"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it."
Oscar Wilde
Welcome to Imagination Temptation, a place where rants of a girl and the overwhelming feelings of her lays here.
All of the words implied here are genuinely from inside her mind or heart, though there are no guarantee that everything in here were just her imagination or fantasy.
Shall you see further inside this place, just click the girls on the left.
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Who am I?
Certainly no one.
Well, I am just a being who likes to imagine a lot. It even tempts me.
An author of its life. A human who likes to and being loved.
Who doesn't, after all? Blasphemy, I say, if you don't need to be love and loved.
I like simplicity yet complexity. I like modest things yet also I like challenges.
I hate apathetic people. I hate selfish people. I hate ignorant people.
I love stories from the girl in the attic. I love songs that sings out feelings.
I don't like cliche love songs. Suffice to say, I don't like most of the songs in the world?
Hey, do you want to know more? Are you listening to me?
Why do I feel that dream is like a revelation of you deep inner mind?
Two days ago, I had a dream. It is one dream that I would never expect. Not now...
So, two days ago, when I was having a nap, I dreamed about many things, but there isn't much that survived in my conscious memory.
At first, I only remembered about strolling together with my aunt and my cousin. After we done, it was dusk, and I remember we entered a place what supposed to be basement parking ground, but instead we entered some place look like streets of small restaurant underground. After we walked a bit, I was at surprise to found us at the another part of the city and later found out that we have to go home on bicycle. As much as how miserable I am on that vehicle, my way home isn't very enjoyable. I fell down a lot.
Next, somethings happened, and I don't remembered what, but I happened to meet G on the other hand. Okay, he seems to be very nice to me, and greets me lightly, contrasts with his daily attitude towards me (oh well, he still is a nice person. We just haven't get in proper touch for some moments). Okay, some more things happened and I happen to be upon a mansion where my friend's sister are having a piano concert. So G was there too and he happened to sit next to me somehow. Guess what happens next.
He hold my hand, then he kiss my cheek and say that he loves me. At that time, I can't believe to what he said so I think I remained silent, but I remembered that I replied his feeling sincerely. In other words, I accepted him.
Next thing I remember is that I visited my friend on a certain jazz music event to tell her what has happened. Then I woke up, surprised.
It is amazing how the events in my dream is somewhat like a reflection of things that I wanted, but I had forgotten. I've never get in touch with my aunt and my cousin for a long time, and I've never thought about G lately. A glimpse, maybe, but lately I was trying to pursue the black butterfly. It is mysterious how does he ever entered my dream like that.
On the other hand, last night and this afternoon I also had some dreams, but I'll write about them later.
