A Journal of a Journey

I realised I had too much of imaginations until this very second
It's true how imaginations bring me to another part of the world
Where everything seems sweet and fluffy
Nothing harms you in your imaginations
But I learnt the truth
That They are planning to seduce us with these types of weapons
They are too weak that their weapon had to be something that we could never imagine
Something hit me hard today
It was not a tractor nor a cute hot boy
It was something in silence
It crawled to the upper veins of mine
I felt the shiver
I know angan-angan is not the same of my imaginations and dream
So need not worry
But I knew I had to get strict and straight to whatever that rolls down a hill which seems adorable to me
There will be screenings
InsyaAllah no need to worry
With the cage, no no no the pen that I have created
I should do OK