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IV0RY DRE▲M



Those dreams that pass through the gate of sawn ivory deceive men, bringing words that find no fulfilment.
Odyssey, XIX

Formerly eight-infinity.


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Anonymous asked: Hi, where have you been? Tell me how love works for you? How is it like? I mean that true and everlasting one. How will I know if it's going to be forever? How will I fight for it if fate won't permit us both? Will there still be any chance for us to get back together after each of us has built relationships with others? Can we still work it out? I'm sorry for the ask box overload

Some people wait for signs, believing that somehow the world will manifest them in the form of events and episodes that have symbolic import to their lives. I am not one of those people who purposefully look for those visual clues. It’s more visceral for me. It’s instinct, gut feeling, that tells me in arbitrary moments—like when I’m taking a long bath, walking to school under my umbrella, mentally drifting away in the boring classroom atmosphere—that something (or very often, someone) is important to me. This is the window through which I see everything, and that includes love and other toxins.

I know not a thing about the fates, except the fact that they are cruel. One, for leaving the people of Africa in suffering. Two, for separating you and your love. If the both of you still want each other after going through other relationships, then there’s a bankable chance for you to reacquaint. I don’t know much about the future, let alone the concept of forever. The only thing that lasts forever is your soul. There were a couple of times in my life when circumstance forbade the further progression of some very promising relationships. Wondering what could have been is a thought that pains me during those arbitrary moments that I mentioned. But the promise of meeting them in the next life consoled me more than anything.


1:16am, 30th June 2012
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