Howdy..!! just landed here....

The place seems pretty good. I am allowed to dwell in and out of the whereabouts of mystery. What is that mystery...?? A journey becomes mystical when you don't know that you are still on the way and there's still a highway of hopes and aspirations ahead of you to trace and track.

The transitoriness of journey may be my decision but to achieve what I am meant for requires one step ahead of what could be the last step. I may encounter obstacles but the little hurdles gives meaning to the mystery of journey. The darkness has its own colour which can overpower others but light is the recourse.

There would be companions to share and devote and create desire for things to reach up above the sky. Being alive is like being powerful to do what one is propelled to do.

When I sleep, darkness prevails but dreams are the source of hopes which takes me to the path of eternity. Imagination takes its strides. The next curve is where I realize the beauty of being a living kind. I am a dreamer.

I am a walker and my journey is life....!!!