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My Smiling Cloud

When the last time I look over the blue bright sky? – I ask myself. Silently sitting alone under the vast sky, but only desperately look at the bottom of life. The life above there, was long forgotten.

What is a dream? – Did I make any meaningful accomplishment in this life? – And so I remember my past. The mystery’s of time envelope me. And I ask, “Dear sky, how can I know I live in a reality while you everchanging in my whole life?”

Ah, my smiling cloud.

Why you never invite me for a dance? Don’t you see that I lost the memory of our sky. Can you hold me? Just like the first day when I see the sky so bright around your smile.

Love is a Rebellious Bird

Tell me, if you can’t love me, I shall love you. Since love just a rebellious bird, which you can cage it forever in each vegetative feeling.

When will I love you?
Good Lord, I don’t know,
Maybe never, maybe tomorrow.
But not today, that’s for sure.

Love is a rebellious bird
That none can tame,
And it is well in vain that one calls it
If it suits him to refuse
Nothing to be done, threat or prayer.
The one talks well, the other is silent;
And it’s the other that I prefer
He says nothing but he pleases me.

(Love is a rebellious bird) Love…
(that none can tame,) Love…
(and you can call him, although it is, quite in vain,) Love…
(because it suits him not to come) Love…

Love is a gypsy’s child,
It has never, never known the law;
If you do not love me, I love you;
If I love you, take guard yourself
(Take guard yourself!)
If you do not love me,
If you do not love me, I love you
(Take guard yourself!)
But if I love you, if I love you
Take guard yourself!

(Love is a gypsy’s child,)
(It has never, never known the law;)
(If you do not love me, I love you;)
(If I love you, take guard yourself)
(Take guard yourself!)

If you do not love me,
If you do not love me, I love you
(Take guard yourself!)
But if I love you, if I love you
Take guard yourself!

The bird you hoped to catch
Beat its wings and flew away …
Love is far, you can wait for it
You no longer await it, there it is
All around you, swift, swift,
It comes, goes, then it returns …
You think to hold it fast, it flees you
You think to flee it, it holds you

(All around you, swift,) Love…
(It comes, goes, then it returns) Love…
(You think to hold it fast, it flees you) Love…
(You think to flee it, it holds you) Love…

Then now, let me be your bird, that you shall miss it even when your dreams dream.

Story of My Life

I don’t believe there would be someone has any interest in other life story if not that story has a charm. If they have no interest, then they would far from understanding those stories out there. But how about my own story of my life?

There is no better story than my life – at least a positive person shall think just like that. Well, for me the story isn’t always expressible nor recitable. I found it as a dark line and space between the loose understanding of my timid character.

As far as I go, I would welcome any story for my life.

A Love to Hate

He is not a sage, or perhaps did not ever declare himself as a sage. But he simply mentioned, “If by loving God, people start to hate each other, then that very love is nothing but a falseness.”

In the name of love, God, religion, culture, norm, law, or anything – we can hate others easily. If you hate it, just say you hate it, do not hide within the name of your so-called God. If you are rotten to the core, than face it! Don’t run behind the name of love and affection.

I Hate It

Do not pretend be something else, otherwise you just a slave to your idiocy. Do not pretend to fight for love, when your mind full of hatred.

When you love, there shall no place for hate, and when you hate there shall no place for a love to bloom. There is no such thing as a love to hate, its only hypocrisy.