Sleepy & Shallow

My fingers are hesitating as I’m typing this, I barely shed a sweat from the tip of my fingers. My hands are pleasantly groggy, same goes for the palms, resting against the heat of my laptop like a crappy cheap furnace. I could be the modern-day version of the little match girl, except, I’m being comforted by the warmth of some technology. That sounded millennial to my ears.

Then, there are my eyes, wandering around the gloomy four corners I called home. The main focal point is my laptop’s dimly lit screen, but my eyes seem to space out into the abyss. When I snapped out of my dooze, my eyelids felt heavy- it was doing so many push-ups in a row, that’s how fucking exhausted I am. So, what’s the solution? Go grab a cup of coffee or some energy drink? Well, it’s practically useless, I’m picky about what caffeine goes into my system. Basically, I’m not a coffee person.

Still, I’m sleepy and it’s a pretty feeling. You give no absolute fucks about anything. Your thoughts, memories and conscience are sleepy, they are enclosed in a box, only to be open when you’re fully awake. The world will feel new and hazy like you’ve just been born. Wouldn’t it be peaceful to forever be sleepy? Strange, it makes me want to relive the days of preschool napping sessions.

It’s 4 AM, I seriously need to sleep.

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All’s Well That Ends Well.

Success- a simple word that has been overlooked by society; a word most vagabonds wouldn’t be able to perceive, let alone the definition that is utterly incomprehensive in the depths of their minds. Today’s generation contemplated differently, they ought the word “Success” is commonly associated to being sophisticated or manipulative. Basically, empowering themselves with wealth- only to be considered spoiled in the end. On the other hand, sanctimonious beings may visualize success in an inconceivable way. It’s certainly not wrong to imagine success profoundly than what we can manage. Supposedly, it would be much more preferred if we start with the elementary deeds rather than exposing ourselves with something big and impossible- unwillingly eradicating our fulfilments. Therefore, we cannot expect ourselves to dominate this planet if we haven’t had a fundamental base for our simple acts of success.

Generosity is one way we can further our step into success, we need to plan out a probable idea. Think about the families living in a marginalized province- helping them by providing a much more convenient property and giving them enough money may sound like a big successful impact to the welfare of the people. However, all isn’t well. High expectations are like propagandas, ruining the definition of success, and the idea of generosity at the same time. You can’t anticipate the marginalized families to move to a new property with a better economy, it’s like forcing them to leave their comfortable homes and getting used to the new environment can be a burden to them. To start off simply, giving money to a particular charity is already the beginning. Then, proceeding to create a simple charity organization could be a foundation of your progress, ensuring that the earnings would be given to the marginalized people. In addition, to give an endorsement to them, we could create a notice to give awareness to the public. Whether it’s selling unwanted items or ensuring the oblivious people to be aware of those who are alienated, our efforts can determine our compassion for the well-being of the marginalized people.

Presumably, as we continue to slowly increase our support for them, the definition of success would be more tolerable. As we commit to a much smaller and simple step, it would be manageable for us. Our kindness would collaborate with our thoughts. Providing the less fortunate with our constant support. Although the act of generosity is commonly associated among certain people, the idea of benevolence cannot be both a weakness nor a strength at the same time.

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The Magic of Christmas

 “All is calm, all is bright. Round yon Virgin, Mother, and Child. Holy infant so tender and mild,”

The lyrics sounded familiar, right? An enchanting Christmas song entitled Silent Night, the sweet, sentimental tune gave a euphonious definition of a nonchalant Christmas. Basically, innocence is hiding behind this holiday. Whenever we thought of this felicitous event, people may imagine young innocent children running around, playing with the snow, making snow angels and writing letters to Santa, asking for toys and goodies to be wrapped in a harlequin paper and put it under their Christmas tree with tons of ornaments and lights. The youngsters are surrounding our environment, bringing joyous moments to lighten up the spirit of Christmas.

  Now, what if the children’s sentiments are no longer lively? The felicity of the celebration would be eradicated, causing melancholy to be filled in the air. Indeed, a nightmare before Christmas. Nevertheless, a story by Charle Dickens could represent such situation. But this time, an old man named Scrooge, who contemplates that everything is just pure nonsense, nothing crucial about this holiday. To him, he sees Christmas as absolutely dreary and indignant. Another instance would be our iconic character made by Dr. Seuss, the green Grinch had an idea to ruined Christmas by stealing it. Eventually, their bitterness would suddenly turn them into a new leaf- resembling a much more blissful character in the end. That’s the magic of the Christmas spirit.

Like what the Grinch says, Christmas is not all about material gifts, it’s about spending time with your loved ones. The bond between the a child and his family could easily enlighten the season, pushing the woes off the cliff and care less about their stresses. Everytime beings would hear the powerful melody that represent the imperturbable happiness, it would constantly hold onto the common feeling of nostalgia dangling around the area, making them lilt around the place that would go along with their spirits into this world and beyond. The idea of Christmas is nevertheless, worth to be cherished.

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