Rantings

Now, I feel stupid. It’s not like I haven’t done any stupid things in the past. but then, now this is different, or so I think so. Maybe, if only, Perhaps, no more turning back. The present is just future’s past. The future is still in my hands. I control the future. Complaining about the past wouldn’t change it.

The only thing I can believe right now is my existence. Not my status, not my beliefs, not even my emotions. It is only my existence that is real. Yet this is more than enough for me to survive. holding on to my existence, no matter what beliefs , or emotions I may have, I will always be me. There would always be on me. There would only be me.

When time is past, the present will continue to move towards a free future would possibly hold for me. I don’t know if it will be as glorious as my treasured memories or as dark as my nightmares that I try to forget. All I know is that the future is a possibility. A possibility and opportunity. Perhaps it will still contain traces of my past but it does not matter. Even if the future would make a dark cycle of my past, I will make sure that the realizations won’t be the same. I will make sure that I won’t have any regrets this time. I will make sure that a new past would be carved in my life’s experience. Every moment of this present is the critical pivot of the future. Not only this present becomes a hinge of the past and the future =; but this present is the real existing me. The me who is standing tall trying to overcome all odds. I am me, no one can change that. I am me and I command my future.