Mythical Creatures

People seldom can say what they mean, and when they finally do manage to say what they mean, they then dont mean what they say.

Usually, people dont use the right words, and end up saying the wrong things making the right become wrong, and the wrong become wronger.

At what age do all our bubbles burst, or are we all able to maintain some floating rainbow dreams that survive the pokes and jabs of cynicism.

I wish i had some rough idea of what i want. To not have a concrete dream/goal/aim or whatever you wanna call it is kinda sad (in a way). Its like, instead of a nice big fluffy thick cloud in the sky, i have small tuffs that dissapear when the winds blow.

If only mythical creatures existed. Beautiful visions that are created in an individual's mind that you hop on and journey with as it carries you up into the clouds.

Some things are bigger than the sky.



ps: i'm back. will blog about Langkawi once pictures are uploaded.