About Love

When someone talks about love --- love is as it is.

Love as an appreciation?
Love as a greed to take over?
Love as a crossed over from the margin of hatred?
Love as a blind sight?
Love as a poison?
Love as a submissively sacrificing?
Love as a mutual compromising?
Love as a kindness to lesser-in-need?
Love as a impulsively unstoppable bickering?
Love as a dreamy destiny?
Love as a support system?
Love as a giving it all?
Love as a without any reason?
Love as a tiny paces of compounding life affairs?
Love as an accident?
Love as a revenge?
Love as a steal?
Love as a satisfying thirst?
Love as a companionship?
Love as a forgiving?
Love as a plot and mystery?
Love as a comfort?
Love as an excitement?
Love as an easy way out/ opportunity?
Love as an understanding?
Love as a rebelling?
Love as an obsession?

Love can be so many things while it all adds up to just one Love.
Which one of them is a true love?
Any one of them can be true if it serves its purpose.
It is not about where it starts from or where its course has gone through;
It is about where it has ended as an ultimate Love.

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Road to Recovery

I want to crawl out of this sadness.
I want to zip through this loneliness.
I want to get over this endless rain.

I am loosing friends --- one by one.
I am getting older --- year by year.
I am living a wonder --- second by second.

I am picking up the pieces of sorrow today.
So that I can forget the pains of yesterdays.
To live up to the promise of tomorrows.

I want to be
on the road to recovery.
Will I accompany me?

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Painful Heart

I couldn't sleep the whole Friday night. I was sitting in front of TV news with the laptop on the side while being very very sick from cold and flu. It was just too painful to see the disaster. Japan is one of the model develop countries with fascinating culture and traditions. I have always envied their unity, pride, and work ethics. Not only the devastating earth quake, the destruction of the Tsunami, followed by nuclear threat, Japan is trying to withheld triple threat. Their government is trying their best saving the lives of people in need. They are most prepared, calm and enduring --- yet when nature shows their indifferent cold side, when nature shows how powerful it can impose on human creativity, my heart just become too painful.

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Thinking of "Love"

L.O.V.E. Lyrics

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore and

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you

(trumpet instrumental)

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you

Although NKC version is favorite of all time, this version fits for the mood of this time.

Listen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSF6ZUYmCWs&feature=related

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Disconnected

Technology makes people more connected these days. Naming ways, media, social sites, and devices won't end the list. As connections are more and more easier, the real communications become more scarce. I never leave messages on the phone since long time ago of course unless it is emergency. Now I am going to block text messaging. All these connections hinder our communication skills. It hides all our beauty and quality of true socialization. Pieces of information and human nature of assumptions based on emotion is a lethal factor in today's so called socialized networks. Those connections do not really have a quality communications. Why do we have five sensory system? New technology, connections save lots of lives in need in certain cases. Misusing them is a downfall. I want to be communicated but not connected.

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The Door

I am standing there ---
both my palms up to elbows touching the door.
My face turn to the left
and my right cheek can feel the coldness of the door.
I wonder if you are there on the other side of the door.
I think I can hear you moving about.
Is it really you, there?
My throat is dried.
Where is the water?
Why my voice is lost?
I tried --- but I cannot manage to make a sound.
Yes, we are like that.
One cold door shutting us down away into separate worlds.
Even though it is just a door, while standing there
I felt like I am holding you next to me.
I think I can hear you calling my name.
If only I can answer ---

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Confession

Sorry for never been too cheerful
to the world.

I don't know why
it has always been gloomy and moody.

Now that I got a chance to look back
a life time collection of best loved songs ---
and noticed that most of them are just about a broken heart
and longing for the happiness.
Yes, "the happiness" is what I want to mean explicitly.
Am I bargaining too much for my life?
Is my expectation too high?
Or did I have none of the ambitions?
What did I want the most?
What was the most important thing for me
to achieve in my life?
Are we all the same ---
feeling like something is a missing at a point in our lives?

I ask myself
why I am not too ambitious in the morning
but at night
I am wondering if I am expecting too much.
I am sorry
if I could not bring happiness in your life,
but I am never sorry about the fact that
I was once in your life.

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