbies. Went to another wedding this past weekend and got to sing a lil SHAI for my cousin cuz I know they are going to be together forever. uhhhh. heee... I don`t think she, her husband, or any other guest understood the lyrics, but I guess the delivery was all that mattered... Other than that, I`ve been trying to compose a couple of songs for... well if you don`t know what I`m talking about then it`s all good.... I just have to give it up to composers who are able to produce hit after hit.. Man, I am just trying to be satisfied with what I make... I`m not even thinking about how other people will think..... but then again, what`s the point of having something everybody but you likes? Nobody can please you like yourself... waitaminute.. that doesn`t sound too good. oh well too late. post that mug.
As for other things going on in my life... I seem to catch glimpses of Time smirking in the outskirts of my consciousness, anticipating when it can laugh aloud. The landslide has slowly started to shift, accumulating more dirt and debris and overwhelming the perimeter above. My vision and insight should no longer be called that... I am staring at the imminent rush of earth as intuition and logic raise their argumentative voices, starting to challenge each other. But instead of running and trying to avoid the inevitable, I stand firm, lower my head and close my eyes, ready to accept the consequences of my decision; ready to accept the rushing future. Whatever passes will pass; whatever takes me will take me. I raise my head just before the tumbling earth reaches my trembling heart but steady soul. I see a figure to my right, ready to embrace what is coming as well. Then the haze blinds me and blankets everything. I try to see through the mist, but my imagination forms shapes that don`t exist. Or do they? I will have to wait until the dust clears...Whether or not I will be standing or swept away, I just wait in silence, and pray.
