Black or White
April 30, 2008It’s a common feature of oral battle to seek refuge in the comforts of BLACK and WHITE. Amidst confusion, turmoil and oblivion, one tends to use BLACK and WHITE as his weapon. "Hand it to me straight! It’s either black or white!" OR "No gray area in this matter. Either black or white!"
In this great show called life, where the world is packed with choices, black and white just cannot be acceptable. One needs to explain, expound, deny or confirm. Whatever happened to the rest of the damn colorwheel?! Has the rest of you gone color blind?
No. I’m not trying to color anything. I’m not trying to define anything. I just don’t get the black and white shit. That’s all.
Crossroad
April 28, 2008Lately, I’ve seen myself in crossroads wherein I am confronted by the truth that I need to pick one path and never look back once I take it. Scared, confused and lost, I refused to make one choice. I refuse to make a choice.
Shall I go to the unwinding yet safe road that ensures complete refuge from the judgemental eyes of the hypocrites OR shall I take the road less traveled that would subject me to eventual judgement yet would lead me to the very taste of freedom that I can only imagine?
Alibata Inked In White
April 22, 2008
Alibata tattoo inked in white on my left hand (17 April 2008)
Tattoos, like scars, have stories to tell.
They remind you of certain people who have hurt you and those who stayed when all else falls away. Unlike scars, however, tattoos remind of of certain people who’s worth all the pain.
No apologies, no pressures, no regrets.
please?
