It is our choices that we make, that show us what we are, far more than our abilities.

at long last the fire burns hot deep n blue...i am pumped up abt my gp cuz is going really really well!! never expected myself to be this way abt it... see i had trouble doing gp as i thought abt it in a web (R-brained) instead of a step-by-step process (L-brained)... when i realized it i kinda was surprised  but im not used to thinkin tis way so it took me quite a while to process n than organize my work...good thing most of the research is done n i just have to apply wat i learn from the various modules in the course makes sense...it is my Graduation Project after all...wat beta way to graduate!! haha~!

every song a rythem every pulse a beat every speaker a volume every tune a pitch every hymm a tone every key a note every man a women every mind a body every body a soul music makes me express music makes me impress music makes me de-stress music makes me progress doing G.P. ...haha~!

paralyzed by the immensity of the intensity its hampering me its killing me is being an artist means i wont make any money? well, wat abt the passion to express myself as how allah wants it to be? than when i make it, don't doubt it, still, i cant take it tis fear and uncertainty i dont know but its just drawing me, closer to the creator, to draw on wat how i see, see? there's only 1 thing constantly on my mind i imagine and envison a simulation tat gives such an escalation of joy and emotion still tis weird notion that society has tat entertainment isnt gonna bring anything convenient is crazy how people think we will all die off sooner or later i need to build a wall and need some time to stop them haters judges and posers and sink inside the quicksand of a thousand men, inside me where im fighting to make a choice cuz tats life, either i use my voice, and maka helluva noise or i stay quiet n follow on the art of the mind but im tat kind who cant be here nor there but be eve...