Tuesday, November 18, 2014. I was browsing through my old social media posts and i found mysef a lot of laughter. There was a lot of laughter browsing through random self monologue and punned joke. But i love posting random things. It feels like you are convincing people that you are not lying when people say that you are a liar.

The Life-Tale Of a Boy Named Vince. Si Tukang Jagal dan Rambut Yeti. Oke, lo pasti bingung dong blog sama judulnya? Itu sebutan buat 2 orang yang ga akan gue sebut di blog ini, bisa bisa di drop out gue dari sekulaan, gagal deh jadi arsitek. makanye, ini cuma private joke gue sm temen2 gue aja sih sebenernya blog, tapi oke juga buat dibahas, soalnye ga abis2 bikin sensasi ni makhluk 2.

A Plausible Tale from an Accustomed Selfhood. Like the yearning of voidness to a fraughtness. Like the yearning of the brume to a refulgence. Like the yearning of the blur to its conspicuousness. To guide us through this leaden age. To show us the true of the hazy proposition. To lead us to the way He willing for. To fullfill us with your enlightenment. I hope we can through this age by one way. One way that you used to show. One way that He blessed for.