There are many truths in the world and each of us go on living in our own version of what is reality and what is falsehood. As long as we believe in something hard enough it comes through to be true in our own eyes. There are many factors that manipulate and twist this seeming reality forcing it to take a form of its own. Hidden messages deep within the diserahkan part of the brains recesses begins to take a grasp of everything we have hoped and dreamed, leading us to our salvation. Over one long weekend Utada Hikaru, Japanese singer and vocalist, granted my inner most wishes.
Shivers ran down Riku's spine as the darkness engulfed him once again. But why? The darkness had enveloped him time and time again....so why was he just now feeling this paralyzing fear of it?
He closed his eyes and tried to embrace it, the same as before. No matter what he tried, he could not keep calm. "S---Sora," the name escaped his lips in a whisper before he could think and before he knew what was happening he was desperately calling out his friends name. "SORA! SORA WHERE ARE YOU!?"
Frantically he wanted his friend to come help him out of the evil that had invaded his presence and very...
They are all connected and yet, so very far apart. The sky meets the sea only because the ground pushes it towards the horizon. Meanwhile the current of the tides pull at the sand of the pantai as if to say....."Why don't anda come along?"
But the ground cannot.
The sea moves on. Moving on with its active and playful life style.....while the ground watches from afar.
"You'll rain today," says the sea brimming with the sky's cloudless reflection. And with just the giving of a little bit of the sea's being.....it was so.