fading into formlessness
tears. traces.sebak
this place is so much a part of me.
how do i let it go?
life did not end for me
but i am no longer that person
who dwells in nothingness
i am .. in love
posted by (nothingness) at 05:01
Monday, February 18, 2008
tears. traces.sebak
this place is so much a part of me.
how do i let it go?
life did not end for me
but i am no longer that person
who dwells in nothingness
i am .. in love
About Me
- Name: (nothingness)
- Location: Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
no experiences to speak of, no wisdom to impart, no story to tell.
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- irreversible
- it ends.
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- the farewell
- the one
- ..
- two fortune cookies
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- random phone pics
- a losing game
22 Comments:
good on you,
picked yourself up.
just let everything consume you, and you'll start to realize how strong we really are.
are you really a stranger?
77A103
Does anybody know
What we are living for ..
The show must go on
The show must go on
i really am. came upon your page.
don't know who you are,
and you don't know me.
thus...strangers.
i'm intrigued.
I was quoting Omar Khayyam and then I dropped by and read this post. How ironic.
come by and you'll get what I mean.
megat : ;p indeed.
stranger : thanks. i appreciate it
abby : hmmmm. sometimes fate works in strange ways.
i guess no one got the clue then
you is you..just be yourself who is you ;p
faiz...
Siapa kata me dapat apa yg kamu tulis ??
Walau air jernih tiada warna
tapi aku mampu teguk
walau angin tiada hebat mcm awan
tapi aku masih leka rasa hembusannya
walau cahaya itu sunyi
tapi aku puja kehebatanya
apatah lagi dengan apa yg jelas tersembunyi tapi cuma perlukan hitam mendung utk cerahkan apa yg disembunyikan.
:-)
Cahaya putih menutup jawapan
Ini cara yg mudah
Nanti siapa pintar mampu melihat ??
Tahulah siapa yg mampu menduga
Awan mendung...awan mendung...
sabar lah...someday...u akan jumpa apa yg u cari...
kebahagiaan itu letak nya dihati..
have a nice day...
megat: hehehehe. pandai
pandai ???
no larr
just clever
:P
Your pictures always have that haunted, melancholic feel to them. Which only goes without saying that I like them very much.
When I imagine my sad excuse for stories, it always looks like some of your pictures. :)
shahriman: they tend to turn out that way. i was just thinking that i might turn up to be a better funeral photographer than a wedding photographer
in the end, we are all really just searching for god's love. you must trust me about this, faiz, because it comes from someone who loves you, and unconditionally.
erm.. i was hoping my family would allow a photographer during my g'ma's funeral - i couldn't do it. and yeah, it did crossed my mind that i wished you were there capturing.
= )
thought you aren't updating your site for a while? make me save all your pages only.. lol~
faiz
i love the shots
really
uve got a great eye
always inspiring to see your work
one day we shoot again
lov lov
nadinadi
keep on searching what makes you happy and step away from sadness because it will only delay your journey to happiness.
see u thursday (tomorrow)
hugs.
love the shots, man.
be strong.
Only in sadness, you can appreciate happiness.
the blog used to be my only outlet . i'm torn . i guess a lot has happened since that post . i want to write , but i can't .
so i just post pictures, these were taken today. and if it were true, that photographs take on the soul of the photographer, then these do in fact reflect what i'm feeling right now.
dear miserable photographer,
you're doing a great shot. it's true that sometimes pictures tell better stories... and your stories is written all over 'em...
like they say, be strong.
hugs,
*another stranger*
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