cover up

Organization, everyone needs this, to sustain the supply of energy to stay in this cruel world. As a door closes another door will open. May be it is true, but still there will be a gap before the new door opens, and we do not know if how many doors will open by that time. So we need to think between the new doors that will open, after we closed a door, new doors will face us. Today is Friday, last day of our school days for this week, but next week it will return then I will face the same faces that I have meet. Let’s start it with a recap, first subject, we checked our assignment in Physics, that’s the way it started. Next is English Iv, for this week it will be our speech class we read two poems about love. Then elective, we just clean the bio lab, then next is social studies we just discuss over the matter of the relation of demand and supply to the price. Then lunch… we have a seatwork in Chemistry 2, then Mathematics IV: Calculus, we just discuss new topic. Then clean-up, a normal scene in the school ground.

I organize something special, I added some taste for this day, and I change some things around me. Like returning to my former chair, I’m trying to start a new way from an old way. Think of new plans to worsen the broken life of an enemy. To give and remove hope from those who doesn’t need it, and also for those whose needs it. To revive the truth from the deepest of all lie. I’m still here, in the front of the computer, typing, while I’m inside my dark room. I will appreciate the darkness that the night can give me; even do I can not find the peace that I’m hoping to be destroyed by myself. Chaos will rule over again to my hungry heart of sympathy and exaggeration.

I’m now ready to let it go, ready to use the last three hopes of life being a no one, first: sleeping, second: dreaming and the third: waking up. Nothing special in facing old friends, that will just ruin the world here artificial peace was planted. Before it is too late, let’s find the person who mixes up with the pathetic people, the person who will bring the bomb to blow the earth from its negative state.

Do not try to answer questions, because there is no definite answer. You will just waste life over stupid matters. A crying child was born to replace the life of sinful one, and I have some idea why they are crying, because they can not accept that in that state they are already a sinful one. Illusion won’t save us from the coming destruction.