loner moments

Lately i have been enjoying the company of my dark room while i laid in my unmade bed and listened to the radio….And amidst the darkness and the rhythmic beats, my soltitude emerges…and i am alone. and at peace.

When i lay at bed, may eyes are transfixed at the ceiling in a blank stare, and my ears absorb the different sounds surrounding me…the fast-slow paced songs on the radio, the costant whir of the electric fan, the footsteps of my boardmates in the other room, i listen to them as if this was the world that i lived in…until all those sounds fade in my consciousness, and i am transported into a different world.

And what surrounded me didn’t have to matter anymore. because in my soltitude, i am complete. i need not a constant reminder that i am my own man. because in this world of entangled truths and lies, my gullibility is tested all the time. and if i do not build a solid foundation on my own, i shall be vulnerable to the deceit of the pythons sent to me by unseen forces whom i shall always fight.

In my dark room where i find solace, i also found myself. and i need not question my worth anymore, need not seek answers from external winds, for it all can be found within.

Now i turned on the lights and look at the mirror. nothing seemed to change, but then again, i know better than that.