#6

sept 23, 1743 hrs

hell is here and now. so is heaven. quit worrying about hell or dreaming about heaven, as they both present inside this very moment. every time we fall in love, we ascend to heaven. every time we hate, envy, or fright someone, we tumble straight into the fires of hell.
-ES


an old besty called only 20 minutes before midnight. i picked up the phone, only to shut the ring off, i didnt feel like talking, i was sleepy and tired. i let him talked, and i listened, if it wasnt only i heard mumbles, i couldnt recall his sayings. the conversation mostly filled up with my 'hmm', 'ya', and 'go on', and it ended up with nothing i could recall in the next morning. one thing frightened me though, which the only i remembered was that the statement he  made about me cannot distinguish 'giving love' and 'being kind.' i wonder if there any difference, but to him, there is a clear difference between those. the reason which i couldnt recall will be remained unknown, i guess. i dont wanna know the difference. let those stay blurred to me.

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