A Tiny Sparrow

Why is there always a wall between me and that which the universe has conspired for my sake? Have I, in any way, ever lacked in the aspect of conveying the strength of my desire? If the case is as may be, then I won’t stop shedding tears for life to hear my cries.

Feed the hungry, not the ego.

Amidst the humility in our delicate existence, we have learned arrogance.

Well you know, justice is a very twisted and subjective ideology. I even sometimes feel it’s a trap just trying to decipher its very nature.

But I Just —

My friend Romeo bombed me a quote to discern yesterday. 

This cosmic dance of bursting decadence and withheld permissions twist all our arms collectively. But, if sweetness can win, and it can, then I’ll still be here tomorrow to high-five you yesterday my friend. Peace.

And I went: Dafuq is that, Bob? It’s probably something about life and how people in it are intertwined, that friendship is grounded on a positive that could render the former either timeless or limited. But then again, it could also just be about banging someone (Well, doesn’t ‘cosmic decadence and withheld permissions twist all our arms collectively’ seem like referring to sex?) and afterwards committing, in a friendly way at the very least, should something good take over.

He went: The hayl man! That be some weird stuff you spouting.

A Lot of Thing’s

The difference between you and me is that I am eager to know as much world chaos as I can in hopes that I might actually be able to do something even if it’s just for one or if not, at the very least, voice out so people who can do something actually do a goddamn thing; Whilst you, you refuse to even be aware of one bit a havoc because it will ruin your beautiful day. Not that I find anything in it wrong, just wanted to justify how I’m not the negative freak you think I am. Well, continue having your nice day then.

Favorite Kind of Questions, Thanks Man.

• This may be off track, but what is your stand on people practicing homosexuality?

Hm. First, I don’t think homosexuality is a practice so if by ‘people practicing homosexuality’ you meant people who aren’t homosexuals but act as though they are, then my stand would depend on what reason/s their action is grounded upon. However, if you simply meant people who are homosexuals, then I stand indifferent. I don’t define people by gender preference, not by actions either. More concerned on sense of reason, why they do something they do.

• What are your personal thoughts on religion? All the spiritual and god stuff, not just the christian population.

Religion is simply a system of beliefs. Nothing more. I have my own faith, people have their own as well, and I’d like to leave it at that.

Words Held Back

Well, I really have no problem with religion. What I have a problem with is human ego taking its toll, crossing bounds to greed for superiority. 

Anonymous I

• How long have you been performing on stage with your band?

I’ve been with the guys for a year and eight months already, though March The Sky wasn’t formed until after 3 months of our coming together.

• How does it feel to be singing infront of alot a people?

So let me be straight. It doesn’t feel good but I love it. Confidence is something I am most in lack of, so live performances, to me, are like tiptoeing on grounds infested with active landmines. One wrong note and people would so immediately go rampage about how tone-deaf you are. It’s a lot of pressure so I don’t feel so good about it. But strange enough, I love it for that reason since the pressure has made singing in front of a crowd become an opportunity to force myself shut and just allow the songs to completely submerge my being, rendering me unmindful of everything else. In that case, it becomes ecstatic.

On Writing Love Songs

It doesn’t really matter what subject I decide to dab into, the way I write songs does not change. I just let the words come rush in. It’s always been all about letting the emotions freely fill up their share in a song. After all, they’re what fuel me to write. Given so, empty words are a no-no. To me, it’d either be real emotions and experiences or gtfo!

Can’t wait for when the article would be published. I’m also really curious about the others’ inputs.

Just Sentiments

I have been indifferent because bearing a grudge amidst our chaotic situation would render me a fool from my standpoint of view. I grew up much more mature than you think. I have been indifferent because imposing a sense of obligation on your courses of action would diminish their emotional value. I wouldn’t want to be loved out of obligation since that would feel nowhere near satisfying. Well y’know, I’ve been leading a happy life. In fact, I don’t really need you but I have softened up a spot because after all, you are one of the two who bore me life.

Crazy Self Talk, Right?

Well maybe we all need to watch The Whistle Blower so we could feel so damn guilty about our carefree lifestyles when other people are being butchered of their rights to life — and more so, butchered by the very people who should be servicing protection. But then you’d eventually just get over the guilt then and there, right? Because one person’s effort is less likely to make a reasonable amount of impact against something so big an issue anyway. You’d love to care but life is comparatively too short for matters as humongous as anything international. You’d love to do something, but you don’t know where to start so fuck trying to do the good shit. It’d just cause frustration. Better yet just stay still and carry on with what you have since you believe that’s what’s best be done considering your insignificance. Let the people whose shoulders are burdened with the responsibility handle the job, right?

“Who cares, it’s not happening to me anyway.”

However, when you eventually find yourself tangled in that same shit, you curse to wits the rest of the world who did not give an ounce of care. And I find that funny, because you are cursing that which you belonged to.

Individualist

I don’t want to depend nor be depended on. That’s how I am able to freely float by with every of my wants. I can let go of anything and go for everything else. I am one of the gypsies who go wandering in search for greener pasture, but my greener pasture is in actuality anything random but fulfilling to the emotion. I don’t just seek to survive. I want my life to be more than that. Thus, I defy those that hold me down to the unwanted. Freedom is ideally the most complicated to acquire especially in today’s times when we are forced to knot ourselves to a methodical life to get through. I say ideally because I believe it’s only up in our heads. Well, it is.

On Your Mind

The world I’ve long known is being shaken loose by what I’d like to believe a plain emotional phase. This phase, heightened by the ecstasy one song has fazed me with, is being completely drawn out, blown to a proportion far from controllable. Desperately filling myself up with words of guilt but my emotions are aimlessly wandering up and about, humming tunes of a happy romance. Two of my sides are crushing every bit of me — every of my fiber and the rest of the ideals I thought I could hold on to, with just one thought. “On your mind.”