Wing Vantage Point

Living LIfe To The Point, Doing What Matter Most

Never have I known this mister, who in his absence could summon such ache.   Maybe he is there, pretend he is here, for no one could be sure, this is definitely not truth for me to bear.   I wish, with my might, no matter how cheesy, that these days would drop with ease and the pinning of presence come to cease.   Oh my, oh my, how things unfold to such agony and loneliness, catching up with this [...]

Posted by wing On May - 17 - 2012 Add Comments READ FULL POST
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Now, I’ve been thinking a lot about my life. I am suffocated, disfigured and pressed to the point of wreckage.   The past few days, I have been praying, seeking for strength and reviewing what I have been doing with my life. Inevitably, I look into this very one thing (the only thing) that I have stayed committed to my whole life: writing. I’ve been trying to follow the advice of the SEO experts, I’ve been checking my view every [...]

Posted by wing On May - 11 - 2012 Add Comments READ FULL POST
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Alone in the park, I sit with a book in hand, looking at the occasional runners who pass by. I am counting the days that I have been spending my life in this way, exactly 30 days, 30 days of being jobless. There is always a huge cultural shock whenever I come back from my travels. I feel that I would have the might to do anything when I travel and come back to be forced into a small round [...]

Posted by wing On May - 3 - 2012 Add Comments READ FULL POST
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The balance of the universe The yin and yang, the prey and predator, creation and destruction, man and woman, good and evil. The good and evil. And there we know, at one end of the spectrum, it is good and at the other end, it is evil. This is the duality of life, it keeps everything in the world in balance. This balance acts like a device alike to the apperance of a see-saw. When too much gather at both [...]

Posted by wing On Apr - 26 - 2012 Add Comments READ FULL POST
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My blood throbs hard inside my brain and my heart threatens to race out of my rib cage.  Squinting my eyes against the shadow, I try to make out if there is any movement, even the slight flick of reflection in the dark. The low moan approaches but I could still not see anything in this darkness that shrouds me. I am alone, with my hair tied up in a bun and my sword grip firmly with two hands. I’m [...]

Posted by wing On Apr - 7 - 2012 1 Comment READ FULL POST
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Loneliness of 6500 m

Never have I known this mister, who in his absence could summon ...

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Write what may, I'm

Now, I've been thinking a lot about my life. I ...

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Alone in the park, I sit with a book in ...

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Danger: The world mi

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Fear: The beast in m

My blood throbs hard inside my brain and my heart ...