the art of brain working on it's own, influenced by feeling and logic, like a strand of hair flying free from top of a building, wondering around without any destination, letting the world and nature bring you to a surprising ending. you might end up falling on the ground, on a waterfall, on a fountain or any other places you could have imagined. the mystification of how people live to die or vice versa, the befuddlement of how people act the way the do, like a mystery itself, it can't be unveiled. too complex and perplexed, yes they are.
on this good Holy Week for us God's believer, I am grateful for I was born in to a loving family and have a wonderful siblings to stay by my side without taking side. Bless all the people around the world, the ones who can't enjoy the life's bestest, I hope peace be with them and all of us.