The Pristine Red Balloon

Don't give up on Love even when it is wretched from your hands and seems stepped upon by others. Because it will be returned to us one million fold, for Love is love and it's beauties are multifarious to behold.

A pristine music video adaptation of the movie:
The Red Balloon (Le Ballon Rouge, 1956)

Listen to your head

Like a baby rich in dreams
She floats and flies
with big bright eyes
Watch her glow
for she will grow
Either far or near
she’s still held dear
A star rich in gleams




Time has come to face endurance without the red balloon by my side. It may shortly take the form of sorrow and mourning but quickly change to be bliss by letting go and moving on. Like the boy who wholeheartedly lost a balloon by malicious people, although instead he ended up gaining a million.

A gift from above,
May your heart always feel love

Misty green and blue

The trivial schadenfreude running through their veins. I am giving joy to those who take pleasure in others defeat. Sometimes it is hard to tell if the decisions that I am making are emotional, which makes it difficult to determine whether they are rational. They are constructive, but destructive as those I look up to are merely logical and cannot see any logic in them. I would give up my emotionability in a heartbeat, hence I can't because an emotion inhibits me to do so. This emotion mediates the belief that I am giving up something extraordinary that I will miss and regret. See, the paradox is that the latter is an emotion as well. How can I simply trash them? How are the logical ones able to be happy? And are they even happy?

The world is just awesome

Enjoy this video, which will -if not yet- make you LOVE the whole world. It is a Discovery Channel commercial and will give you a one minute break from everything hasty.

Madful burning fire

A long week of hysteria and hard work has finally passed. Some have doubted and been devious phonies. One carefree said "I still win over you". An idealist said "I don't have time for you Michelle, I have more important buisness to attend to" and some commoners said "Stop worrying so much" in irritation.
Well guess what, I WON nonetheless. By fighting till the end and overcoming the implications in time, whereas others were far to late. When shall you realise that instead of bringing one another down, we should help each other. To be magnanimous, this is a winner. Hence, indulge me differently as always. Though, this time I have the gift of absolution and the righteous judge of vengeance. Nothing is ever going to keep me down.

Falling for the chauvinistic

Like a father to impress
Like a mothers mourning dress
If I ever make a mess
Don't think of me less

Everything is great for one purpose or another. Still it is like arsenik, if you get too caught up in it. So in the case of school, when you do as you are told under pressure, either the outcome or mentality will be very improper.

Therefore the competative behaviour comes down to this:

It is not that you don't win, it is that you absolutely refuse to lose. I'm going for the top and at this point no hinders can stop me.

Warbling mail of a very long tale

Do you notice when a warbling cat is strolling around?
Do you see the life or keep looking down on the gray cement?

I notice the cat! Because I see life and strive for the day when I will not, when I am alive instead of wishing I am...

I always think that there is nothing all you people can say, to change my mind, which is the case. But hence only when I feel discouraged. Because whenever I am encouraged and given nurturance, then I am able to look at different paths with different ways. In addition, I thank the realists for warmingly having a clear understanding of me with their kind helping hands. Given this, everything just seems slightly better: Fears gone. Stress relieved. Motivation ON. On a side note this makes me wonder, if shutting myself down this way for indulgement of the ego is a defense mechanism of some sort.

The american eagle was once almost extinct but it came back

2009, a year of vigilance

There's no need for a gun
And no more place to run
I've had my fun
Love from each one
Life has only begun

I embrace year 2009 as a year for the friendly, a year of vigilance. I see change, geniality and connection but inside I am the same as I ever were, exhilirated. Most important of all, I see mortality. It worries me to think that people who read the lines above will be reminded of the unspoken fear of humanity, as I know the distress that comes with it. However it is even more worrying to think that the subject remains in silence, agitating more and more eager young minds, without having anyone step up and talk about it. The reality of death could be one blink away and one would think it should be obvious but instead it is suppressed. Furthermore I am surprised that it is the most common fear out there, as I usually always think I am the ONLY one. Nonetheless, despite the flawed divisions of concepts, realize that death is needed for life as despair for bliss and night for day. Only then can you feel at ease and learn to see things for what they are, instead of why.
Because even Science only answers what is... not why!


May 2009 be a blessed year of flourish