Stay here with me

Full of structural nonsense, he can't produce a thing even he tried damn hard at it. Break free. Leave everything behind then everything will be fine.

People said i like to dream, but i think i enjoy contemplating on sadness.

As i looked down from the 18th floor balcony, i saw another self climbing up the handrail and jumped out from the building, fell all the way down to the ground. Body contacted solid ground that we call the Earth, in split second. I watched myself died almost instantly. Stop dead. Not blood could be seen, i was just lying there lifeless.

Sky started snowing, marked the returning of Swiss Clone. The place remains empty covering with thick snow that looks unreal in this made-up reality. Snow keep falling, swiss clone is nowhere to be seen and then, where is my physical self?

As we parted and each walked into jungle of crowd, i fell into my day's low. I didn't look back, i guessed she didn't too. I don't like her as a woman but only as a friend. How could i be so sad at the moment? I think i just need a company for the incoming dusk.

Heard this on radio, supposed to be funny if listen. Imagine the conversation with Malaysian Slang. Speaker1: Sigh, why my bank account always empty ar?! Now it's only tenth of the month! Speaker2: Dude, you know what is personal budgeting or not?? Speaker1: Is it something to do with the budgeting from the government parliment ar?? Speaker2: Nolah! with personal budgeting you can cut a lot of useless expenses. After that, you can even buy house, or condo and car and you still have money to last until end of the month! Speaker1: Ohh, like that ar.. so good ar personal budgeting.. Speaker2: Yalah. Speaker1: Eh, do you have 5 ringgit to borrow me ar? Speaker2: Errrrr......... i got no money lah.. Speaker1 & 2: Hahahhahahahahahhahah!!!!

Orange is good. But then it's not good when you have an ulcer in your mouth. It causes pain.

What does that mean? one of my ex-school friend asked. She doesn't talk to me that much, so she directed the question to another of my closer friend. Nothing very important i replied, i just like the sound of it. Fly my car.

I want to stand in the middle of a great vast green land. Arms wide open, waiting for the approaching tornado to take me away.

Hotel is a strange place. People come and go. Some stay for a day, some stay for weeks or even months. If you stay in a hotel for a long period of time, you might find some part of you attach to it, but not sure what it is. Just as you move out from the hotel and when the next person come in, there won't be anything left, including that part of yours that are left behind. It's just like some one secretly come into you and press a button to reset everything back to its original state. Things and memory will be flushed into void. If you left something, you lose it forever.

I sat on the park bench for an hour, blue sky turned dark blue. Lights from the street lamps were getting more glaring. Airplane climbs higher in the sky above me, some were near, some were far and some were higher. I tried to understand the fascination of watching an airplane takes off. It runs with a controlled speed on the runway, fast enough to let the moving air lifts the airplane wings, physic. Pilot will tile the airplane nose up by making the back portion of the wings pointing upward. With the high velocity air travelling aerodynamically through the newly formed shape of the wings, the plane needs to tile up and climb. Physic. I do remember i once loved to watch airplane take off, felt so amazing. I guess it was because of shear size of the objects that could fly that fascinated me. Nothing of such attract me now. I used to like seeing buses too, i thought it's so mighty to see the size of the vehicle, in compare to its personal car counterparts. I would once be amazed if i...

"Angus beef with onion..", i found myself said to the cashier. My voice did not sound like my own voice, it's far away, like talking in a windy and vast plain. "with the combo and ten pieces of nuggets" i continued, raised my voice a bit just to make sure she could hear me. This happen when i stopped talking for more than a few days. That's the thing most people been through when they're working or living oversea alone. However not everyone will have the same problem, not like me. I'm not the kind of person that will go all out to make friends, people usually come to me, else i can't be bothered. Plus, to have someone starts talking to a person like me would be extremely rare. So that left just me not talking for a few days.

I saw the water gushing out from the opening which i guessed it's an entrance to the building, people being flushed out like toy soldiers being flushed down the toilet. Among confusion some people determined to climb the wall to higher ground, toward our observatory. Very soon, the observatory tower where we stood were flocked with refugees. However strange enough, these people who came here didn't look panic, they just came out of nowhere with calm manner, like taking a tour to the city. The water calmed down below as i looked down but there was no sign of any human in the water or anywhere, even dead bodies. Where have they all gone? Then suddenly it shook me to check on my bag pack. It's gone, i just rested the bag pack somewhere on the ground upon running up here, and now someone took my laptop in the bag pack. I couldn't believe it so i checked again. Unmistakenly light, i felt the weight of bag in my arm, it's taken alright. The water has totally calmed down b...

There she goes together with the summer. I'm glad to have her cloned. Do you mind swiss clone? Her copy asked me sincerely, her eye lashes were long and pointy. I have heard of swiss chocolate, but never swiss clone. Anyway i said i don't mind. She gave me a deep and long silent hug. Let's go back, she said.

By the time they arrived, invaded human, inhaled the air and drank the water, they were doomed. For all the most advanced weapon of human have failed, who would have guessed that the tiniest micro-organisms on earth was the factor of human victory. Them, who decided human is the ultimate being to still stay in this world. Our world.

As tribute to "The Dancing Diva", the next short story is coming up..

I have never heard of love over the night. That happens when, out of the sudden, over a night, you wake up from sleep and develop a special feeling to some one you have hardly seen or known. Some one who lives almost a world apart, whom in your entire life may only see on the tv. However this special feeling is so volatile that it is washing itself away bit by bit in hours. In that case, i resolved to write it down here.

Twenty six degree celcius today, as i was walking down the street to catch a bus. I wondered is there air-condition in the bus, no such luck. People live in this country, being able to live through the cold weather is part of the objectives, who will install air-condition to "Extend" the winter. I wonder is there air-condition in subway system, no such luck. Again, who will even bother to extend the winter suffering. After all, the whole subway system is built under the city, that is the best heat modulation. Not too cold and not too hot.

When the night darken, i will sink into my invincible space battle ship. We are living in an unspecified century in the future when human kind resolve to live in space forever, searching for new home to go back go. On our way, we encounter enemy. One by one we eliminate the enemies and move forward in our endless journey. Galaxy is vast and boundless, stars are so big and bright outside the window. It's almost unbelievable; human, as tiny as an ants can survive and live harmonically in this dark, and cold eternity.

I can tell when i'm in a dream, some times when i was in a bad dream. The common guide (or rather, a trick) to identify if you are in a dream is to pinch yourself, however who would think about doing that when they are dreaming. I would. I remember there was once i witnessed to a plane crash while i was on the plane. On the plane with my secondary school friends we were going to a trip in South Africa. The vivid green jungle zoomed in fast in front of us like from the movie on big panoramic cinema screen, and it came the river like a twirling python. We were going to crash. Falling fast thirty thousands feets from the sky. It is such a horrifying feeling thinking that you are going to die, and it is no other people but you, on such a low probability of dying from plane crash. Some how i was aware of the non-reality, i told my horrified friends who was unfortunately also in scene that this is just a dream of mine. I still remember they shot me a look of disbelieve then their express...