reverieSeptember 27, 2007 1:35 am

you can make a difference just by a little touch
you have just have the faith and strong determination in doing it

reverieSeptember 24, 2007 7:24 am

the way you control it without dominate it

to keep it “IN ORDER

reverieSeptember 21, 2007 1:01 am

save and sound
(well i guess it’d be a delayed response-as usual)

UncategorizedSeptember 18, 2007 6:21 am

(taken from http://xflash.wordpress.com/)

Look! the wind has moved, i won’t give up yet
i feel the sun behind the clouds i think you’ll be there in an opposite wind

This chest is drawing a dream, towards to anywhere
fly high towards to the freedom MY HEART DRAWS A DREAM
Oh if I’d gone down in that place and I’d opened my eyes
I have the impression that I could find you with that smile
I think that can find you it would be great

right! If we join the sighs, we’ll fly higher
I wonder if there you can see the future?
We will walk together

This chest is drawing a dream, I’m going to overcome
a distant moment MY HEART DRAWS A DREAM
I think if someday doubtlessly it’d fulfilled it would be great
as you could be there with that smile

come on! I extend my hand, now i know it
my heart wont join to nobody else
that day when you poured your look over me I’ve captured it
in a kind of frozen word

nobody everybody
I draw a dream
I draw a dream
I draw a dream
MY HEART DRAWS A DREAM
I draw a dream
I draw a dream`
I draw a dream look!

Oh if I’d gone down in that place and I’d opened my eyes
Ah Í think that find you with that smile would be great

the riddle, reverie 12:44 am

well, it quite so
but . . .
still BLANK VISION

Hey!where’s my navigator? ;-p

reverieSeptember 17, 2007 2:03 am

I remembered, once when I was only a child, my mother ever said to me that flamboyant was her favorite tree. Although it reveals its true beauty only when it blooms, she said, it doesn’t make her love to the fair tree to be less. I recalled she often wondered to herself that the flame tree was an ordinary tree without its flowers blossoming, yet when the time came, it blooms wonderfully beautiful. I could feel her sincere love to the tree while she deciphering how she loved it.

I don’t know if there was a correlation but I, indeed, was born in the place surrounded by flamboyant trees. It was the place in my childhood I often attended to by some reasons. Actually, it weren’t nice occasions but it left me warm feelings especially considering the existence of the trees around. Unconsciously, I had already begun deconstructing things from that early period of age thanked to the feelings my mother taught me of the trees.

Yes, it was a lesson of Love. Love was something I earned and learned from her. With Love, she gave birth and raised me. With Love, she managed to overcome all challenges and bitterness of life. It was also Love that brought us this far. Thanks God we are blessed with Love.

(When you love someone you should love him/her not only when he/she on his/her best condition.) _

Thus,
Jo In Sung Sarangheyo (Gubrak!!)

PS. I saw two of them today, I can’t believe it was so close that I didn’t noticed for all this time.

the riddleSeptember 14, 2007 3:07 am

then what’s next?

reverieSeptember 13, 2007 1:59 am

menggunakan tempo lambat
pada sebuah komposisi yang di-arrange cepat
ternyata lucu juga yah-

reverieSeptember 10, 2007 2:32 am

free space

reverieSeptember 5, 2007 8:22 am

(shy mode on)
i feel ashamed
for complaining and whining
with this such abundant blessing

well, people get tired sometime;-p