Soulmates

People think soulmate is your perfect fit and that's what everyone wants. But a true soulmate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings to your attention so you can change your life.

A true soulmate is probably the most important person you will ever meet. Because they brings you to your own attention so yu can change your life.

A true soulmate is probably the most important person you will ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with soulmate forever? nah, too painful.

Soulmates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, then, leave.

A soulmates purpose is to shake you ip , tear apart your ego a little bit , show you your obstacles and additions, break down your heart open so new light can get in. make youu so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life then introduce you to spiritual master...
J.

The Game

I guess my mother is right. When I fall in love, I go crazy for it. Do note that the LOVE here is separated into two kinds: love for human and love for non-human. Luckily, I am good at controlling myself.

However, with my nothing-to-love status these days, I was 'unarmed' to any kinds of love. There was no arts in my life. My passion for work disappeared since the work does not require that much of passion. No love for familly. No man. And even no love for myself. Nothing. Then, all of sudden, the exciting game started.

Game. For me, I guess, love was a game. When the object is non-human, it is a loosing game that breaks me down to beg for a one more round. But when the object is human, it is a winning game that cannot be stopped till I intensely call off the game. Here, I am a player. a real player. I pour my soul. Yet I calculate and count. And I circulate my blood to own the object. A real player is never aggressive. They never break down. They are never rejected.

I play this game to be rejected. Then I will know that this is love. Because I never loose game but loose love. And when it happens, I will perhaps stop playing this game....

J.

chance encounters

"In traveling, a companion, in life, compassion’, she repeats, making sure of it. If she had paper and pencil, it wouldn’t surprise me if she wrote it down. “So what does that really mean? In simple terms." I think it over. It takes me a while to gather my thoughts, but she waits patiently. “I think it means,” I say, “that chance encounters are what keep us going. In simple terms.” But I do not understand why we should fight for it. Can't we all just share? I do not like competitions. J.

Empty

It's Only A Paper Moon

It's a Barnum and Bailey world,
Just as phony as it can be,
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me.

J.

The moon has been watching the earth very closely and longer than anyone. Perhaps it witnessed every single actions and phenomena of the earth. But it keeps being silent and never mentions anything. It holds the past only onto itself firmly and coldly. There’s no air or even a breeze. A vacuum is very adequate to keep memories without any wounds. Therefore no one can release the moons cold mind. Aomame raised her glass towards the moon.

“Have you slept with anyone recently?” She asked to the moon. No answer.“Do you even have a friend?” She asked again. No answer.“Being way too cool like that,.. doesn’t get tired sometimes?” No answer… 

J.

A New World

I'm leaving for myself...

J.