Then I saw heaven standing open, and there was a white horse! Its rider is named Faithful and True, and in righteousness he judges and wages war... And the armies in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, followed Him on white horses. Now out of His mouth goes a sharp sword, that with it He should strike the nations. And He Himself will rule them with a rod of iron. He Himself treads the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God.
Tuesday, March 15
Totem
Initially i thought it was just me.
I needed a totem.
The picture hanging on the wall right before me.
The reflection on its glassy surface.
Half the time i checked, it was waving at me.
It wasn't my imagination.
It was shaking.
It's ok here in Tokyo. Not as chaotic as reported and shown elsewhere. Perhaps exhausted. By requests to go back to Malaysia. Which i am against. Somehow i feel it has eased up a little. You?
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hey.u alright?
Still alive.
Alright, is subjective.
wanna give more details? :)
It's ok here in Tokyo. Not as chaotic as reported and shown elsewhere.
Perhaps exhausted. By requests to go back to Malaysia. Which i am against. Somehow i feel it has eased up a little.
You?
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