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Overview

Looking for full-time work (8 hours/day)

at $1.14/hour ($200.00/month)

academic degree

Last Active

February 24th, 2011 (5039 days ago)

Member Since

February 24th, 2011

Profile Description

I'm capable of typing skills and writing journals, competent enough to meet the standards my employer seeks for.
I have no idea how to impress you (probably my employer i hope) but i have here my writings, my own ideas and creations not to brag but to show you what I have. Please endure my notes.
My Solitude
The gentle wind, the fresh breeze that hugs every part of me, I adore the feeling. As I close my eyes, I sense the blast of air inflowing all through my core, running throughout my veins, embracing me as if it's my last breath.
As the wind gasp within my soul, I see the vicinity in my mind brought by the clasp of the wind. It's beautiful. Just like the feeling you ever wanted from the start. Presence of someone you're longing for. The unexplainable bliss you always wanted. But just like the wind, you can never embrace its presence - An irony that in life, we love even if they're gone
My Perspectives
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Our eyes depict everything it sees. Nothing but judgment lies of what it portrays, of which, all mortals discern with.
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Battle of the warriors, thoughts versus your ego. Portraying anything that is possible. Who then has the more capability of winning? None of them. 'Cause it's you who the warrior is. You must master your own emotions, conquer your egocentric point of views, and leave behind the unwanted thoughts. Never be green in judgment. 'Cause if you do, they would be the one who'll conquer you.
* The silence of the night. The mark of its obscurity. This explains the secrecy behind the mortality of a man who's blind enough to see the plain reality and deaf enough to hear the things he must heard long before he acquired the need for consciousness, answers that never need for questions. A man must unite the courage of his heart, the power of his mind and the tranquility of his soul, to see the truth that hids beneath the dark, to hear the voice that deeply disinclned within, the mystery of his silent nights.