It’s been awhile, and it’s good to be back. The past year was rather interesting. To sum in up in one post won’t do it justice. So i think i will just randomly post about certain events, happenings and updates depending on how it relates to what i have in mind at the time i decide to type something here. I would just like to say though, that over the year, i do not know exactly what brought it, but i am going to be more careful with my words. I used to always say that all of it is about opinions and personal viewpoints, but this time, i will make sure that my opinions, my constitutional right to express myself, will not in any way violate that of any other persons. That is whether i actually like that person or not. I do not hate anybody at the moment, hate is such a poison. But there are those who credibility, sanity and intellect are somewhat questionable, and therefore offends my sensibilities. Hahaha! Man, i do not want to start dwelling on that just yet.
I would like to start this comeback (naks, parang artista lang) with a very nice piece on words, by poet and novelist Ben Okri. 
“It sometimes seems to me that our days are poisoned with too many words. Words said and not meant. Words said and meant. Words divorced from feeling. Wounding words. Words that conceal. Words that reduce. Dead words.
If only words were a kind of fluid that collects in the ears, if only they turned into the visible chemical equivalent of their true value, an acid, or something curative – then we might be more careful. Words do collect in us anyway. They collect in the blood, in the soul, and either transform or poison people’s lives. Bitter or thoughtless words poured into the ears of the young have blighted many lives in advance. We all know people whose unhappy lives twist on a set of words uttered to them on a certain unforgotten day at school, in childhood, or at university.
We seem to think that words aren’t things. A bump on the head may pass away, but a cutting remark grows with the mind. But then it is possible that we know all too well the awesome power of words – which is why we use them with such deadly and accurate cruelty.
We are all wounded inside in some way or other. We all carry unhappiness within us for some reason or other. Which is why we need a little gentleness and healing from one another. Healing in words, and healing beyond words. Like gestures. Warm gestures. Like friendship, which will always be a mystery. Like a smile, which someone described as the shortest distance between two people.”
