Reverie whisper's in my ear

My cities have drowned. The ships have sunk. The airplanes have fallen. The ferris wheel unmount. Cold wretched life has gotten to me. Having to please people within my vicinity. I once said reality is lovely, but the sad truth is I do not belong in “lovely”. I am to create marvels and paint the skies. Move mountains and seas won’t dry. Erupt volcanoes and pull meteors from the sky. Whisper words to add to demise. Ignorance is bliss but I so wish. People around me would not even ask of me. cast me aside for me to conduct my symphony. Silhouette me with tears that makes my silver lining.

If I said all I wanted was a last breath. I’d be lying through gritted teeth. I still long to live the point in my life where stars collides and it would’ve been me that makes your eyes grow wide. I still wish that love lost would be love re-found and it would be me and her that takes over the sun, guiding the whole world towards the ebony of life. I still hope for a single glimpse of the beautiful things only seen by passer-by rockets that would be the hand that leads me through the milky way. They say diamonds cannot be crushed but I am willing to try. What else do I have? This is the harsh predicament of an undeniable reality. Where there are fairy-tale colds and dramatic folds.

Sincerely,

Me

Okay. Then, I’m sorry that I am whatever you mentioned. You can say it straight to me next time. I’d really appreciate that instead of ignoring me so I’ll never know what I’ve done and try so much to be better but in the end find out I was working on the wrong things. I’m sorry my silver lining is like a choke on your neck. I’m sorry that I’ve caused you irritation which I was aware of ( I WANTED TO FIX IT ). Most of all I’m sorry I couldn’t be a friend to you like you were to me.. I’m sorry I’m posting this up which I know will cause fire but.. You had your say. I want mine to. I guess you and I are like oil and water then. Or just too similar.

Sincerely,

Me

Okay. This is kinda random.

We always worry about bringing out the silver linings that make us who we are just so people will realize that we’re actually within their vicinity.

We always worry about not being able to bend to where the blow will hit us next just so we’ll live to see another day.

We always worry about living and how to live life that we actually lose sight of what we actually want to do.

Friend, what we really should be learning is how to die and I don’t mean taking the cold bottoms and knees way out.

I mean doing everything you want to do before you leave behind what great and little completions you have.

I mean to be able to say that I’ve been loved and do love whatever relations you have.

I mean not wavering to the petty words of strangers sillhouting you with doubt.

The sea. We meet once again. Mmmmmmh.. Meat… I have once ventured through your darkness, half concious as if I knew where to go. This time you won’t get the better of me cause I know what I’m looking for. Land. LMAO.

Sincerely,

Me

As seen in the “Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay” movie

I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

It was so weird that I couldn’t move for a while. I was just amazed, shocked and foolishly searching for my breath. The scenery that beheld me was ravishing. Captivated I continued to admire the beauty of nature falling deeper and deeper into it’s spell. It was like the sun had stayed up just a little longer to kiss its lover, the clouds good night. The clouds complimented by the sun’s gentle light beams left a silhoutte visible. Words do this no justice but if i had to give this piece of art a name, it would be “Perfection”.

“Gabe! Hello! Are you there?” a frantic Dan started tapping my head calling to me. Sadly I tore my eyes from “Perfection” a little agitated by the fact that I’ve clearly said to not hit me on the head I replied, “Yes Dan! I’m on planet EARTH!” quite rudely in fact. “Awesome. Now check out what Neth and I did!” Dan exclaimed with a rush of excitement flowing to his face. They had taken pictures of me and edited it to make me look as if I only had my undies on. “That’s going on to Facebook dude!” Neth half said half laughed while jumping around being the annoying little bugger he is. “Guy’s, you’re all dumb.” a sweet mocking voice said. It was Lyra. A friend I had met back when we were fourteen at an education fair. I had a huge crush on her and I was a very shy person. “What a perfect combo,” I’d always think to myself.

Dan, Neth, Lyra and I were on vacation. We had worked part-time for five months to be able to come to the Alpine Heights. The air was fresh and cool. Unlike the dusty hot air in Malaysia. I was enchanted by everything there. The scenery, the air, the atmosphere and the fact that I got to spend time with Lyra. As if Dan knew what I was thinking he asked, “So. I know that you’re happy a certain somebody is here, but do you like it with us around?” he asked with a menacing voice. I blushed and rerplied sternly. “No.”. Quite disappointed he walked away and pretended to sulk with Neth wailing out, “Gabe doesn’t want us anymore!” I have to admit. It was hilarious, but I wasn’t in the mood for laughing so I just put on a smile as I recorded the footage before me with my camera.

“Hey. I wanna show you something.” Lyra said pulling me into the woods nearby. The woods were amazing. With the little light the sun was still giving out it was like angels were descending from the heavens and the vicinity where they would land on were abundant with dancing wisps merrily awaiting the arrival of their angel. The leaves were a lush green and the woods like ebony. As if the forest were set ablaze by a green flame. Almost like emerald hanging on trees. “And now she’s kidnapped him!” we heard their still hilarious wailing from behind. She led me to a waterfall nearby. Although there was a roar of water splashing back into the stream, there was something about it that made it calm. I forgot about all my worries as peace and serenity overwhelmed me. I turned to look for Lyra and there she was. Like a princess straight out of a fairy tale. She looked me in the eye with her perfectly shaped almond eyes. Within it I saw the sun setting and as the last bit of light glimmering of her eyes vanished, she grabbed my hands.

My first reaction was to blush, being the shy person I am. I looked up again and saw what I had wanted for a lifetime. The light now from the moon shone down on her complimenting her soft features. She was blushing as well. As if it was a gag reflex I blurted out, “I love you!” Feeling like a fool I looked down and braced myself for what was coming next. “Me too” her soft melodious reply came. She tip-toed on the tips of her foot and gave me a kiss. Time seemed to have slowed down as I closed my eyes and basked in the moment. The roar of the water turned into a symphony conducted by the wisps gleefully dancing in circular motions. We sat down and held each other close. It was cold but my heart was ablaze and it kept me warm. We started talking about trivial matters as we always did before closing our eyes for the last time in a day. Being an insomniac, I would stay up longer but somehow her rhythmic breathing and beat of her heart put me to sleep. Like a mother’s lullaby.

We woke up to a storm. A snow storm. Complete white as all I could see. Immediately we got up and ran towards our cabin but where was our cabin? We didn’t think, we just ran in fear that that would be the cold tombstone where we would reside. Little did we know, we were running deeper into the woods. After we ran for what seemed like hours we realized we were going the wrong way. I turned around and met eyes filled with fear. I whispered to her “I’m going to get us out of this.” feeling guilty as I wondered what if I didn’t? Not long after the snow had stopped hailing down. We regained vision. Thing is we had no idea where we were. Fear swept over me and chilled every fiber of my being. I looked around and saw a small cave. As if by intuition I ran towards the cave. Once there I started a fire which kept us warm. It was dawn and the sun was still snug in it’s slumber.

“What’s the thing you’ve wanted most in your life?” Lyra’s voice echoed through the cave. She stared at the crackling fire with tears in her eyes. The wind was howling outside and the trees waving as if saying goodbye. It was eerie. I tore my eyes away from the grave sight and replied, “This may sound corny but, to go to the moon with you.” I chuckled out nervously. She giggled for a while and then stopped as fear once again filled her eyes. “How about you?” I asked edging closer to her. Her eyes started to tear up again as she choked out “To know what it’s like to be cared for.” hearing that I immediately wrapped her in my arms. I have never seen Lyra cry before. She was a incredibly strong person. I knew this as she had never once broken a single tear when her parents left her alone at home the whole day with her nanny. Before me my angel shed a symphony of silver tears. It felt like the end of the world, as if a void had been created in the depths of my heart pulling everything in towards it. “I care for you!” I said sternly hoping that it would comfort her. “And so do all your friends!” I felt a hint of relief as a smile soaped her frown from her face.

As if her smile was the key out of this mess the cave got warmer as our grip on each other tightened. Although it might have been our end, I thought it was a nice way to go. In the arms of someone you loved but I wasn’t ready to give up yet. I had promised her I would get us out of this situation. It was just a test from god. After Lyra had fallen asleep I got out of the cave and started to snap of tree branches and lay them around the cave pointing towards us to show that we were there. I started a fire outside and tried to send a smoke signal back to the others. I even tried yelling out at all directions as I had no idea which way was North. My efforts seemed futile but I wasn’t keen on letting Lyra down. As I used the last of my breath I decided to return to the cave. Lyra was awake. At least she wasn’t as somber as before. I sat down beside her and just as I was about to open my mouth, we heard a parade of footsteps closing on. “GABE! LYRA!” they called out. We looked out of the cave and saw the sun looking down on the Earth from the Heavens. “We’re over here!” we shouted running out of the cave. I saw Dan and Neth running towards us with a lodging officer along with a few dogs. We were swept with a rush of relieve over the luck that we had. From that day I valued my life even more than I did. Every moment that I had I tried to cherish. Every moment with my friends was remembered and every moment spent with Lyra was stitched right into my soul.

Time to crap to you guys about my opinions on life trivialities. Hey, they say that you should at least do something that makes you happy once a day right?

This would be my first today. When a trail of dots are left behind a word or sentence don’t you feel as if it’s like the constellation of the stars? It’s hauntingly beautiful, distant, mysterious. What could they mean? It’s like a pool of magic surrounding your vicinity right? This is what I think it means. (Time for flowers LOL)

I..

Whenever I hear this, I feel touched. Someone pulling an “I” and pausing, leaving a trail of eyebrows raised. Almost as if he wants to say “I love you” but doesn’t have the gut to do it. My eyes grow wide everytime I think about this as I swirl into a reverie with focus as soft and smooth as satin. Yes imagination is high in my mind. No I don’t think I’m a nut job for having this gift. :).

Hahah! Okay I’m smiling now. Mission accomplished :D. I hope you guys enjoy my happy hour. Well okay minute. LOL!

Sincerely,

Me

Everybody has,

A time in their life where everything’s wrong and nothing is right.

Everybody has,

A memory held close to the heart that they’ll cherish on without a fight.

Everybody has,

A piece of their heart that’s been stripped off and can’t fit back on.

Everybody has,

A sorry to be said that’ll mean so much when they find the courage to push right on.

When I was fourteen I had a dream. Haha. It’s cliche. No really but I’m actually dumb enough to post out such a dumb thing for every single peer to read. Here it goes anyways. 

As I walked down the run down hallway of my so called “elite” school I caught a glimpse of a student recently transfered. Her name was Lyra. The air I took in when I neared her was excruciating to the heart. It hurt so much that I couldn’t be any closer to her even though we were only breaths apart. As our eyes met I felt something change. Everywhere around us changed. The ransacked rooms melted down, the brittle steps oozing away and a whole new atmosphere was built around us. By this time I knew I was a slave to the night. Still snoring away. I thought, why not make the best of it? She WAS every part of the word perfect. Looking in her eyes I saw the beauties of the world. I saw the sky shifting leaving fuzzy lines of light behind. I saw the clouds open as rays of light sparkled down like hope sent from the heavens. You get the picture. They were beautiful. We were talking in a room, laughing in jovial manner. After the gleeful opening, she sat me down and told me “I’m leaving this place.” and I felt my heart fill with ice and glum. It wasn’t only me feeling it. Immediately I got up and embraced her in my arms as I saw silver shimmering down from her eyes in perfect symphony. That only added to the excruciating pain I was enduring.

Scarred by the emotions the years went by like a blur. I was 18 now. At my uncle’s house we were celebrating a new year together. For some reason. I felt a sense of completion out of a sudden. I turned around and before my eyes an angel stood by. She smiled at me as I shook my head trying to fall out of reverie. Lyra was once again within my grasps. Like the first time we met, a breath away.

Yeah. So.. Cliche right? What’s more. I met her in real life a few weeks after. It didn’t really mean much to me before but I can’t seem to get it out of my mind lately. More than ever. I feel.. Alone. The feeling of a gap in my heart that can only be filled by her grace.

Sincerely,

Me

The moment you saw the title. WHAT did you think about? Don’t say Window’s Vista cause that’s a step down from technology -,-. Well. Actually it’s a made up world where I actually dreamt up. The product of insomnia. Come on, daydreaming at night is just awesome cause it’s such a big oxymoron! Right? Right? -,-. I’ve got a feeling people are either Boo-ing or cricket sounds are playing in the back -,-. WHATEVER!

Every night for the past two months I try to put myself to sleep by tucking myself into bed. Putting the temperature down a few degrees and play soothing music as a side so I’d be snug asleep. BUT. My head is still buzzing with activity. Like.. Like. A colony of bees circuiting around their bee hive collecting honey as fast as possible just to please the Queen. Haha! Well.. I  sometimes do shut my brain up halfway. That’s when these images swarm my head. Like a blustery gust of wind that flows to the west carrying along fragements of a dreamer’s dream.

It’s like. I look around me and I see the sea extending it’s wavy arms to the horizon. I take in a big whif and I smell blossoms filling the air as I step into an undersea cove. I look up and I see a soft green painted landscape, as if the sky itself was illuminating with the clouds in abundance glimmering it’s silvery lines showing of their own unique light. Almost as if.. The sky and the sea had shifted places. I felt at peace. The sun was gently looking down as it fought and overcasted the darkness of dawn. There is a soft melody played in the distance, it’s melody sweet, haromny surreal. It would be the kind of melody that would make two lovers gaze in to each other’s eyes belittling everything else around them as they shared the moment where they just fall deeper into the arms of love. Like the symphony of an orchestra that echoes on through the Ivory of the night. Swallowing all the bitterness that we’ve thought can only be drowned by screaming into the howling wind. Running against the silver rain. Bundling yourself. Defeated. Drenched in a pool of red. Enveloped in the darkness of the night. All gone with imagination. Mere imagination. Some may say I’ve gone insane. But what IS sanity? How can the human mind be described with such a subjective word? Again I strayed off my main point. This is one of the many reasons why I could never write a book. HAH!

You guys know Owl City’s new song? Alligator Sky. It means that there’s just so many sights still left unseen to us. So many things unexperienced and so many things still unfelt. This condition where I never really sleep fully anymore has allowed me to step in to this whole other world. Reality. I agree that it’s beautiful but I’d really rather live in my own vista of imagination and spend the days staring up at the sea-like sky.

I hope I was able to bring you into this made up world where I live in while you’ve slept of into the dark of night. I’ve tried to make this the best yet and as picturesque as my library of vocab allows.

I’m still awake

Eyes open

Mind aware

If I let my guard down

The roof would fall onto me

Knocking me unconcious

Halfway in halfway out

I dream of what is what was and what could be

But what I really want to dream about

Is the dream where I have dreamt

About the things that would have been.

Sincerely,

Me

On my way back from extra classes today as usual my mom was lecturing me about the finer fruits of life. I let myself fall into a daydream. Only today did I really find real beauty in the world. I saw the cotton candy colored clouds soaring just at the tip of the horizon where the light was centered. It was truly captivating. Almost as if the evening sun had stayed up just a little longer to tell it’s lover good night and till we meet again before it bends down to kiss the Earth as it turns out of sight. The feeling was bliss. It was reasuring and safe. A haven. There and then I felt as if I had escaped the worries of life. The feelings of anguish. The want to be wanted. The feelings that I try so hard to keep alive. It was perfect. I wish I could have captured the moment and shared it with everyone but alas it was the moment that was really beautiful and moments cannot be captured but remembered. It’s hauntingly beautiful.. I mean the fact that only I alone will be able to remember this. The colors up in the sky was so unreal as if, the world had somehow shifted, leaving a trail of light behind. Hahah! I’m talking too much again.

Guy:There’s about a million things left

        To be said and wanted

Girl:There’s about five more pieces of paper

       Left out for the wind

Guy:Let it sail as we reach out for forever

        Though there isn’t such an ever

Girl:Bring it back just to be in this moment

Guy:Wait, what is a moment if it isn’t one moment?

Girl:The moment is of us.

Cherish the little moments. Alone. With your loved ones. With your enemies. It’s what makes life worth living for.

Sincerely,

Me