Questioned.

IS

happy

it ok to wonder
about the days
we spent planning for
the days ahead
like alright,
it was wrong
to think you can
plan 

EVERYTHING

 

perhaps peoplesad
& priorities

don’t go
as well
as I’d
thought.
& that’s
somehow
supposed to be

FINE?

-Rizwana

On Blogging.

I’ve been trying to publicise¬†my blog a lot more, ever since I’ve moved to this self-hosted place and there’s something I’ve noticed that I did not notice¬†as much before..?¬†And let me say in advance, I don’t mean to offend anybody. I’m just trying to collect my thoughts based on an observation.

i promise.So it’s these ‘boxes’¬†that most blogs fall into. Ya know the typical trend where numerous gals blog¬†on makeup/lifestyle and the dudes post stuff related to¬†tech news and similar. Now, obviously, I’m totally OKAY with that, in fact these people are writing stuff¬†they’re passionate about and I, not only completely support their efforts, but I think it’s great that they’ve the courage and determination¬†to¬†do so.

It’s just that when you’re not doing what a large portion of the public seems to be doing and is interested in, you feel kinda left out ya know? Which¬†is absurd, I agree. But I don’t know¬†why I still feel like I’m not catering to what the people want to be reading and perhaps, that does sound like a good thing..certainly falls¬†under the timeless advice of ‘be unique’. Yet, I think you end up feeling awfully alone and unsure of yourself. I don’t want to be writing on the mainstream topics just for the sake of it,¬†nor do I want to be dishonest to myself and play pretend to find the community/readership/friends.

To be honest, another aspect of this is when you search of ways to gain a larger audience, there are¬†so many online guides telling you directly/indirectly to write cookie-cutter articles like¬†“top 50 things¬†you might not even care about but will still click to read because we have got¬†the real marketing skillz”. Come on, I can’t be the only one who notices this, right? right?!¬†

for real..?

Nonetheless,¬†I know for a fact¬†that my content, too,¬†is anything but unique. Of course,¬†we’re all inspired by one thing or another and there will always be similarities overshadowed by the capability¬†that¬†creativity holds, wherein¬†each¬†person’s perspective¬†is a key to a combination¬†of their self and their work, which can never,¬†truly,¬†be replicated. So for anyone who’s¬†felt what I’m feeling, I just want to reiterate the importance of staying true to yourself. No matter¬†if you feel like you’re in a box with 2, 902 or 539402 other people¬†(side note: staying confined to only that box is your personal decision but a trip outside comfort zone can be super nice):

honesty does go a long way.

(& remember: if put your soul in your work then much like the boy who lived, the world will find you)

teehee.

-Rizwana

limitless combinations.

I look at a bustling street to realise:

never will
the same people be
at the same place
as once.


and I
can’t help but wonder:

isn’t this telling of
the lives we’re living?

a few steps here or
a few steps there
and my life is a new life
and your life, too,

changes?

-Toto

p.s. wrote that last night. just random stuff.
oh & last exam left. back to frequent blog posts soon!
ūüôā ¬†

Figured Out.

Better a cruel truth than a comfortable delusion.
‚Äē¬†Edward Abbey

perhaps uncertainty is not so foreign after all
and we remain determined in proposing
that you and I reside in a place far more
orderly but look around to see the crowds,
a messed-up mass of people voicing this
confusion to sound all normal, like lying
to ourselves has become so supremely
human that you and I abide to those who

rise above others
proclaim beyond measure:

‚Äúwe‚Äôve got it all figured out.”

oh we, practitioners of delusion,
have perfected our methods, at last. 

 

-Toto
p.s.  featured image is the
¬†japanese symbol for ‘truth’

Best/Worst

The best of surprises are people.

When you are given a reason not to despair for they‚Äôre there to be around you, now and perhaps for how ever long forever lasts. You are known by them and together, you, all of you, are as though no other. As if the word ‚Äúbelong‚ÄĚ could only be defined on that day, when you and them, defined what it meant to be inseparable. Remember how the world seemed to fit together like there was no need for you to go on any longer, not without your desires, held in your hands and then their hands, mending you, but really just mending each other.

Such palms of such content people.
Nothing could make this any better.

But who knew nothing was all you’d be left with.

 

The worst of surprises are people.

-Toto

Cherishing ‚ÄĒ A Chat.

I’ve been meaning to write a straight-forward-ish post for a really long time now. As you might’ve noticed, there’s been a surge in the poetry category here at ToW. Truth is, for me, it is much easier to convey¬†things in writing, behind a shroud of vagueness that comes with poetry. I don’t even know if that’s how poetry should be? I mean it ought to make things clearer, right? ANYWAY.

But yeah. The newest thing so far is: school. 
As I’ve mentioned in my previous post(s), some time back in November 2014, I moved to a different city. And now I’ve finally¬†started school here i.e. I’m the “new kid”…it’s not that bad,¬†to be honest. ūüėõ

ANYWAY#2, I wouldn’t like to bore you with mundane school related talk so¬†let’s move on..

You know, It’s difficult not to¬†miss¬†what you’re no longer part of.¬†Being a stranger to your surroundings is no doubt, intimidating and nerve-wreaking and can be¬†really, really upsetting.¬†But hey, we all (or at least most of us..) know those hardships¬†pretty well. What we¬†don’t so much notice or appreciate is how all things familiar, were once, not.¬†Like¬†somehow:
time twists and turns and poof!
Comfort comes.

You can’t map this change on paper or even explain it as well as you can thoroughly¬†feel it.

Such an incredible phenomenon is incredibly human.

It reminds us that we are not¬†confined to¬†being a¬†single¬†puzzle’s lonesome piece. Sure, certain people elevate us in terms of feeling content or better, but the¬†lack of this elevation doesn’t¬†mean you forget that you’re still standing.

And that alone, is worth cherishing.


-Toto

A Self Reminder.

Be fierce for your betterment but better yet;
 be fierce for the betterment of others.


 And if you must tire and stumble,
be certain that gravity too,
could act against itself to lift you up;
only if the audacity to not stay fallen, 
o v e r s h a d o w s
those bruised knees 
&

your battered self. 


 You must walk for those can not walk,
yet dream of it.


-Toto

p.s. the header photo’s a drawing¬†for my Facebook project where “I draw¬†every day for 1 year” called Story of Progression.
That one was DAY 134. ūüôā

1 Year Blog Anniversary.


In the beginning,
everything seems feeble and unimportant;

not enough to matter.

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And yet one grabs on and holds onto a beginning as if it were, though feeble and unimportant, the only vine worth holding onto.

Self believe can seem no less than a planting but know this, its roots run deep, holding onto you, as if you too were the only vine worth grabbing, in that seemingly mightier forest.

 

And so it goes, content in even just the bond with your beginning.

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But slowly, yet¬†surely,¬†beginning grows¬†and for the first time ever, it lifts you¬†up, just a¬†tad bit higher. Of course,¬†you chuckle it away as if cautious to not let the enormity of your pride make it any heavier for your beginning. Oh you wouldn’t ever want that, not for the once feeble and unimportant.

Ergo you take a deep breathe and tell yourself to let the awe make you lighter and you close your eyes, cautious yet again to let not the sight of it vanish but instead let it sink from your vision and drizzle onto those roots, ones that run deep within you.

 

So that every once in a while, even in all the eventual growth of your beginning, you feel the awe change into the drizzle, begin to awaken the remembrance of a beginning before your beginning.

 

When your roots emerged.


For people shone and words, they gifted.

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And then it began to matter.


 

THANK YOU so much to all you wonderful people and for all your wonderful support. I can’t begin to tell you HOW¬†much it means to me.
ūüėÄ
I’m kind of really ridiculous at phrasing my¬†appreciation…
hence, why I ended up writing a metaphorical-ish (maybe vague? ) piece instead..  
^^’
(AND why it took me about a week to finish this post..)
But seriously, this milestone leaves me 100% awestruck.
Thank you for making it possible.  
Oh and there’s a lot more planned for the year ahead that I’m far too excited for. ToW would surely be honoured by your presence!¬† ūüėČ

 

Much Love,
Toto.
<3

WE, HUMANS.

We, fickle things, us humans.
Ever needing to think: we need not become dependant. In an effort to soothe our hearts, the same hearts, that just wanted to have people to rely on. So mighty in that fort of yours; high walls of barren, empty halls. Numbness of the cold, not from some snow, but by being alone in the misery of your self-built comfort.
Oh we, ironic things, us humans.


-Toto

p.s. on a vacation +¬†a week left until “________”
^^’