Mari. Lukis aku satu potret. Muka orang. Muka seseorang. Pegang pensel betul-betul. Strok garisan cantik-cantik. Pemadam jangan lupa. Seret sikit-sikit kalau ada cela. Kalau cantik simpan dalam frame. Kalau tak cantik jangan buang. Simpan. Mana tahu esok-esok kau dah pandai kau boleh ubah balik apa yang kau lukis hari ini.
How I wish life is that simple. Simpan all that 'tak jadi' punya barang, pile them up in your backroom, bring them back out when the time comes, re-work on it and put it up on display. Or macam tulis email, kalau rasa ayat tak best boleh save dalam draft. Or amik gambar, tak cantik boleh delete. Tak cantik boleh pop up photoshop take out the blemishes and shit. Add up things, beautiful, better things.
Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world. Itu kata si botak tua Einstein. Imagination is what sets our mind free, tapi imagination jugak boleh buat kita gila, pusing kepala, sakit jiwa. Kalau happy mmg la imagination benda positif, but bila tiba masa the karma wheel decides to screw us up and sticks a middle finger up in our face, imagination can do nothing but break us down. Bkn perempuan je yg ada PMS, karmawheel pun ada. Jangan kau suka-suka di sana.
Insecurity, oh how i hate that word. Even more the thing itself. Bukan saja nak rasa macam tu. But it all stems from what has happened in the past. Confidence is the opposite, yes, tapi bukan setiap masa kita boleh fikir waras and bawak keluar confidence tu kan? Sampai masa mmg akan kena "otak kata lain hati kata lain". Jaga-jaga.
Bukan mengeluh, bukan luah derita. Bukan juga nak buat cerita. Hanya nak papar apa yang pernah aku rasa (kau mungkin juga pernah rasa sama)
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