No Dream Can Last Forever


No dream can last forever,
unless this chase becomes a fever,
Not a sickness, more of a disease.
A false sense that we can do things with ease,
A false thought of gleeful aspirations,
A false hope on getting there with no altercations.
Nothing can be done in a breeze,
You're there in an indefinite freeze,
While others progress in leaps and bounds.
Time to sleep on cold ground.
Envy tastes so bitter on the tongue
Carry on and come back in a bang.
Get up, you can't wait much to long


Some thoughts up above
Some Herman Hesse on the title
Some EchoDroides to listen to

Fresh Rainy Season Air


I have nothing on my mind.



No worries. No skeptics. Just fresh rainy season air.



It's a dark and rainy day here in Manila. It's all cool and cold.

I heard a storm is coming over again. Be safe everyone!


I feel like I'm doing something wrong

But I haven't figured it out.



Alas, I need to re-examine myself.

I need to realize my short-comings before I bite the bullet.
And before it's all too late.

Ah, decisions, relations, and inhibitions.

On the side note, congratulations to Germany and the winning goal scorer, Mario Gotze. I really wanted Germany to win the FIFA World Cup 2014.

Today's Playlist: MTNS

I'm listening to MTNS today. Such a cool and minty music for a cool and breezy day.

A while ago, a guy friend asked me how long does it take for girls to get over anyone/anything. He's in a quite a stupor right now. The gal he's dating seems to be stuck in dreaming of reconciling with her ex. She's still in a daze of her previous relationship which was purportedly also the girl's best friend for a long time. Rad. I told him to decide slowly and think on how much she likes this girl. But if this ensues, have an honest talk and confess on how awkward it is for him to be dating some one who still seems to be taken by someone else. Anyway, I hope him good luck.

From my experience, I realize that the best way to get over anything is to be busy with something else. When I have something interesting on hand, I usually lose track of time. Well, I can't speak for everyone. Only time can tell.

Lost Track of Time


It really is all up to you. For some people, they have a hard time moving on because of their own fears and insecurities.

Fears


In the mean time, enjoy the music of MTNS



Stuff Your Eyes with Wonder, Live as If You'd Drop Dead in Ten Seconds. Ultimate Playlist

When I am not able to listen to music, more likely, I will lack motivation to do good. It's a mental thing and I know, I need to learn. But having a beat in your head that you can follow to while moving about your business at work and at home is really helpful.


Honestly, soundcloud is really important to me. You can find here both popular and unpopular tracks in all possible genres but each artist with extreme passion for their music. It's addicting. Listening to other people's passions. Feeling the happiness, rage, sadness, elation and their struggles the moment they had made the tracks they upload. The feeling of connection to the effort and stress they have had to build this tune for maybe hours, days and even months for your ears. I might be overreacting but that's why I can't stop listening to music. You empathize with someone else on the other side of the world through a simple tune.

I present to you, my current set of playlists. I update them every so often. On a single day, one playlist would have 10 tracks, the next day, it could have 25 more. I skim through different artists and listen to their tracks everyday to keep myself running through anything at home and at the office, while on the road and in training. Please don't mind the titles/genres. They could be wrong. I'm a generally laid back kind of gal and I don't stress on putting on the correct genres of things. The only criteria would be I like listening to those tracks together.

EDM/Electronic/Tech/House/ETC

Workout/Gym/Jogging/ETC


Chill

I have a whole lot other 900+ and counting tracks jumbled into one ugly hair ball here. Here. And here.

Ray Bradbury on Title

If This Isn't Nice, I Don't Know What Is


I think I have played and completed Pokemon FireRed for 13 times now. It never fails to amuse me. I like it so much I can probably play it 13 times more. It's light and simple. It does not require you to get a 500 GB SSD, or a cooling system or an expensive NVIDIA graphics card or a console. It's simply there for you to enjoy.



I am very simple-minded to the point of naivety. I take joy from simple things and I prefer looking at things in it's simplest, truest form. I like doing things with less, maximizing all means, utilizing my time well.

I feel that in doing things, whether it be cooking a traditional meal or jogging, the simplest method is king. I think I get far more substance with it as well. I feel more fulfilled with taking enough, rather than being overwhelmed with too much. Having too much just complicates my psycho. I don't know what to do with it.

The more I know, the more I feel that I don't know. The more people I am with, the more I feel alone. The more food I eat, the more problems I get health-wise. The more meds I take, the more I feel weak. The more groups I belong to, the more I feel that I don't belong. The bigger the house I get, the more it feels less like home. The more cash I get, the more needy and poor I become. Is it just me or does this age just necessitates multiple layers of complexities - of misunderstandings?

Things, events, relationships are there for a purpose and isn't that purpose all that's there is to be. It's always better to have that reset button where things, people, events, become just the way they are supposed to be.

It's strange how everyone just wants more.

Maybe it's Time To Realize the real purpose of things and stop and focus there.


My mom said once, the best way to know if an ice cream company has good quality ice cream is to taste their vanilla ice cream. She said this because if you find joy in it's simplest truest form, it probably is a really good ice cream.

Up there is a Vonnegut flavored Title and some fluffy Lemaitre songs