RAMBLINGS
Does the universe mess around?
Who’s really listening?
I am doing this for you.
I see you. I know you. I feel you.
From first glance. From afar. From your end corner. Your timid eyes are a wonder. Your mind transcends through a facade. Your respectful distance answers a question.
You move me. You break my heart. You invite me into your sanctuary to awaken my sweet little monsters. The words. The music. To read the deepest desires. To listen to madness. To see reality. We care. We love. We live it. Though the enigmatic culture is the only master that keeps us going. With a stirring purpose. With selfless intentions. With humility.
For those who have abandoned their dreams. For those who fear life. For geniuses who are oblivious to their brilliance. For the noble hearts who prefer to be unknown.
My heart is yours forever.
There is nothing to worry about. As I would still go on with my everyday concerns and argue with symphonies and piano sonatas playing in my animated silence… that only you can ever hear.
— S