Ripples

I meet a handsome boy, not without charisma. He tells me that he is hurt when people are treated unfairly. I am sure he will love the elitist ball, Where masquerade is appropriated. People tell me the eyes are the window to the soul, let's just assume they are right. I ponder. Does his masquerade cover his eyes? He speaks of equality, But does it contain humanity? Or is it masked by a silk of privileges, with its bloody history? Full of pride, he invited people to his masquerade party, Where equality is the dress-code. What do mortals see of the equality chased after by a deity?

Last semester, I had the wonderful opportunity to participate in the study exchange programme with King’s College London (KCL), United Kingdom. The programme spanned 5 months, allowing me to take courses across different departments at KCL. It came as a surprise to me that it still took me a while to adjust to a new environment, despite this being my second time studying abroad.

Blue - King of Swords With rationality, you purge through the mist-of uncertainty. Weaving a sword, you snip off the knots you-cannot uncoil. You want to build a world out of pure reason. Little do you know, The world's on fire - yet - your wish's-unaltered. Have you ever wept for a withering flower?