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Wednesday, 20 July 2011

Cold Infatuation

Her presence next to me is like a shot of morphine and I’m her number one junkie. Her face is mediocre beautiful at first glance but if you stare hard enough into the sun you’ll be blinded by it too. Her eyes that twinkles in their fixed position is watered by tears of pain, sorrow, misery and often joy. Her pink and flush lips are dried with lack of kisses and ooooo....I would murder a man to just rub my lips against hers. Her ever changing hair that flows down to her shoulder framing her simple but yet deadly beauty of her face. She is not the prettiest girl I have ever met but yet she got a hook this fish.
Her sweet but yet deceiving smile is her greatest arsenal just shy of her great laughter that somehow makes you feel like the greatest comedian of all time. Yes I am a comedian but the comedian at the Oscar is the saddest man of all. I may make her laugh and smile but I will never win that trophy of her heart. But yet, she lingered in my thoughts like the shadow on brightest endless summer but she is no good for me....

The Music of Depression





The rumba bass keeps tapping on its rhythm as the jazzy piano tickled by the melody with a touch of a woman and the smooth beats of the drums as the voice of the silent lover echoed throughout the entire symphony.  As emotions rolls out into the pavement of the cold harsh streets, the girl just stares at the reflection in the broken window of an abandon building and walk away in pain and distress. The band of souls sways slowly behind the sad lonely girl who is searching for a peace of mind. She tries to tighten her velvet scarf as the waves of chilling winds sweeps the city’s corner with a cold reality. The images of her past begins to flashes in her wet hazel brown eyes as her pale pink lips trembles with each thought.
       The nightingale spreads its wings and hover above in the free sky as the day transits into night, singing its song full of history and glory as the lonely young figure stares at it in envy. Envy with the freedom and regret less flight the little bird has. As the day comes to an end, the girl walks towards the golden leafs covered park wishing for a different way to end it. Her wavy brown hair falls from its steady house in the red hand woven head warmer as her fragile little fingers combs through to restyle the hair to allow better preservation of heat as she prepares for the cold dark starry night. Each breath she takes taps the keys on the piano, each step she takes away from her past and into the night rattles the strings of the cello and each movements she takes creates a ripple on the surface of the drums as her thoughts gives a soulful voice to the song of her life.

      There is a light at the end of the oak street, where she stares up in the vanity shines of the moon and her tears begins to roll down across her frozen cheeks as she hugs herself in the blue tunnel of the playground hiding from the world. Even thought she body lays there in the middle of the cruel world but her mind would escape like always into her tree house where she lives free from everything and not bothered by anyone for she is in her tree where the guitars tickled and the harmonicas whistled to create a perfect morning symphony.

The Dream Zone

By: Nazreen Abraham                     

(Secret Dossiers. Never to be publicized)
Let me tell you a secret. It is the biggest secret in the universe and only a few individuals are aware of it. Once you hear it, you want to try it but it is not that simple. In fact only a couple of individuals are able to do it. Me, I’m not one of them but I am trying and I’m half way there. For a starter I know this secret. In fact you cannot begin if you do not posses this secret and it is best when, no it is only if you learn the secret by yourself then you would manage to do what they can do. You might somehow able to do it after reading this but it won’t be easy. I’m going to tell you this secret to keep you away from this world and to keep you aware of those to tend to use it for their own benefits. So, what is this frightening secret you ask? Let me explain, you might not get it at first or might even be sceptical about it but it doesn’t matter. I’m writing it anyway for my own sake. Now…
This universe has two zones of the mind:                                   +Conscious                                                              +Sub-Conscious (including Un-conscious)

The Conscious Zone consists of your thoughts, the current state you’re in right now. Meanwhile, your Sub-Conscious (Sub-C) Zone consists of your sub-c thoughts, memory and the final destination when you sleep, your Dream.
When you lie down on your bed, trying to fall asleep, there would be a momentary moment where you’re Conscious thoughts slips away and all you could hear is your Sub-C thoughts. When you’re dozing away to sleep is that moment when it happens, where it switches lane. Then from there your mind will trace the strongest sub-c thoughts and any connection from your past (memory) to create your dream. This would include the most repeated or strongest music you hear all day, the person that make the biggest impact to you sub-conscious self throughout the day and a little spicing up from memories of stuff from your past. This would create the average dreams that every living souls in the universe. That moment from your conscious thoughts through your sub-c thoughts and memory to your dream is called the ‘klick’. It would take merely a second for the ‘klick’ to happen. The individual then would linger with the ‘klick’ for a few minutes depending how fast he/she could lose deep into his/her Dream. If the person was to be woken up the entire process of the ‘klick’ would retake it course with a different or slightly similar sub-c substances when the individual goes back to sleep. 
There is a hiccup in this ‘klick’ it tends to attract one another.

If two or more individuals have the same sub-c substance (strongest thoughts, connection to memory), the klicks would converge into one and create one dreamland for these individuals. This convergetion is called Inception. But the chances of this happening would be really low for the individuals have to doze off at the same second and the ‘klick’ has to be at the same rate with one another. This inception rarely happen to people with no control and when it does happen they might not even know it. But I did and I got curious. Too curious.
There is a way however to control your destination, you’ll have to control your sub-c substance. For amateurs it would be to listen to your Sub-C thoughts so you can control or at least expect your strongest memory for your dream. But only your dream not anyone else. But there are those who manage to control other people’s sub-c substances. They somehow manage to divert their ‘klick’s into someone else ‘klick’. Once you hack into other individuals dreamland, you could control their sub-c substance, hence their dream. 

        
(02.43 am, Thursday 5/August/2010)

What is Love?? (part 2) Traces of Happiness







The question still remains in my mind after all the wondrous journey I been through. But out of the darkness I seem to find light to my question and reveal to me an answer in a form of a soul.

Love is happiness

But if happiness is when what you think. what you say and what you do are in Harmony. Then What I think is always about You. What I say is never short of the story we had together. And what i do is always to be there by your side.

  Love is to give your heart and soul to the one you love
If love is to give your heart and soul to that one special person. Then my dear you know for a liar like me its hard for me to tell the truth of my life to anyone. So when i told you the truth its is my heart and my soul. Thats is my its will hurt me if you ever leave. But even if i had given you my heart and soul I can feel for a fact that you had return the favor and filled the empty vacuum of my life with sunshine and warmth of your laughter, smile and sweet voice.


Love aimlessly guided

The journey we are taking is a wild twisted rollercoaster and neither of us have the power or strength to control it. It may seems scary and daunting but if i hold your hands close to mine. I know for a certain fact that it will be alright.

love is the final stage to rediscovering yourself
Before I meet you I felt lost and confused. And my true self was buried in the weight of influential literature and medias which are so keen to focus on the darkness of life. The sudden presence of your beauty changes my atmosphere and my life which allows me to think clearer and deeper into myself than i ever manages to do. Though it was not always been sunny and warm but i know you would be there to hold me in the cold dark night and even if you ever leave i would never be the same again.
In that sense love is like a mirror that reflects who we really are.


LOVE is to only see the special someone
I admit and you had agree that you are not the most beautiful girl i had ever seen on the outer layer but if God ever exist then your soul and personality is his greatest masterpiece because i had never seen a person like you. Your very style and ways of life and dreams are so unique its hard for me to keep my eyes away and it very understandable if other stare at you too.
Because it seems that every step and movements that you take brings a swarm of happiness and crazy delusions starts to grows in the minds of your victims. I am your greatest victim. Your beauty is so obvious you dont need a sign to show that.

Love is to hold that person hands and never let go
I had found you and it seems hard to think of a life without your hands holding mine.
We walking in a path yet unclear to us but if your holding mine we can definately make it through.



Love is when you cant think of anyone else lips but hers

And all you want do is MAKE OUT with her.



Even when you're sleeping you think about it....


And all you want to do is hold her in your arms.....

And be by her side all the time.....


And you feel as if you want to spend all your life with her....
But yet she makes you feel young

Love is when all you see is love


And you realize that what ever you do you wont be able to forget her....

But you know for a certain fact that you need her in your life

And you adore everything about her bad and good


(Thinking too much of her lips cant write...will try again..... !@#$%^&* i miss her.....)



Still all these cant yet answer the question.......WHAT IS LOVE???

Part 1 :
http://the23rdlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-is-love.html
Part 3:
http://the23rdlife.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-is-love-part-3.html