Life Within

 

Pregnancy. This piece is all about what I feel about pregnancy. I had a mix feeling towards my body, it changes, it grows to be something which never been experienced, it makes me anxious, it makes me feel happy...well I wasn't sure, but there is this hormone that could make me feel so good with myself. I like my body when it tells me to eat, I like my body when it makes me tired, it sends some signals I can't never imagine how before. I feel empowered by this body, though I feel terrible with all the pressure that comes like it would prey, like it haunts me all the way.

My thoughts go to you, who know what to chose over your own body and live it consciously, with such courage....to be pregnant, or to abort pregnancy. The power is ours.

Electrical Kisses

 

I'm sorry, this is not about kissing just because I post it on Feb 14th, ok?

Sometimes I don't have a clue on how I can really escape the routines, or something that easily makes me numb. I wish I got some kind of formula that I could just follow and voila! Instantly everything were just turned out great. Yes, I'm kidding. No, I don't think we could JUST do that. *sigh*

But hey!

Some mini magazine, business card and post-it-note could really make their way to be this --surprisingly- cute mini artwork...is there any term like 'mini artwork'? Ugh, anyway, I put this on my desk at my 'new' office, yaay!! I finally made it!! Got a new job I've been looking forward to, and yeah, I planned to put another framed print-art, but I didn't decide yet which one.

This I called, "Electrical Kisses". Just googling about lightning bolt, you'll find what I mean ;)

The Whole Piece

I am here, was born a zero, seeking pieces of me, my own true-self.

I grew like nothing ever stop me, though a falling leave seems pulling me back to all the sorrow.

I see them as a piece of me, the happier me, the bizzare stories, the past left behind.

I wish to see tomorrow, as I see my shattered heart has broken like a vulnerable thin glass.

I wish to know every burden I have to carry for tomorrow.

.....

But it can't be, it's not the way it should be

So I collect every piece of me, everyday

And somehow transform everything I see into a whole piece of

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