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Pack Your Clothes and Travel

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Forgetting You...

You can't see me the way you used to anymore... Vice versa. Our skin cells regenerate every an hour. I have forgotten 30,000 to 40,000 skin cells of yours every an hour. That is why I never see you in the same perspective anymore. You are changing... I should appreciate it. By forgetting you, or the thousands part of your dead skin cells, I am moving on, your mistakes, sins, wickedness, all of those negative sides of you have become those 30,000-40,000 dead parts of your body and I'm moving on and embrace the new you - for my space comrade

The Great Gatsby

After reading the Great Gatsby book and watching the movie again, I can say that it is indeed possessed my mind greatly that it takes up a whole lot of my pinkish thing to think about Tom and Daisy, as the antagonist characters in the movie. How could they become so careless? And Daisy? What is she looking for from Tom Buchanan actually, after his affair with the poor-cheap-bitchy-kind of a woman, Myrtle? How could she become so cheap and greed for craving the loves from Gatsby and Tom too! People blame Gatsby, who is actually the protagonist one in here. Can you see the relevance with today's world condition, my dear friends?  James Gatz, or this Jay Gatsby, in the end gets blamed for the affair, the hit and run and the death caused by Myrtle's husband who actually should pull the triger to Tom's fucking head! Gaaaaaah! I hate the ending, but lucky, there is this Nick Carraway, as the cousin of Daisy who retold everything about the truth. But yeah, once again, the tru...

eine Flucht

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Eine Flucht. An escape. What kind of thought came the very first time in your mind when you let the world push you real hard?  I need to escape. I need a shelter. I don't need anybody to be there too. It is not a good thing to let the world do its power towards your existence. It is also cruel to narrow it down and let society do harm to you. What you need to have is an escape so you can release the burden, to show the world you are invisible.  Meine Flucht is to do something self-healing, like writing, listening to some post-rock or ambient music, and drawing. Maybe this is why some of my doodling works are showing some violence. That is the medicine, actually. You can transfer the negativity through a blank paper and eventually heal yourself. What I did when I interact with rigidity is drawing this lovely deer; I find myself drawing anything other than human is relieving. These guys have helped me to get through the day. You cannot describe how...