Gravity/ˈɡɹævɪti/

(4) Now that I think of it, that said gravity. 

Isn't it like what other people think or perception* of something in this world?

*once something has been perceived, it lost it's truest place.

To just be free from stereotyping, from classification, from restriction, from names, from form, from existence, nah.

 ˙ʎʇıʌɐɹƃ 'ǝɯ ɯoɹɟ ʎɐʍɐ ʎɐʇs uɐɔ noʎ sɐ ƃuol s∀ ˙puıɯ ʇ,uop I 'ʎzɐɹɔ ǝɯ llɐƆ 

˙ǝɹɐɔ oʇ ʇuɐʍ ʇ,uop I ʇnq 'puıɯ I ʇɐɥʇ ʇoN
¿ǝʌıʇɔǝdsɹǝd s,ǝldoǝd ɹǝɥʇo ɯoɹɟ uǝǝs ǝq oʇ ǝʞıl plnoʍ ǝuo ʍoH

 [!@#$%^&*]

(1) I always had a keen interest in outer space. It started when I was a kid. I like to read those books about space and encyclopedia about it. Wandering through space filled with stars, running away from black hole, or just flying around; defying gravity. (2) Something that weighs you down. That annoying thing that pulls you to the center of the earth. Thanks to Newton we had a fancy name for it. Gravity. (3) Maybe this all connected in someways, like how I'm always alone and happy to be in the my own space. Letting my thoughts travel in time with no speed and limit. Imagination running wild into the deep conscious or down the rabbit or even ass hole.

 I have no regret in going against the gravity.

(5) Silver lining, probably existed somewhere in those hidden sentences. Maybe.

 I still hate and love you, gravity.

Leaves /liːvz/

"Pay your phone credit with leaves!"

Every time you buy phone credit or voucher for every call; the service provider gives you seed that you can plant to make those said leaves. It could be anything. Starting from carrot, corn, or anything that had leaves on it. Maybe, they might even give you those seeds from Jack and The Beanstalk story.

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A friend of mine who says that tress have leaves like batteries. They need to recharge themselves by letting the old leaves go. Such mechanism that support the life of the tree and provide living like how sunlight is used to give life to most plants in this earth. 

Probably if every plant can do a bit of re-cycle in itself and do us another favor in life. Like how the leaves had fallen and at certain time and might go back to where they once belong. Like a reverse rain, this time with leaves not water.

- another gibberish on a fine day filled with weird thoughts and memories

 What am I talking about?