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Time travelling is a
highly-coveted choice of superpower.
Sunday, November 7, 2010



Back from TTSH.

Yes, after OP's over, it's a whole new race to run.

Immensely surreal, I couldn't have imagined at all.
There is a longing, only you can fill.
A raging tempest, only you can still.

I've been deeply inspired once again.

Thank God.
I've made peace with some of the mess I created internally.

This whole new race will be quite re-defining.
Suddenly, the anticipation of 2011 to have a number of breakthroughs that pale in comparison to that of this year's just came.

I will continue running, possibly start flying; in this seemingly endless and mindless dream.
Till I reach cloud 9, I can't find any reason to stop.

.. contributed momentary muses at 1:27 AM