Picture in a portrait.

Of what seems like a flick, half the year has gone behind us. And we have the notion to feel as time had a wormhole. Press it on. Life of an under-averaged kid.

As I glance back the past I realised how much time and world had revolved, no turning back, no scraping grubs. Thankfully conferred with the sense of time, it somehow revolves slower around my region. They say bad times crawl and good times fly. Choose the mindset to feel that good times are coming to an end, hence appreciating the enjoyment and blissfulness to the maximum.

Changes, the substance to the issue that was hereby inevitable, drags humans to loopholes of destiny where the future was unknown. I seem to press alot about time and future lately. Maybe its cause I've spoken thoroughly about life, thus having precognitions about the future?.. Skipping the fact about pushing your choices in life to the side, independence was undoubtedly a vital weapon for the gunslinger. I always knew spontaneous changes in individuals are, but most are unaware of the advent cause that lies ahead of each road taken.. Done it may be, but bitch please, them be my choice I hath made.. Analysed the consequences, I suffer me and me alone. A no more but a mere human inadequate to the rapid alteration of space and time. I wept.

In a translucent disarray, I find myself hypnotised into a world filled with unforgiving dismay. On the contrary, I sound like a hypocrite. Damn with the thought of failures day by day. Is it merely a side effect, or just a form of reverse psychology? I admit with balls of steel, I am nothing but a failure. That seperates me from society. I have no regrets, once again I rev myself to try to perform great acts in which others incomparable, withstanding failures again and again, I finally conclude that talents really are limited. But harness it to the fullest, it is one's greatest asset of survival and entertainment.

Was once discriminated, am still. I find peace. To the blind eyes of most, I sadly salute you my regards. We people, don't go round enjoying luxurious outings, meals, bondings, gossips, camwhoring. And maybe even self declaration of depravity, hence you complete your full set of a delicious meal that consists mostly of unappreciation and a lack of self conscience. Your aptitude of judgement proves much. You just pose nothing much than just an obstruction which is easily overcomed by ignorance. Once again, I retake lowering one's humanity just as much as what I recieved. Merely an iron block behind a face, a picture in a portrait. The irony of life.

Life as a chip, you'll never realise how good it tasted till the last crunch.

Yours truly,
- Josh ♥ Jojo ~

Take a peek into life's delusions.

Alright. Enter, yours truly.

I've rotted this holidays. I know time isn't in my hands right now but I don't feel a thing about upcoming exams. Is it because of my declination of studies? Or merely I lost interest. Concluded. It is both.

I fell into a relapse of mind as time revolved right in front of me eyes. I had a dream few nights ago. Standing right in space, where events, pictures, memoirs, experiences, drifted past my vision, where I believed I even saw the future.. An unclear future. Yours truly has been granted the gift of precognition. But with barely 2% chance of success. Nevertheless, nobody feels normal going to sleep almost every night with dreams of reality. I guess some are just bestowed with such abilities for the sake of changing lives.

Life as an outcast brings peace. I thoroughly enjoy the serenity in which most have no clue how to feel. Things I do being alone most of the time, I look back at past posts of my blog. The most powerful posts of all. Most of the time I don't crack myself to think of verbs and definitions to blog, but merely just write what my heart has to say. And when I look back, I feel life as it is, is capable of changing fates and lives of one's characteristics and personality. I feel, I have almost written everything about life that I know, reached into corners, dug deeper, and trust me, I am still digging for more gold to produce experience of life.

Frail, puny humans like we. We can wonder why humans even existed. But we exist for a purpose and its only up to us and us only to discover our purpose for living. I, despicable me, have said, destiny don't shape you, you shape your own destiny. I agree, I keep looking back at my stories of success post.. And everytime I glance at it, I get a brain block. Virtually all my thoughts, experience, and life is being conferred in black and white onto that post.

I look at things, which are blind to many. You see a printer, I see the ink. You see noodles in a bowl, I see the bowl in which the noodles are in. You sing the melody of music, I focus the bass. You see a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, I see the gestures of his hand. Sometimes just looking at things from a different perspective and angle can give a rekindling glow to the dull lives of an individual. We cannot define life. As life means a different prospect to different people. LIFE as it is, goes beyond Whit's End looking for a definition that fits all criteria.

I'm still digging for gold in life, looking for more perspective to convey to humans how life should be lived. You cry because you failed your examinations, you cry because somebody you love passed away. There's no harm in it. It is only nature for humans to shed tears, as thou has been blessed with tear ducts to show emotions. But straying in the past and not letting go, is one of life's many a great mistake. Maybe this is why I don't give a damn about my examination results... Who am I kiddin here, the irony of life is there. A hypocrite is currently sitting behind this screen, telling you about how life is, from the deadly past of his mistakes made. Following the principle, I hath set a goal. If life is to strangle down from the ropes of the gallows, I just have to make sure nobody follows down my path. The ultimate inspiration must be created.

Be the light to guide my path. I stare at the setting sun as the horizon draws open the valley to a perspiration filled with joy, depression, maybe a tinge of anger. And again, its just a life, of a mere human being.

Awaiting results from the Sunway University Creative Blogging competition. Low hopes. They promoted a post from my nemesis. It even breaks my heart to refer you as a nemesis.


As one's ego drenches the crowd, he deprives of his humility and serves as a lower. - Quoted me.


Yours truly,
- Josh ♥ Jojo ~