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Saturday, April 18, 2015

A Monkey's View

It is magnificent to view the Earth from a far distant star.

"It is magnificent to explore a leaf up-close; giving it a shine of morning sun, the leaf just displays what is the glory of beauty." The jungle screams what a monkey screams.

Mushrooms show off in the sound of silence, monkeys the opposite way. My camera has all these been translated. 

This mighty camera will be able to understand the gigantic black hole one day. And the hole will shine.

Friday, April 10, 2015

Happiness Acquisition Syndrome

Looking at the old photographs, I know I have many happy days which are not less than the number of mushrooms in my many posts.

These mushrooms are beautiful and that reflects my emotion so right. A camera is always too heavy to get lifted in the hand of a sorry man.

And there are no signs of any struggles before, during and after I have clicked repeatedly nowadays. 

I wonder this is a sign of Happiness Acquisition Syndrome.

Friday, April 3, 2015

Glasses of Mushrooms

Any species of mushrooms are never annoying when staying in groups. They do not complain, get rowdy or be rude like us.

I always never avoid but would squad beside them, spending minutes trying to visualise them.

We all have our differences, but deep down, I learn to know, we are the same. Our life is a gift of beautiful surprises.

And they surprise me this time when I find mushrooms of both pictures are actually different, though they are equally good to serve wine.

Friday, March 20, 2015

Good Morning

Last Saturday was my off day. I woke up at three o'clock in the morning, and it was four, then five.

I cleaned myself up at six thirty. 

Cerok Tokun, good morning.

Mushrooms, are your biological clocks as worn-out as mine and do not "tick-tock" accordingly anymore? Did you sleep well last night? 

Do you always look forward to off days? 

Surprises take place just beside us, but they are usually overlooked.

Mushrooms, sun never gets old to rise, but I wonder whether you are able to translate a horsefly into a silhouette in direct sunlight.

Friday, March 13, 2015

Blogging friends, Mushrooms and Me

It has been hot and dry in the last two months; all smart mushrooms except those that are pent up in my archive have chosen to migrate to some unknown places.

Finding no friends to talk to, my camera has been unhealthily mum and stupid. A camera learns through talking, not listening. 

Mushrooms in the archive and my blogging friends are alike. They are forever young.

The cheerful words and broad grins of friends do not grow old in my long memory lanes.

Moreover the same profile photo through all the years always reminds me about this. 

No worry. Me too.