Bicycle with a RoUnD LigHt

I listened to a song two days ago, all that came into my mind was the shoulders of a man, wearing a white singlet and brown pants, I was clutching his broad waist from behind. I can't really see everything as a giant helmet is covering my small head. But I know we're on this automatic bicycle with a round light in front and a basket behind the handle. The man said, we are going to the play swing. Yes! I love swing! I always wonder, how can a bicycle have a pipe with smoke, that I used my bare toe to touch it. The second thing I knew was, the man was using a pack of ice to rub my toe... 

My eyes were teary... but his eyes were gentle~

"Once a dude becomes a father,
                                      He becomes the coolest man on earth..."

 

Happy Father's Day~ 

Cheers,

Alex

To a Friend

If there is a ticket for you to do something that you will not be able to do for the whole of your future life... 

If that ticket allows you to do something that you will never ever regret for the whole life to come 

If that ticket would cost a minor sacrifice at most in exchange of a last look at something you will not be able to set your eyes at anymore

If that ticket is the one you would live your life grieving over it if you hadn't took it while you can

Grab it~~~ 

Chance only comes once in life...
I believe a good grandson like you will have the best decision before His blessing~~ 

Anything at all..... grab whatever you have to~
you have me on your back!

Sincere,
Man of Impossibilities

6 Good People

Once upon a time... there are six good people who came together as one, with just moonlight as blessing, and 100 plus as wine.. everyday they share their precious time together.. 

No matter rain or shine they walked it through... and at the end of the day... they will settle down, drink 100 plus and everything turned rejoice again... everyday in 4 years without fail they do so... but there comes a time when they scattered... all with their dream and faith... some flew, some posted, some worked, some even faltered and escaped..... some,   stayed...

at the same place under the moonlight... he look at the table where there used to be 6 cans of 100 plus before... but now he's cheering with a single can... hoping to see the 6 cans reunited again... 

because he believe.. somewhere in the future world... there is a time when the scattered fragments will come to one again... 

Man of Impossibilities~

What the Phony~~

I remember there was a time when I
was so young...
so young and innocent...
so innocent that nobody was bad...

... nobody was good

...  A world without distinction we call it.. 

Sometimes I do think that adults are remarkable creatures, They don't know what are they saying but they know what kind of feeling they implant to their listeners.  As I grow up, I realize that I've been trapped in a world where I have to void every truth of what I feel, frame my thought to the way everyone wants it.

Once upon a time there was this very cute friend who's mouth is only designated for the word "good". So everything comes to him, the only thing he will say.. "good". Some are even hilarious, after robbing him of his goods, (I call that 'rob', well.. in a friendly way) asked him are you okay? What do you expect, again "good". God knows what is he thinking that time. When his friends asked him, he will say... he has to stay positive ~ whoo @@


"what the phony"

**note This guy I talked about is not from any live examples I took from my friends**

cheers!
Man of Impossibilities =D

A Spectator of a new Chapter

No doubt in major part of life,
we watch others as we move on along with them,
page by page we pen down to the diary we kept...

But today..
I have come to a point that
I only stood there... watching them
moving on to the next chapter of their life
still
...

There I stood
Making no noise.. I just wanna feel and breathe that every
last seconds I could
whilst they depart...

And the relationship
established in 4 years, now parted
east and west.

Brothers, I could never be what I am today
without all of you ~
To the one who knows all my pages in life,
I cherished the time we had together and how we walked in darkness just to talk of what we had daily..
which is when I experience naked honesty,
no word decoration, no mask of phoniness

And to the one who I have
shared a little small room for 3 years
I am certainly positive that your accompaniment through
gaming world has brought me thus far
My University life was complete with you alongside the
journey...

No regret, No grief
I feel happy that they are flying far, advancing in life..
Just wanna take my time, stand there
still
and say "good luck"
**car droves away**

 

Yours Truly
Man of Impossibilities

~ Uncertainties

I hope this day wouldn't come...

Yours Truly, 

Man of Impossibilities...

True or Agreeably Fake

The sky is seemingly dark and moody all this while since the first episode of our parting. The sun only comes out in the morning, just to be muffled by the windy cloud in the evening consistently everyday without fail. Sometimes I wonder, does everything in life starts with sparks and only to end miserably? I don't know...

What do you think of a friend who speaks his mind without any decoration of thoughts and words that of crooks?

Bluntness is like a carver's knife, it carves but it does not leaves a scar but the perfection of modelling. Unless you could find another element to replace such an essence to friendship's genuineness...

Or you would rather prefer still flowing water which shapes rocks in such gentle friction and at the end of it you feel nothing is confronted. But water does not carve by direction and it may change the rock, taking it out of the proper shape, leaving it run astray... flaunting its bulges wildly.

I would say I really wish you could by any chance see this post of mine. After all the years we've spent, is it worth to take out a friend who's being straight and honest to his feelings? Unless you are honest to yourself that you really wanna take him out of your life. But before you do that, I must say that I am still fighting for the dream we once pledged together, and I truly still remember it... have you?

A carver's knife is sharp by nature but it is blunt at the back, that enables the thumb to control its carvings.  Water is gentle and soothing by nature, but you will never know what lies beneath the deep sea. Let us not start even by the scratch of playing in the pool, flowing in the river, fell asleep in the journey only to be devoured by the vast ocean. Piscine Molitor Patel only kept his little life by the existence of the adult Bengal tiger..

Once again I would like to ask you, does this worth the pay? After all.. it's just one honest word from a friend...

 

Your Friend,

Man of Impossibilities