Wednesday, September 12, 2018

The wonderland

Miles away and your imagery still sit there looking at me with uncanny expression. It is not a secret that I can no longer hide, there are no more walls that can stop from this addiction. I fear the world can at anytime be fall upon me, I am like standing on the thin ice with endless black hole underneath me. But hey, maybe I will join him anyway. And the whole world may hate me.

Like a porcelain, like a candy bubble gum. Like roller coaster in Everland running up high and falling down without a safety band. This time I am a child with a pass to a world of fantasy. It is indeed a wonderland.

Friday, May 25, 2018

Chemical swarms

Here we go again, day by day, minutes by minutes, only to wait a new wave of words come in. A pair of soul seems locked each other in, like a double helix spiral, swirling into the twilight. Into the vein, luscious chemical rush in, flourishing like newborns of baby octopus dancing, like a harmony of viral replication, like a colorful swarms.

In last reminiscence of the defeat, I can only see you there until everything ends...

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Destiny still arrives

You are the reason I let my heart bleed open, knowing it someday, will be in no other form, than BROKEN...

Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Less Conversation

There, they were finally unleashed face to face. Through a secret realm, somehow the thick prison wall were broken and all the writings were scattered all over. Lestat stand tall with an awry smile, his sharp nose is victorious like an eagle. He just can't resist to struggle, or he no longer care of what will happen, a beautiful surrender. Well, if Thanos will kill half of the universe and we were unknown to be left alive, does it all still really matters?

Just don't speak, no more voice, no more diversion. Let us just enjoy this vibes, with less conversation

Tuesday, January 09, 2018

May the newborn Sun rises

Deep from the dark, he can only feel the subtle warmth of the new Sun. As the fireworks subdued, and the night surrendered to the newborn Sun, he'd hope you will have a wonderful year, everything that you dream dangerously and outrageously in your sleep, in your unconsciousness, in your hidden passionate desires. 

I am myself again, no longer torn in two. It was me who touched you, whispered to you, and controlling you in the Ysera realm of dream. It was not him. In the light of the newborn Sun, we rises as one.

Friday, December 22, 2017

Glorious Triumph

It has been amazing campaign, we managed to seal a glorious triumph in the end of the day. Despite shade of darkness, threatening blizzard, and all the endless battle against beautiful Veela, a final strike landed to secure the victory.

I save our battle for next round, stay there if you want. I may grow stronger, controlling and you will be on your knees. And in my dream, it has been always like that for thousand times.

Thursday, November 23, 2017


I should warn that there might be no escape. Like in the center of a black hole, all matters will always be succumbed into a singularity of one supermassive dark matters.  Even light can not escape. There are Event Horizon as a crossing border, step one little further and you will be crippled into matters in a timeless dimension like flour dough being extruded into noodle maker, infinitely. 

In my own space-time fabric, in my singularity, that is the laws of physic. 

Wednesday, November 22, 2017


I never thought I was gonna chilled in anxiety because of it. It was really dark, it was like all cloud in the earth was summoned by a powerful flying demon in the sky and dooms day was gonna poured down within the poisoned black rain. I was ready to accept my faith, if it was the end then let it be.

Then you just came to earth like nothing was happening. With all that demonic aura only Hela the Goddess of Death can match. I wish I could fight you to your annihilation, to call upon a bright lightning and send thunder bolt to make you scream loud,...but I am not Thor...

Monday, November 13, 2017

The Silverlining

Have you ever walked in the prairie after a massive stormy rain? It was calm and breezy that you wish to inhale the cool air into your vein. I never though that I would ever walked again this deja vu, and watch the silverlining burst between the fading cloud out of the sky blue. It was beautiful. And so it is now.

The battlecry is over, the dark voice is now too subtle. The light is slowly unfaded, like a breeze morning when sun is shyly warm the arctic. It is all bright, it is all getting too white...

"Will see you again my friend...", a silent voice vibes out of exile....

Wednesday, October 04, 2017

The Writing's on the Wall

Unlike he said, when you are here I'm suffocating. You are like a million shard of glass, that haunt me from my past. I've spent my lifetime running and always get away. But with you I'm feeling something that makes me want to stay.

I'm not prepared for this, I feel like a storm is coming and I am not gonna make it through the day. There's no more use in running, this is something I gotta face. If I risk it all, could you break my fall? Cause the writing's on the wall...

Monday, August 28, 2017

The craving

Yes I am craving for more. The same cycle spins over and over every time I intently put down my firewall. I know how it will end, I know the where the route will take us, I know how this path will match us again in the classic battle of insanity control - and yet aftermath I will lock you up again in that isolation prison. The question is, will I win this round...

I just feel this time It won't be that easy. It is like considering to do All-in when you have a Full House in your deck, but the other player signals an impossible up-cards in his hand ready to wreck. Come Lestat, just fold up your card.