The month of riot

Here comes the mid of august, and the beginning of august almost banished by me . It doesn't mean anything to me of the initial of the month. Research project, assignment , test, research project, assignment and test. I'm feeling like nothing is real like what mirage did in most of the dessert. Giving the counterfeiting hope to the people. I mean this can't be real, hell days of rountine. You think you done this and gonna have a deep breath but you end with inhale nothing. Yet, you still need to enduring the bleed. Why? It's the "growing" process neither you or me can beat it.

holla august, Im standing on the cliff of grand canyon listening to the echo. August's great. Another step to the place of abbadon.You can't even imagine the life in Gehenna, the place for us to condemn. Did we done something wrong? No wonder. Or perhaps past life regression would unveil the truth. Who knows?
And that's about enough after ranting so much.

Well, if you notice, i had changed my profile picture for no other reason but I agree every human being on the earth has the same right to raise their volume about what they want. People has the same equality. Despite the media nowadays is full of violent and perhaps inappropriate to the young. Yet, if we look at it prudently, that's a fact about free speech is always the choice beyond compare. Indeed, they would be schooled of the reality of this world in nothing flat. No doubt it would be great platform to learn instead of spoon feed them, conduct them like an infant.No way. If not eventually, they could suffer in the force of evil. They may end up counting hana, man, mona, mike for the rest of the life. Censorship of media would only clog the growth of them and in ultimately they may have zilch alertness to the outside world. Physically prepared, but mentally stunned.

And before end of the august, I would like to say I do paint the town because of the double moon put a perfect screeching halt to it. Ciao August.