The Worn Out Four Letter Word

There are times that I no longer believe to what everyone says about lo-

Never mind, I should not mention that word again. I want to preserve it, nurture it, even though I do not and will not know how.

This is the tricky power of mankind: everything that comes out of their mouths and draws from their hands could either live in eternity…

or be destroyed in a slow fade.

That word. Four letters. They say that it encompasses all. But the truth is that it is still restricted in its own freedom.  We know its existence. We hold it. Now, we try to invade its meaning by our illusions and faulty ideas.

Please, do not kill it. I beg you. Help me…

while there’s still a chance to be itself again.


One of the Lost

When I heard this song, I felt the sadness found in the voice of  the persona. It is a tragic story accompanied with the artful sway of words and music.

I hope that you would also like it. Click the title shown below.

The Girl – Hellberg ft. Cozi Zuehlsdorff

You are free to share your reaction and reflection about the song.

The Romanticist’s Dilemma

I had an interactive discussion last December 12, 2015 in my Anglo – American Literature class. We discussed about the literary work entitled “The Lamb and the Tyger” by William Blake. Throughout the discussion, I stated my opinions and reflections about the said poem. Then, my teacher told me of the movement I am inclined.

“You are into romanticism.”

Romanticism. A familiar word. I already encountered this word many times. I searched it up and found some key terms. Emotions. The goal of unity of man and nature. Aesthetics. Expression. All connected, I got the point. Feeling over thinking.

Now I got it. Now I realized something.

That is why I have been called as ‘dramatic’ and ‘sensitive’ when I was in elementary and secondary school. That is why I hate drama. That is why I got tired of understanding other people. That is why I had moment-attacks when the heart do not cooperate with the mind.

I have been a romanticist all along.

But in this kind of world and reality, it is hard to show my feelings to people who learned to be numb by norms and standards.

Alas, help me.

Words from Beginnings



This is my first post. I learned this website from a friend in one of my school organizations. Through this, I can express my thoughts not only to my beloved and trusted journal but also to other people who would also like to share their ideas.


I hope that I can make connections and learn things in this field.


Thank you!