You Beautiful Sky: Mocha to Fries

I own a thousand words in mind

Yet my heart could only speak these lines:

I love you with all my heart

With you I’ll spend the rest of my life

I found in you oh baby an everlasting love

Tell me now my girl that you,

Will hold the future for me and you

I promise to heal your wounded heart

Forget the past and all the scars you have

I found in you oh baby an everlasting love

So hear the bells the churches ring

Hear the bells the heaven sing

Hear the bells oh baby hear them out

For it’s my heart that beats so loud

And if I own a hundred ships

I endlessly navigate to you

Across the ocean sea I sing

Strumming my guitar string for you

At night I kiss the stars hello

Embrace the breeze that soothes my soul

Bid the waves with my goodbye

Soon we’ll meet with no more cry.

So hear the bells the churches ring

Hear the bells the heaven sing

Hear the bells oh baby hear them out

For it’s my heart that beats so loud

Hear the bells oh you beautiful sky

for I love you till I die.

Isn't It Crazy?

I study philosophy in order to at least grasp a bit of the beauty of 

life's absurdity. For certain, I have been engaged to countless 

absurdities in life for which, out of strange reason, I found myself 

grateful. And so, the finest absurdity I ever encountered is 

labeling. Relatively speaking, this I consider synonymous to 

"finalizing an individual". When one puts a person in a box 

together with the latter's human negativity, the former explicitly 

commits the act of finalization. Say, when one does good, he then 

is appreciated (doesn't halt from here) But when one does 

something stupid, the whole world tends to condemn him for good! 

LOL... This is really crazy, isn't!? This thus remains a challenge to 

the one being boxed; and a poor instance the labeling person can 

ever experience in life (due to failure of possessing God-given 

virtue of sound prudence from which divinity graciously mirrors 

forth). In a very conditional state thus, out of my weaknesses and 

repeated failures, I am being labeled as "such" and have been 

finalized as "this". And so I do nothing but pray, pray that God 

may grant me fortitude to heartily embrace fUcts, life's absurdity, 

and all.