Dust Gatherers

Forgetfulness

Forgetfulness and selfishness.

I think the problem with people is that they tend to forget. They forget and yet are too selfish for their own good.

Why do people always feel the incessant, needless urge to to stake claim? Why must we label the things we enjoy, cherish, adore, lust after, the things that make us happy as ours? Can we not find contentment in having to have experienced it?

Everything in this world is temporary and borrowed; but most of the time, we forget. We forget because we are too preoccupied with scheming and planning on how we make it ours and stake claim.

But after that, then what?

Another stripe

Another notch on the bedpost

Another frame on the wall.

Then you move on, another conquest awaits.

And the apple of your eye then turn into just another dust gatherer, waiting, lurking, in the dark corners of your room.

cotton candy crush

I Love Candy by 88blackrose88

Sometimes crushes are like cotton candy - they look yummy and totally tempting,
but when you actually got a taste, there's not much there.
Suddenly, you're left with disappointment and no crush.
Sometimes, a crush should stay a crush, and live as a delicious daydream.
That way, you'll always have someone to think about as you drift off to sleep...

sketch

There is no means of testing which decision is better,
because there is no basis for comparison.
We live everything as it comes, without warning,
like an actor growing on cold.
And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself?
That is why life is always like a sketch.
No, "sketch" is not quite the word,
because a sketch is an outline of something,
the groundwork for a picture,
whereas the sketch that is our life is a sketch for nothing,
an outline with no picture.

- an excerpt from Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being

erase, rewind/forward

"There is a way to be good again."
- The Kite Runner

It was during my senior year when I first heard about The Kite Runner. A friend's sister commented on a poem I wrote asking if it was from the novel. I watched it last weekend and finally understood why she asked such about my poem. (which I shall post after i grab it from my former blog)

It was almost like another take on Cain and Abel, but I shall save the movie review for another post. For now, the movie was a nice reminder that we might not be able to erase the mistakes we have committed in the past, but we can always start anew and correct them.

On the opposite coast of sadness

Only Human

Lyrics: Osanai Mai Translation: Jonathan Wu

On the opposite coast of sadness
is something called a smile

On the opposite coast of sadness
is something called a smile
But before we can go there,
is there something we’re waiting for?

In order to chase our dreams, we can’t have a reason to run away
We’ve got to go, to that far away summer’s day

If we find it tomorrow, we can’t sigh
Because like a boat that opposes the stream
we have to walk straight on

In a place worn down by sadness
something called a miracle, is waiting
Yet we are still searching
for the sunflower that grows at the end of spring

The warrior who awaits the morning light
before he can clasp it with red nails, his tears glitter and fall

Even if we’ve grown used to loneliness
only relying on the light of the moon
We have to fly away with featherless wing
just go foward, just a little further

As the rainclouds break
the wet streets sparkling
Although it brings only darkness
A powerful, powerful light
helps push us to walk on

i stumbled upon this music video today

by a japanese artist named K.

the lyrics are very poetic

and creates dream like images in my head.

K's voice is filled with a sadness that is haunting,

i couldn't help gravitate towards it.

and my sad song addiction continues