The Land of Conjurors

There is a place, perhaps sublunary but wild in our breast for centuries. The motor has been set in necessary locked in some nucleus beyond miseries. Deep submerged, along the folds, fold by fold seen far nearer trapped in the motor yet be translucent. Once for whom assumes unlocks the motor, of his pupil mydriasis, bursting  –  a marble belched slipping into our treacle a fly caught in a pulp embroiled within the eight-pattern universe altered into imagined cosmoses fueling, as powders scattered til its sideways seeing catches our light in which we unknow of all that we have known.

Recently snowing under with my business and can scarcely take a small break in chaotic writing. But, just too late to find this out! Also found that the later part of this song is same as the part before G-Dragon sang his solo, "Crooked" at 2013 MAMA Awards. It might be a segment of the song initially two years ago and ultimately created this one. I am intoxicated by this music video for there is a bit element of image regarding dream-pop musical style. The title is called "Sober" nonetheless; the sober element in this new video based upon the image seems to look like 2NE1's MV "Happy." The message of "Sober" may echo their another new song "Loser" though it presents a lighthearted and cheerful atmosphere. Anyways it deserves to be kept in the future for further study of BigBang's works. Besides, I'll find some time to check the translation of its lyrics if unoccupied. Watching BB's new musical video always brings me lot

It is not the first time that I am to blame for getting into a dead end. To split hairs becomes my problem in the middle of my life and my study. At times I might be too analytical to view things, and such analytical habit tingles with my head, chest and stomach since I feel necessary to express what I desire to say. I keep strenuously changing myself in such troublesome character, but most of the time it fails. Someday I will be put on the tree mass where the thorns upon everywhere, and I should have known that. Yes of course I know it for sure. To some extent I am unaware of my comprehension of what others mean when they unconsciously deliver their thoughts or opinions which makes me feel sorry if it was my fault again. It seems that I obtain no capability to do things right, and I know it deeply in my mind. To seclude from others is the last thing I want to do. It is as if I suddenly tear ourselves apart and go our separate way perpetually. There are some patches sewed within me beg