လေးလံပျံ့လွင့်နေသော စိတ်တိမ်ဆိုင်ခဲများ
Dead behind me, mocking the liberation I sought.
Going around in circles in our turbulent imagination, across the lands and seas of the world.
I feel like everything is a constant battle right now. This is the period of anxiety, depression and fear with all the troubles and distressing events that occur in life.
I pray that peace and order will come from my struggles and conflicts.
C'est la période d'anxiété, de dépression et de peur avec tous les troubles et événements pénibles qui surviennent dans la vie.
Je prie pour que la paix et l'ordre naissent de mes luttes et de mes conflits.
Going around in circles in our turbulent imagination, across the lands and seas of the world.
I feel like everything is a constant battle right now. This is the period of anxiety, depression and fear with all the troubles and distressing events that occur in life.
I pray that peace and order will come from my struggles and conflicts.
C'est la période d'anxiété, de dépression et de peur avec tous les troubles et événements pénibles qui surviennent dans la vie.
Je prie pour que la paix et l'ordre naissent de mes luttes et de mes conflits.
ဒီရက်ပိုင်းတွေမှာ The Catcher in the Rye ကို ပြန်ဖတ်နေတယ်။
ပျင်းလာရင် တစ်ယောက်တည်း ပြင်သစ် စာကားတွေပြောတယ်။
အချို့သောနေ့ရက်တွေမှာ မုန့်ဟင်းခါးထဲ နံနံပင် ထည့်စားဖြစ်တယ်။
hey how is life? How is it going? ဆိုတဲ့ သူငယ်ချင်းတွေဆီက texts တွေ မကြာခဏရတယ်။ ဒါပေမယ့် တစ်ခါတစ်လေမှ စာပြန်ဖြစ်တယ်။
ပျင်းလာရင် တစ်ယောက်တည်း ပြင်သစ် စာကားတွေပြောတယ်။
အချို့သောနေ့ရက်တွေမှာ မုန့်ဟင်းခါးထဲ နံနံပင် ထည့်စားဖြစ်တယ်။
hey how is life? How is it going? ဆိုတဲ့ သူငယ်ချင်းတွေဆီက texts တွေ မကြာခဏရတယ်။ ဒါပေမယ့် တစ်ခါတစ်လေမှ စာပြန်ဖြစ်တယ်။
i used to think that happiness was a faraway thing — something that was complicated and hard to get. yet, it took me ages to realise what little things can make it up.
a place of shelter when it rains.
a cup of strong coffee when I am blue.
a cigarette for contentment.
a book to read when I am alone.
those things make me feel happy.
so out of blue it gets me wondering why we did not adopt chemistry as a religion because everything is vibrant with life and there is no death in chemistry. you see, everything is made of atoms which are in continual motion - nothing is ever lost or destroyed even if something is burned up or left to rot away. it does not disappear from the surface of the earth. instead, it changes into something else be it gas, liquid or powders..