When I'm under a cloud, I just couldn't help thinking less about the secrets that I bear deep inside me. There are so many things about the more aberrant side of me that are just there hidden in the great unknown, behind all the phantasmagorias that are reflected into this world. In medias res, an incomplete Yves is facing this world both of follies and shrewdness.

There is only one reason why I face the world keeping some chapters of my own enormous book from the rest. That reason is ACCEPTANCE. There are so many things about me that are filled with much sinister and eccentricity. There are so many things about me that aren't that easy for everyone else to accept.

Sometimes, we just have to take some things to ourselves before they ruin everything that is of much importance to us even if it means having feet of clay or muddling our true identity. This may sound ironic to you but this is the best for which we can hope.

This world, just like how Lemony Snicket describes it, is a wicked one. This is a world which takes acceptance with rarity. We should not be rocking the vaporetto. We should instead row the vaporetto and sail with it wherever the wind takes it. We should keep to ourselves those that we should keep in secrecy until the time gets ripe for us to let them out into this vast and diverse world. We just have to wait for the right strike of the pendulum and set our real and, perhaps, morphed selves free from our own cocoon and fly like the butterfly that we ought to be.

dinuguang luto ni yves aying. :D