Dreamer Hut

One day 2 horse are moving together. The day is raining heavily as they try to hike a slope to reach other of their pack. But because of the rain suddenly a rock falling from above the slope, rolling and bouncing with great impact. As the two horses trying to avoid it they slip from the slope they try to hike and end up in a muddy swamp below. The day still rains heavily as now both of them have their bodies stuck in a mud from the neck down. Luckily both of them suffers no serious injuries only a few scratches and bruises. And now they keep shouting to each other as they try to make their way out of the muddy swamp. But halfway into getting themselves free, one of the horses say "This is too hard, I will stop now. Nothing lies ahead of me and I have no one waiting for me even if I manage to get out of this swamp" Then his pal says back to him, he says "That's nonsense, you got a friend in me. Come on we need to out of this swamp!" While he uses every powe...

Sometimes I get this lesion somewhere in my mouth. I don’t know why but I get it quite frequently. It’s like Somewhere within a month I would suffer from it 1 or 2 or even more times. It’s mildly painful when I got it on my lips, but when I got it on my tongue or somewhere on the side of my mouth, ooh don’t ask me. The pain is just so exquisite. The pain itself, it feels like there are millions of mini troop with their spear stabbing against my lips. And when it’s on my tongue. It feels like that area of my tongue is like about to explode. Sometimes I hated it so much that I want to bite and endure against the pain. I only made it so much worse when I did that. It really needs a self-control to not go all rage and bite the wounds. When I can suppress it, It feels like my self-control is actually on the same level as a monk who fasting for months. Continuous pain channels from my mouth into my head. If inside my head were a sea. Felt like there is a big whirlpool inside my head. R...

Grayscale, that’s the colour of life as an individual. Black and white, nothing else. Nothing else when we see our life as just our self. Not much purpose, not much meaning. As we try to taste it, tasteless. But don’t you hear the bird sings, admire how an animal tries to survive, and envy the grasses who live in harmony? I see Life will have its purpose when it collides with other lives, side to side. One will glow and show its colour while the other embracing the colour and emitting another colour. Vibrant, so vastly unique. They are just connected one to another. When I heard my father will need to have another surgery, I took him to the hospital. That’s the least I can do. Accompany him on the receptionist, and into the checking room. And tomorrow, I will be there after the surgery has done. Just trying to be present. Just being a life for another life. Sometimes we are too focused on ourselves. We are trying too hard to fill our needs. We forget about others. Where wit...

Have you ever questioned the place where you currently stands at is the right place for you? I think this is a question that any of us at some point would ask ourselves. Or is it a question other need to remind because we are so occupied with the present needs and demands. If we haven't think about it well let's take a moment to ask it to ourselves to get the answer. Do you try to see into the future? We live in the present for sure, but what lies next are in the future. Distant yet close and will come to us sooner than later. Did you see your future is bright, with the blue clear sky and the sun shines its warm light, or you don't know what you could find in your future. It's foggy and you don't know what lies there waiting for you. Life can always produce unexpected things. Like a train on a track, life can sometimes change its course at any moment. But while you can dream, why not dream and try so we can lead the train to the target destination. Later it mig...