There is chaos within peace and peace within chaos — and that makes the perfect equilibrium.
Author: Beesword
Heaven on Earth
I don’t look forward to heaven because I’ve already seen heaven on the Earth. I’m sure the world will be just as beautiful on the day that I leave.
That beautiful flower on the mountain
I like hiking, but sometimes my legs are too tired to walk. When that happens though, fate would always introduce a few unique flowers into my life. These flowers are so beautiful that I also want […]
Never lonely
Sometimes I listen to the physical world too much and start to believe that I am indeed lonely. But the truth is I’ve been walking with people’s hearts and souls beside me. You’d see these souls […]
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Love the love and love the pain
ខ្ញុំឣត់ខ្លាចការស្រលាញ់ពីព្រោៈខ្ញុំឣត់ខ្លាចឈឺ ឣត់ឈឺក៏ឣត់ស្រលាញ់ ឣត់ស្រលាញ់ក៏ឣត់ឈឺ ผมไม่กลัวรักคนเพราะว่าผมไม่กลัวเจ็บ คนอย่างเรา มีความรักก็มีเจ็บ คุณจะกล้าเจ็บไหม There’s no pain without love and no love without pain. I’ve already prepared for the pain on the day that I decided to love. Don’t sign up for love […]
The Battle With Dreams – Chapter 2 part 3
Next thing he knew, he was on the grass. Next to him lied the parachute. Apparently, the parachute opened by itself, or something. Karza wasn’t sure. Perhaps he’d blacked out. Karza moisturized his eyeballs with a […]
The Battle With Dreams – Chapter 2 part 2
The interior design of the plane, though clearly still a plane, really resembled the submarine in which Karza met Lily and Anita. It had very big cabin space, and all the seats had so much legroom. […]
The Battle With Dreams – Chapter 2 part 1
When Karza woke up, he realized he was in a hospital ward. It was one of those standard hospital ward settings: fake ceiling with a few while tiles replaced by downlights, two rows of hospital cots, […]
My favourite kind of depression
“What’s your favourite kind of depression? That you constantly run away from a traumatic past in fear? Or that you spend the rest of your life chasing that day when you were six and your mom […]