Theme: Juxtaposition (notice the transition from less than positive to positive!)

I can be anything you want me to be.

 I am a bat of many colours, even though bats are typically black unless in fake worlds, but I can sing songs of loneliness that will squeeze the creepiest juice out of the most shriveled up human being without love. 

I am Cynicism, and I see nothing but pain and I pick dust out of clean cloth. I can see grey in an immaculate set of sparkling bright dishes, scrubbed once by Mommy and once by the dishwasher. 

I am a song. I am a string of perfectly correlated notes that are bound up in a necklace of melody. My tune goes for ages and is often repeated by sane mankind, who often ironically become submerged in my words and drown in sorrow. 

BUT, What is I am a dove? I am pure and my impeccable coat of white shines even in the gloomiest of nights. In daylight, my enchanting songs will echo throughout the cheery cities and envelop in radiant bliss. My bliss will multiply tenfold, and I will send you praise. 

I am Acceptance. I receive, and I respond with loving kindness and graceful speeches, for according to the laws of wordings, there needs to be peace. Calmness is the centrality of my life, and I greet every 'misfortune', commonly misregarded by the world as castrophic, as a lesson learnt. Why is that so? Honestly, everything happens for a reason. I have understood why from what I have gone though. 

I am a song. I am a string of perfectly correlated notes that are bound up in a necklace of melody. My tune goes for ages and is often repeated by sane mankind, who relish and revel in the great joy we bring. When song fills the soul, the soul is uplift.


We can see Anything the way we wish to perceive it with. Why not, choose the right glasses? 

We all each have a thousand stories and a million tales to tell about our individual boxed up lives, otherwise about the open entity we each possess. The importance of each story lies in the reader's hands. It can be mildly important or even extremely striking in nature. Each page can be read and interpreted in so Many ways! There are countless settings you can
Place these self-written storybooks in, and each way is so
Unique to the respective reader who consumes the book either in part or in whole. This is meant to confuse, not
To be understood. Interesting is the thought of man, for man have many thoughts. These innumberable thoughts often scare me.
Your intentions can scare me but yet can mean nothing to others. Hmm, let it be glad though! However, the intentions of these thoughts can be sadly ignored too. Human interaction is confusing sometimes and often leads to an unnecessary depth of misery. Yet, it is the existence of this misery that pleasurizes these living creatures. How interesting yet again. (: we are all single beings who attempt to glue fallen leaves together to create a green tree. How the vibrance of these dead leaves attract them. Dead leaves are meant to supply new life, and dead leaves have no duty in life. Let it be peaceful always, and happiness would reign above all things which are nothing. I wish everybody were happy and pure, but I know it Is best if we do our best and be real yeah. (:

Happiness is the best, and happiness is inside. (: it has always been, and will always be. Haha, love
These random rantings for they are so beautiful crafted. Stories.

You know, sometimes I want to know every story. Some people draw me to them
And I wanna read them. I tend to analyst a lot and then sometimes I don't for it is too bad. Analysis is meant for being sharp. A lot of times I choose not to do that, but it becomes a habit to not read things. Rmb to read at appropriate timings, and the most important thing is to be happy. Rmb to understand from different shoes. I have never worn yellow or maroon shoes in my life so I will never understand, but I can emphasize. I miss literature! yet I hate it for it makes me analyze too much! Double edged swords huh. Haha, okay I just wanna be normal and sleep, good night!