Walking Into Window Panes

If you're afraid. It means you have something to lose. It means that there's the possibility of being hurt.

Detachment removes the fear of loss. Thus the cause of suffering.

Detachment removes humanity.

Suffering is part of being human.

When you look into a mirror, what do you see?

When you look into a window, what do you see?

If both of what you see is similar. Congratulations...You have successfully elevate your own awareness. What society would term insanity.

过不去，回不了，爱的桥，打不开，一生悲，心已灰，放不下，哪儿飞？　　

去不到，动不了，你的心，在天边，半生垂，心已累，放不下，哪儿追？

全心全意的关心你，就算你对我没什么印象，也无所谓。 了解爱？我不敢当，明白什么是关心，什么是保护，什么是照顾，我还能。。



有了你的关心，你的照顾，雨天也会变晴天，掉到嘴角的眼泪也会变成微笑。。。谢谢你。。。

I feel like a child who has been passed a very sharp knife.

I could cut to heal or cut to hurt.

I pray that you would give me the strength to uphold my duty. To never stray. To always walk the path of love. For i fear what i would become, if i were allow myself to be tainted...

These are very tough months. When the winds stop replying my whisper. I need to find someplace where the winds still speak.

I understand the cycles. That which i cannot control. But I have choices to make that i feel tired of making. Thus i fall into the cycles.

What is the final answer? To pass into nothingness? Or to embrace all and live with passion?

One isolates, another burns...

You are part of my memory, therefore should I not keep you happy? Keep you safe and warm? Keep you alive through this hard times?

I took this one and only chance to come back to make things right. I will not fail you again...

I remember what you thought about, how you used to pour your heart to me.

What I promised and which promises that were broken.

I remember your joy, your sorrows and how you broke down in tears that night...

I remember how you were afraid of the dark, afraid of the loneliness that came along with shadows cast on the wall by the ceiling light...

I remember how you used to sing softly to the song playing on the stereo.

I remember meeting you the very first time. Seeing how your eyes filled with sorrow...And the waning sparkle of yearning and hope.

A sorrow that I came to understood and love.

Perhaps you know me not. But allow me a little doubt, that this is not the first time we have met.

You would have forgotten, the final promise that was etched in my soul. That I would come back one day again. And that I will never make any more promises, only prophesies....

一片片树叶，
挂着茉莉味。
飘香随风游，
燕子穿插着。
柳树的摇摆，

调皮地风，
挑逗着树叶害羞的绿发，
来去自如，
时强时弱,
一阵突响的吁吁声。。
唬惊了草丛中地松鼠，

蓝天白云，
天上玩着迷藏的风筝，
突然似失去了灵魂。。
一伞一伞的扑向大地，

风呢？
谁偷走了...